Arad's crooked savior

"Uh, girl, you're not kidding me, are you?"

I subconsciously touched the position of my heart, and my heartbeat was still strong.

He was also a little confused at the time. Their last blow with their swords injured each other's waist, but where was the effect of Held's attack.

I had considered that it might be a curse or something like that, but after using a bottle of Remy potion that could remove all abnormal conditions, I didn't care much.

At present, it seems that simple medicine may have lost its effect.

"I'm just teasing you. Do you have any candy?"

"Yes, there is really candy to eat."

Ye Lin nodded quickly and heavily. He was suddenly told that there was a curse in his body, and no one would be in a good mood. If it was a casual joke from Naiyali, then everyone would be happy.

"Then I don't have any candy. The curse is real."

He raised his little hand, and a bunch of candied haws with a bright red surface and a crystal clear sugar shell appeared in his hand. He happily licked the first one.

"great……"

"The great Lady Naiyali can't solve it this time. The curse is too close to your heart. If you forcefully remove it, there is about half a chance~ Boom!"

Naiyali's little hands made another gesture like fireworks in full bloom. The situation was so not optimistic.

"Hey~ Is this woman so persistent?" Held patted his head with a bitter look on his face. Held proposed many times to replace him with the Eye of Darkness, the most advanced Eye of Darkness, but he rejected them all. .

The cursed energy at the heart could not help but make him make similar associations.

There is a thick layer of snow in the yard. In addition to the main road being cleared, other places, such as Mr. Luo's former pond, the small flower garden where Alice was tending, and the swimming pool and beach behind the house, are all covered with a layer of snow. Heavy snow up to the shins.

Next to the flower flat, there is a snowman half a man tall, wearing a long red scarf.

"That one was piled up by Beyana and Heman." After eating the last piece of candied haws, Naiyali showed kindness and handed it to his mouth.

"You're not with us?"

She opened her mouth to bite it, but the outer sugar shell had been chewed up and eaten away, leaving only the hawthorn.

"No, I'm having a snowball fight with Mintai and the others."

After opening the magic ban in the manor and shaking off a little snow from his shoes in front of the door, the room was as warm as spring, instantly dispelling the severe cold brought by the ice and snow.

Siatt went to help Naiyali take off the scarf around her neck, threw it on the sofa, and asked: "Girl, where are Celia and the others?"

"What are you going to prepare for? We're going to a fashion exhibition."

She stomped her black leather boots, took them off, and jumped onto the cotton carpet. Then she quickly got into the kotatsu like a slippery fish.

"Fashion exhibition?"

"Well, it's just a bunch of rich people getting together to choose the most beautiful dresses, jewelry and so on. Isn't this the joy and hobby of nobles?"

Tana used to be the proprietress of a fashion store, but later she was lazy and handed it over to Luo Lian. She became interested in doing fashion publications.

Choosing good-looking clothes or exquisite jewelry, and using suitable models to complement each other's concept of beauty has gradually become a fashion trend and benchmark.

After the heavy snow fell, Celia planned to hold a grand charity exhibition to promote her products and have some fun at the same time. The winning products would receive bonuses.

After that, those goods will be auctioned and divided into shares. Except for the portion given to the sellers, all other funds will be used for poverty alleviation.

Naturally, some people are happy and some are sad when snowflakes fill the sky. Paris, who lives in the slums, has long been used to this.

The powerful Delos Empire still allows children to participate in magic warrior experiments in exchange for money and food for the winter, so Belmare's situation will not be much better.

This proposal was supported by Queen Skadi, and Queen Meia seemed to be interested as well. Although the dark elves were not excellent in textile technology, their output of gems was outstanding.

Just like Naiyali, whose face was pressed against the table, complained, many activities had no choice but to stop when it snowed. Rich people need to organize different and prestigious activities to liven up the scene.

Besides, it can also bring a fortune to the nobles and gentry, and everyone can gain fame, so why not do it.

Feng Ying's eyes were bright and she was cautious. The first few winners would get bonuses!

On a very comfortable afternoon, everyone was as lazy as a salted fish. Siatt and Mavis watched the bubble drama of Heaven together. The curator was busy recording what he saw and heard, which was all valuable knowledge.

