The Emperor’s Angel of Death

   Chapter 822

"This is."

  Opening her eyes, Veronica found herself standing in a room, which was not luxurious, but very cozy.

  The walls of the room are warm tones. There is a huge bed and a double bed in the middle. There is a picture frame hanging above the head of the bed, but Veronica can't see what is in the picture frame.

On the other side of the bed, there is a delicate dressing table with various accessories and cosmetics. The floor-to-ceiling windows next to the bed are emitting dazzling sunlight. The sun shines on one end of the bed, making people look at it. Warmth.

  There is no doubt that the people living here are women, or one of them is a woman.

  Looking around for a while, without seeing anything abnormal, Veronica opened the door and came to the corridor.

  There is a carpet on the corridor, so she walks without any sound. Except for the huge vases, there are large and small picture frames on both sides of the corridor, but the inside is still dark and nothing can be seen.

  At the end of the corridor is a staircase. Veronica walked down the staircase and came to a hall.

  The layout of the hall is very simple, with heavy chairs and tables, huge vases and scented flowers, and there is still a burning fire in the fireplace, but there are many sky eagle emblems and hanging paintings.

  On the west side of the hall, a woman is kneeling in front of a small shrine and praying.

  Veronica stepped forward and found that it was an idol worshipped by mankind—their brutal emperor.

  When she turned to the side, she found that this woman in a simple white dress was Velec, with a baby in her arms.

  As for why she is not afraid of being discovered?

She is not stupid. This is obviously the other party’s dream. She is just a mental projection into it, just like recording a character in a movie through post-editing, how can she interact with the character who has already prepared the script at will? Woolen cloth?

  Veronica is not without this ability, but she must be very cautious, because the human spiritual world is very fragile.

  Suddenly, the door of the hall opened, and the woman turned around in surprise.

  Similarly, Veronica turned around, and then she was stunned.

   Outside the door, Soshyan in a robe is watching her with a smile.

  This Soshyan, without the indifference and toughness in reality, but with more tenderness and love, is not like the same person, except that they look exactly the same.

  After that, Vilec stood up, walked to Soshyan, and handed the baby in his arms to the other party.

   Soshyan looked at the heir in his arms tenderly, then bowed his head and said something to Willets, then kissed him, and Willets responded enthusiastically to him.

   "That's not right, don't you say that he and she are comrades-in-arms?"

  Veronica looked at this scene, somewhat puzzled. Although she does not have a partner, she knows what a partner means.

  There is no doubt that in his dream, Willets sees Sosjan as a partner.

  This is her deep consciousness, and there will never be any false deception.

   "And I remember the teacher said that human Astarte cannot have a partner."

   was meditating, but Veronica suddenly felt the surroundings darken.

  Then she went back to the previous house, Soshyan was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Velec with his blond hair scattered in his arms. The two seemed to be talking, and kissed from time to time.

  The room was very dark, with only a small warm-toned table lamp beside the bed. Veronica always felt that the atmosphere was weird, and her heartbeat started to speed up unknowingly.

  Through her thin pajamas, she could even see a big hand wandering on Willets’ delicate skin——

   "What, what is the situation."

   She muttered in a low voice, leaning in the direction of the door involuntarily.

  At this moment, a shy smile suddenly appeared on Vilec's face sitting in Soshyan's arms, and then she gently unbuttoned Soshyan's robe, and then got out of the other's embrace.

  Veronica was shocked, and immediately covered her eyes with her palm, but she couldn't help showing her fingers.

   "That stupid big head is so ugly! That thing is."

   Then, under Veronica’s shocked gaze, the nun slowly squatted down facing Soshyan——

   "No, isn't it, can that thing also not dislocate the jaw?"

  In the Ark Spirit Clan, reproduction is a matter that requires planning and approval from the senior management. Because of the long-term asceticism, the Ark Spirit Clan has been very secretive about the topic of "sex" since its birth.

  Even reproduction is a thing separated from "sex", so they rarely exist in families, and the basic practice is also socialized nurturing, and the standard for high-level reproduction is only the quality of genes.

  So this kind of picture has no less impact on Veronica than her first contact with subspace.

  For a moment, she was a little bit at a loss, especially with this picture, there was a strange sound, like stirring a viscous liquid quickly-there was no sound before.

  She covered her ears and eyes again, struggling for a while.

  Suddenly, the sound disappeared.

  When Veronica did not dare to relax, because Velecz coughed a few times and then stood up, wrapping his arms around Soshyan’s neck.

  What will happen next, she is totally unaware of—

  Wait, why did he start to undress her?

  Where is he touching! ?

That is--

   "This will die, right?"

  Soshyang’s current body shape is almost the same as in reality, and Willets is as petite as a rag doll under him——

  The next scene Veronica didn't dare to watch at all. She wanted to open the door to go out, but found that she couldn't open it anyway, so she could only turn around and squat down to avoid those beautiful scenes.

  But I can’t see it anymore, but the voice ignoring the barrier between her hands and directly spread to her consciousness.

  Heavy breathing, delicate moaning like weeping——

  When she was a little unable to persist, all the voices disappeared again.

  The flushed Veronica stood up and found that she was in the living room again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but now this living room was a bit cold, and there was only a white candle on the table that was about to go out after the breeze.

   Willets still knelt in front of the shrine, holding the baby in her arms, but she was crying.

  Very sad, heartfelt sorrow, that sorrow is even thicker than the moonlight outside the window.

Veronica stepped forward and found that there was a helmet in front of her, a pierced Astarte helmet, and the baby in her arms held a blood-stained golden sky eagle emblem in her pink hands. necklace.

  Suddenly, the door was opened again.

  But Veletz turned around with a horrified face, Veronica turned her head and looked around, and found a group of ferocious human women in black armor, holding flamethrowers and explosive guns, broke into the house.

  The eldest one came up with a sullen face, slapped Viletz's face fiercely, knocked it directly to the ground, and then pointed her with a chain saw sword as if he was roaring.

  At this time, Willets, so helpless and fragile, could only hold the baby tightly and cry silently.

  Veronica suddenly realized what made the nun unable to wake up on her own.

  Fear!

  (End of this chapter)