Chapter 128 Sorry, I am Miss Witch
A fight across time and space only exists in fantasy and is extremely difficult to realize.
Even though Ivester is as powerful as a monster, she is still a patient who needs a wheelchair to move around.
The terrifying momentum that remained from the brief confrontation gradually dissipated in the air as time went by.
In the dim room, everything began to become quiet.
But Lynn's plan wasn't over yet.
He will completely cure Yvest's heart disease tonight.
"What kind of person is she?"
After a long time, Ivester asked in a low voice with a faint trembling tone.
The white and delicate hands that she clenched tightly showed the unrest in her heart at this moment.
"She is you who has become a god in the future, beautiful and powerful." Lin En lay on Yvestle's knees, gently rubbing her delicate palms, "Not only that, she will also be possessed by two demons. "I was saved from near death."
"Speaking of which, you seem to be quite similar to the future Miss Witch in every aspect, especially your hair. Color."
"Every time I see you calm down, I can't help but think of her."
"Of course, subtleties such as temperament and eyes are still different. Especially the curse mark on your face. It seems that you in the future have lifted the influence of that curse and become"
"Shut up!"
Yvesther, who was poked in a painful spot, suddenly covered her face, lowered her head deeply, and screamed hysterically.
She shook Lin En's palm away hard, as if she wanted him to roll away as far as she could.
But the next second, Yvette seemed to have fallen into schizophrenia again, holding him tightly in her arms, mumbling to herself as if hypnotized.
"You are mine, you will always be mine. No one can take you away from me."
She bit Lin En gently with her white silver teeth. Her cheeks and earlobes were sprayed with hot and sweet breath, and she kissed them.
It seems that this is the only way to force him to make his mark.
But unconsciously, a line of crystal tears slowly flashed across the corners of Yvest's eyes.
Her breathing was trembling, as if she wanted to forget everything that happened tonight, hoping that when she woke up tomorrow, her cute puppy would be lying on the bed waiting for her to feed him as usual.
Sorry, Your Highness.
Sensing the strong uneasiness coming from the woman, Linn wanted to give her a hug.
However, now is not the time to do such a thing.
He temporarily suppressed the guilt that he didn't know why and became hard-hearted.
That alone is not enough.
There is only one way to completely destroy Yvest's illness.
That is to arouse the twisted jealousy and possessiveness in her heart.
Only by using a powerful existence far beyond her as an imaginary enemy to bring her a sense of crisis and motivation to move forward can she return to the majestic and awe-inspiring Royal Highness she used to be.
Of course, this kind of behavior is also very likely to completely destroy him and her.
But Linn couldn't wait any longer.
He can only take this risky strategy.
At this moment, as Yvest's body struggled and swayed, a piece of shadow magic stone suddenly fell out of her arms.
Linn subconsciously picked up the stone.
The next second, a light curtain slowly emerged in mid-air.
That was the painful look of him sitting on the torture chair.
Apparently, Milani secretly filmed this scene while he was unconscious.
I have to give her a good spanking next time.
Linn thought silently.
Looking at himself in the picture, muttering something to himself with a ferocious expression, he frowned, and then gradually fell into silence. But Yvest seemed to have grasped the last straw: "Look, look!"
"This is what happened before you lost your memory!"< br>
“Listen carefully! Whose name are you calling?!”
Linn looked at the scene on the screen.
“Your Royal Highness.”
The young man suppressed his painful voice and called out that name.
A trace of surprise appeared in Yvest's bright red eyes, and she held Lin En's hand tightly, interlocking with his fingers.
However, the next second, the young man in the picture spat out an unclear title again.
It should have been vague and not caught her attention.
But after what happened just now, the two people who knew it well could instantly distinguish the true meaning contained in it.
"Miss Witch."
In an instant, Yvest felt that her heart had stopped beating, and then there was a stinging pain like a needle, which made her take a breath. stagnation.
What happened before my eyes only meant one thing.
He and that woman may have known each other a long time ago.
Even came earlier than her.
Blood slowly dripped down Yvest's skin that had been pricked by nails.
Seeing this, Linn knew that it was time to give her the heaviest and most fatal blow tonight.
"Your Highness seems to have always regarded me as your pet?" He suddenly said in a gentle voice, "But I'm sorry, I am a living human being, not a puppy that can be played with at will."
"About this, I hope you can understand."
"Shut up!" Ivester didn't want to hear him speak to her in such a tone, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and cover his mouth, "Don't Let’s talk about it again.”
“I’ll pretend that nothing happened tonight, okay?”
Her breath was disordered and trembling, and there was even a hint of pleading in her voice. smell.
She no longer had the majesty and grace of the villainous princess before, as if she was as devastated as a little girl who had lost something precious.
But Linn ignored her resistance at the moment.
Like a hard-hearted executioner, he mercilessly handed down the final judgment to Yvesther's almost collapsed mind.
"Ten thousand steps back, even if I were a dog."
"That is Miss Witch's dog too."
Inside the Pantheon.
Miss Witch, who was imprisoned by several chains, was sitting at the foot of the steps in the center of the hall as usual, quietly reading a book spread out on her lap.
Her expression is very cold, like an iceberg that is difficult to melt.
No matter how intense the emotion was, it could not move her in the slightest. Her whole person seemed to have been replaced by divinity.
Logically speaking, this is how it should be.
But at a certain moment, her bright red eyes suddenly lost focus for a moment, as if they were distracted by a memory image that spanned a hundred thousand years.
The confused expression and slightly rapid breathing revealed inadvertently showed that she was not calm at the moment.
After a while, she slowly closed her eyes, as if to cover up her shaken expression at the moment, she raised the book open on her lap and gently covered her face.
I don’t know how long it has been.
In the eternally silent hall, a faint murmur could be heard.
“.So cute.”
(ps: My stomach pain came back again today. I couldn’t bear it after writing two chapters while sitting, so I felt a little more comfortable lying on the bed. I’m really sorry.)
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