Arad's crooked savior

"This is a scented tea made from rose flowers that I carefully cultivated and many traditional secret methods. It has the effect of beautifying the skin and relieving fatigue. You can try it."

Yimi Wu went downstairs carrying a silver tray. He was stunned at the many tables, chairs and sofas placed in the hall, and then he winked playfully. There were a lot of exquisite furniture at once, which was really nice.

However, Yimi Wu is not a shameless character who loves free sex. There are a lot of dusty gold, time and space stone currency, etc. piled up in the basement of the dark house, and they are almost integrated with the soil.

If you want, just dig it out.

"The fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is long, as if you are in a sea of ​​roses." The curator, who likes tea and has a very good taste, has bright eyes and gave a high evaluation. He feels that it is comparable to the tree growing in Miss Noyu's yard. A lonely tea tree by the well.

I'll ask the little witch later if she still has some in stock and take some back.

"Hey, Short Winter Melon, where's my tea? You don't bring the teapot up, but you insist on bringing it cup by cup. You're so stupid. The Stone Bone Beast calls you a relative." Yuena tapped her finger lightly. On the table, Yimiwu dressed herself up beautifully and pretty. Everyone liked it, but the dark house villa was really messy.

Clenching her fists hard and trying to smile, Yimi Wu forcefully suppressed her anger and must hold it back. Next, as long as the yellow-faced woman drinks the cup of tea, she will be able to take revenge, but Don't be in a hurry.

You Xia placed the tea cup with the water droplets from the Forgotten River in front of Yuena and glanced at Yimi Wu worriedly. She had never thought that even if the trick was successful, Yuena would still catch her and beat her up after she recovered. .

Typically, you only look at the three steps below your feet and don't know if there is a hanging hook above your head.

Yuena picked up the tea cup and was about to drink it when she suddenly made a move, lowered her head and sniffed the tea gently. Upon seeing this, Yimiwu's little heart suddenly rose to her throat~

"It tastes delicious." Yuena murmured, slowly sipping tea to moisten her throat. The tea was indeed good.

Yay, big success!

If there had been a tail behind Yimi Wu, it might have reached the sky now. His little face was slightly tilted up with pride, and "I succeeded" was almost written on his face.

"No, there's something wrong with this tea?!" Yuena belatedly stared at the tea cup carefully, her head seemed to be becoming unclear, and there was a deep sense of tiredness and weakness permeating the air.

She slowly lowered her head, as motionless as a statue. After touching it for about half a minute, she raised her eyes in confusion, and then looked around cautiously and curiously. Everything was full of strangeness.

Yimi Wu held back the laughter that was about to burst out of her belly, straightened Yuena's face with both hands, chanted a magical syllable, and then said: "Yuena, my servant, wake up quickly."

"I am, a servant?" Yuena frowned and carefully thought about the concept of this word. Why did she have no relevant impression at all.

"Yeah, you are my loyal servant. You have always lived in the secret house. Your servant only obeys my orders. You do whatever I say..."

Yimiwu used his most proficient puppet magic to manipulate Yuena, who was completely defenseless. After a lot of effort, Yuena finally reluctantly accepted her identity as a servant.

"Servant, please bring me some water to wash my feet. I need to rest."

The arrogant and proud little witch hid a high-definition video recorder in a hidden corner of her room, and while the effect of the water droplets from the Forgotten River had not dissipated, she quickly found ways to humiliate the yellow-faced woman.

Then make a few more copies of the video. The yellow-faced woman will never be able to hold her head up in front of her in the future, because she can't change the fact that she was once a little witch's foot-washing maid!

Proudly akimbo~

Yimiwu took off her little boots, leaving her white and soft feet bare, waiting for the yellow-faced woman to serve her respectfully. This beautiful day had been waiting for too long.

"Here comes the water." Yuena put a basin of water at Yimi Wu's feet, then rolled up her sleeves and gently held a pair of soft little feet.

"Didn't I say that you should use honorifics and call me master! A servant must have the consciousness of a servant." Yimi Wu solemnly reminded him with a serious face. Don't forget the title, otherwise it will not be comfortable enough.

"Calling you...what?" Yuena seemed a little dazed. As soon as she heard the words in her ears, she forgot them in the blink of an eye.

"Master!" Yimiwu emphasized again.

"Yeah~ I'm listening."

