The host is broken

Chapter 342 Fairy Tales Are Beautiful (41)

But after passing through the temple, Siri was really afraid of her, no matter how intimidating and tempting Thalia was, she refused to get close to her.

There was no way, Thalia went to Miga, crying and fussing to change the palace.

But Mijia was very annoying to her, so he didn't agree, and just made an excuse and sent her away.

No way, Thalia can only let a few maids guard the door all night.

As night fell, Thalia huddled in the quilt with only her head exposed, looking around tremblingly, for fear that Freirod's ghost would emerge from some dark corner.

The wind in winter was very strong, wafting outside the palace, making a sound like something was whimpering softly against the door and window, weird and eerie.

Terrified, Talia got under the covers, covered her ears, closed her eyes, and forced herself to fall asleep quickly.

But she didn't know if it was an illusion, she always felt that something was pulling the quilt, pulling it again and again, she screamed in fright, and begged for mercy in her mouth:
"Freirod, it's not me, it's not me, don't look for me..."

"You were the one who got sick and died. It has nothing to do with me. Don't look for me..."

"Come here, hurry up, come here..."

However, no matter how loud she shouted, the maids outside seemed not to hear, and continued to doze off against the pillar.

And that unknown scary thing was still pulling the quilt over and over again, and Thalia still felt in horror that something was slowly crawling on the quilt.

Little by little, crawling back and forth.

Thalia's heartbeat almost stopped in fear:
"Freirod, it has nothing to do with me, you go, you want to find, find Nagasha..."

It was Nagasha who killed him, not her, not her!

But that thing didn't intend to leave at all, it was still crawling, and occasionally even tentatively got into the bedding.

Thalia screamed in terror and pressed the edge of the quilt tightly.

But as soon as she reached out her hand, she touched something cold. She screamed in fright, and retracted her hand reflexively, but was caught by the cold thing. The next second, a gloomy and terrifying sound came from her. There was a sound from the back of her head, the voice was very gentle, but her scalp was numb due to the gentleness:

"Talia, I found you!"

Then, a pair of strong but wet arms passed through her arms and wrapped around her waist.

Thalia was so frightened that her lips trembled, she couldn't make a sound, she could only widen her eyes in horror, enduring the severe pain of tearing skin and flesh, and letting the dead Freyrod embed into her bit by bit. body of.

At the moment of death, she suddenly remembered what Su Shumo said with a smile in the temple, she said:

"...I returned Freilode to you, so that you can live happily together in this lifetime..."

Together forever, no one can separate.

Flesh and blood are connected, and they will never leave.

The next day, the maids came to help her get up, and when they lifted the quilt, they were so frightened by the scene under the quilt that they screamed and fainted.

Afterwards, the soldiers outside the palace rushed in when they heard the sound, and were also very frightened.

On the bed, Thalia was curled up, her face was pale, probably because of extreme panic, so her eyes were wide open, her mouth was wide open, and her lips were cold and purple.

She was stiff and motionless, showing that she was frightened and dead.

And behind her, the old King Freirod, who was dead and buried, was sticking wetly behind Thalia.

(End of this chapter)