As for the curse of Held near his heart, it is better to wait for Celia and Tana to come back in the evening and then discuss the best solution together.

"boss……"

Gently holding the hem of the cheongsam, Mo Mei leaned her back against the wall, biting her lips, her starry eyes were tender, and her delicate and soft cheeks were covered with an intoxicating blush.

Although there is still a layer of cotton-padded headband, the boss is still very enterprising and eloquent.

With her eyes slightly closed, Mo Mei rested her chin on his shoulder, hugged her arms tightly and raised one knee slightly, with her hair tie spread out, enjoying a very fulfilling time.

After taking care of the slightly wrinkled cheongsam, he took a piece of paper and said, "Boss, do you want us to take the initiative to find Celia and come back?"

"It's okay, don't worry, girl, do you have any clues to enter a higher realm?"

Mo Mei's twin ponytails have been spread out. She didn't take care of them carefully when she got up this morning. She only tied flower knots on both sides of her head, and her long hair was scattered like a hanging silk.

"A little bit, all things have thoughts, and the Nian Emperor can communicate with the thoughts in the world. I am wondering whether this concept can be deified, that is, every word, every action, and every move, one's own will can override all things and escape. "

Xu Zu regards Emperor Nian as a legend, but since there is a concept of "Emperor Nian", it means that a long time ago, someone had reached this realm like her.

But farther away, at a higher level, even Xu Ancestor's oldest Nian Qi master, it may be difficult for Jiulong to answer.

So now she has a magical feeling that only by slowly exploring and making progress can she provide experience for those who come after her. It's as if she suddenly became a master who was elegant and knowledgeable and could establish a sect.

Although her strength has reached the realm of legend, she has never had any airs. The only disciple she has is Nina.

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At night, the cold wind carried some cold snowflakes.

In the warm room, the small red crystals in the stove have not yet burned out. Mailu, who has not yet finished eating, sips her chopsticks and adds some lotus root slices, mushrooms, and frozen tofu to the pot. The hot soup is rolling.

Celia put her warm little hand on his heart, closing her eyes to feel the curse, with a serious and dignified expression on her face.

After a while, he frowned slightly, but remained silent and seemed to be still thinking.

Tana, who had just come back from the yard, put a white but cold palm on the back of his neck and pretended to press it a few times, "Well, it's hopeless. Let's wait to die."

Ye Lin was trembling with coldness, his back was tense, and he quickly moved away: "Why are your hands so cold?"

"I couldn't help but pinch a few snowballs."

After wiping the water stains on his clothes, Tana also got into the warm kotatsu.

When Celia opened her eyes, she already had a solution in her mind, and said with a smile: "As Naiyali said, this curse is usually harmless. We have to use conservative methods to solve it."

If this curse tortures the heart and pains the soul, it will explode soon. If there is no other way, it is natural to take a gamble and remove it quickly.

But it is speculated that it may only cause chaos when the peak war breaks out, so there is no need to use radical methods.

Judging from Ye Lin's current strength, the only people who can use all his strength are those at the apostle level, or the Demon King level, so it doesn't seem to be a big problem.

But limitations are limitations after all. This curse is almost equivalent to forcing him to lower his strength by one level. To be on the safe side, he can only use 70% of 100%.

Celia did not pretend to be mysterious, and soon became confident in Weiwei, analyzing in detail: "The removal method is too radical, so it is best to neutralize it. What Held has laid is a curse full of the breath of death, so then Use the surging power of life to neutralize it.”

Alice on the side nodded slightly when she heard this, and said in surprise: "Breath of life?"

Breath of life is a rare material in alchemy, and it is also one of the key items for her and Celia to reconstruct the low-quality water of life. It has considerable power of life.

But it is also because there are no better materials. No matter how you purify the breath of life, the items you make are not enough to be one-tenth of the real water of life.

This is not something that will result in qualitative change if it is accumulated in "quantity".

So she and Celia are also looking for higher-level materials that transcend the breath of life.

"That efficiency is too slow. I'm thinking of Tears of Remedios and Wuxuan."