The stupid Yuena suddenly responded. Taking advantage of the other party's dazed moment, she grabbed Yimiwu's feet and forced them into the water full of ice cubes.

"Cold, cold, cold!" Yimi Wu shivered all over, a layer of goosebumps covered her delicate and smooth skin, and her scalp was numb.

Damn it, the yellow-faced woman is actually acting.

After finally pulling her feet back, Yuena pinned her down on the bed and tickled her again, "You stinky girl, short winter melon, you want to poison me and plot against me. If I don't beat you up, you won't have a long memory."

"Don't...haha...don't scratch there...please~it's very sensitive..." Yimi laughed so hard that her branches trembled and tears came out. Finally, she sat on the corner of the bed with her legs curled up, her dress disheveled and her cheeks rosy. , out of breath.

People who didn't know took a quick look and thought Yuena had done something to her.

Mo Mei ordered Yuena and drank half of the tea cup, then handed a jar of fruit candies to the seven eccentric little angels. They noticed that there was something wrong with Yuena's tea and whispered to Safir.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't say it. Yuena has already surpassed the rank of Seraph. It is estimated that there will be no problem if she is given a bite of old skin.

It is precisely because of this that everyone is too lazy to pay attention to Yimi Wu's little tricks.

"If it's a complete River of Forgotten, it might have some impact on Sapphire, but if it's just a drop of water, it's too small to underestimate the angel's divine physique." The little angel with orange twin tails and playing the violin Jibril explained as she took out a strawberry-flavored fruit candy from the jar and chewed it sweetly.

Although they are no longer as powerful as Yuena, as the little light messengers created by Remedios and Safir's little followers, each of them is well-informed and smart.

The little angel usually does not appear frequently, but when called, it is invisible and cannot be detected by the naked eye.

Jibril informed that the mysterious mist in the Forest of Dolls was actually the water spray left when the River of Forgotten flowed, forming a very terrifying trap for getting lost.

The real river of forgetfulness is like a river of stars, with dense light spots and twinkling lights. One sip can make you forget all the past things, whether it is sadness or happiness, it will disappear completely.

If the waves of the Forgotten River hit you, those who transcend must also be cautious. If you are too arrogant, you will easily lose yourself in the calm flowing river. Although your realm will not fall, there will be a "blank period" for a period of time.

That is to say, he has a lot of power, but he can't use it as he wants.

After being tickled by Yuena, Yimi Wu pursed her lips in displeasure. She spread her skirt with her little hands and said dissatisfiedly: "It's very troublesome to put my clothes in order. You messed them up for me."

Her dark-style gothic fluffy skirt was lined with many metal brackets, which was not only troublesome to put on, but also made it two heads and two big to wash.

"It's not like you had bad intentions and wanted to plot against me. Who's to blame? Blame me~" Yuena poked her in the forehead again. This short winter melon was really arrogant. He actually lied and said that she was the master and that he was the footwasher. slave girl.

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"By the way, Huang Lian Po, since you are so powerful and a holy and noble angel, can you purify the smoky atmosphere in our demon world?"

As a price and compensation for no longer being tickled, Yimi Wu made a cup of rose tea for Yuena with humiliation, but he still took advantage of it. He was used to being called this way, and it was difficult to change his mind.

Yimi Wu's idea makes some sense. The Transcendent Archangel, whose light and love can easily cover the entire demon world, can she turn the desolate land into beautiful scenery and purify those dirty and filthy lives.

"No, God will not forcibly interfere with human beings' choices and destiny. Even if an ugly soul is briefly covered with divine light, it cannot hide the evil of original sin deep in the heart."

God's forgiveness and mercy will come to every guilty person who sincerely repents, but those who are stubborn... destroy them quickly, the divine flames of punishment will surely burn the sky and destroy the earth.

"Maybe Luo Fei the Seducer can do it." Xiaoyu thought of the original sin mark on the opponent's body. Luo Fei can ignite the original sin in the enemy's body, which is another level of purification in a sense.

If you can survive the burning of the brand of original sin, you will naturally be reborn, that is, be a new person.

Xiaoyu then silently calculated that if Luo Fei was really allowed to spread the power of the Original Sin Stigmata to the entire demon world, it would probably immediately cause a sharp decline in at least one-fifth of the population.

Snapped!

Crazy Bear, who went out to buy groceries, put an empty basket and a few scrawled letters on the table. He didn't buy any groceries, but he brought a few letters asking for help.