kill those singularities

Enkidu was undoubtedly a beauty.

The appearance fabricated according to the mold of the most beautiful prostitute in Uruk has an indistinguishable and amazing beauty, but due to his own natural attributes, this very amazing sense of shock is greatly neutralized, so in The moment most people saw Enkidu, apart from his beauty, what most people noticed was his refreshing temperament.

This is undoubtedly an extremely useful trait, different from captivating active skills such as Charm, this is an excellent ability that can make the person talking to and looking at each other involuntarily let go of their guards.

We can imagine that such a temperament can appear in dating agencies, psychological counseling rooms and neighborhood committees, which is quite suitable. (cross out)

However, this comforting gentleness seems to be ineffective now.

Next door to Nightingale's siege, on one side is the psychic attack alliance formed by Earl, Laer and Matthew, and on the other side is the loli group formed by Jack, Tongyao, and Helena. The battle between the two sides has already entered the fierce stage of life and death, but Because of the "bang" sound not far away and the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, he was slightly stagnant.

"Senior?" Matthew turned her head sharply.

The Sphinx's breathing stopped, and the Pharaoh frowned and turned his head slightly, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and let out a little "Huh" in surprise.

——Aside from being a little more serious during the battle, a certain master who is always funny is throwing the green-haired hero to the ground, like a wild beast that suddenly went berserk.

That posture seemed to punch a certain monk in Guanxi, but the heroic spirit who was grasped by the collar, suddenly suppressed, and targeted by strong anger firmly blocked her next move, and her face still had that gentle look on her face. look like.

Long green hair spread out on the carpet, and the jade-like beauty bent her eyes, as if she had expected Wen Shuo's outburst, and asked, "Remember?"

remember what?

When he saw the bottle of red potion, Wen Shuo felt a tingling pain in his mind, which was very similar to the feeling when he first entered the castle, and after Enkidu smiled and asked questions, the tingling pain finally came to him. The sharp pain escalated.

The mountain roar stimulated the brain nerves like a tsunami, red bloodshots gradually surged around her eye sockets, and her eyes turned from clear to chaotic.

She pursed her lips tightly, but her hand holding the white robe trembled a little, and she didn't talk to Enkidu for a while. When the sudden anger and sense of loss of control finally eased, she said in a hoarse voice: "What do you know?"

"Sure enough, you are the mastermind behind all this, right?"

After the stinging tide receded, she vaguely had the slightest impression of the red medicine bottle.She thought of the sea of ​​flowers that appeared suddenly and the mysterious man's letter paper, and the red liquid medicine was also mentioned in the last letter...

I will not mention what it refers to, but this kind of psychological suggestion and his own uncontrollable emotions made Wen Shuo's suspicion of Enkidu the greatest. How likely is it that this closed illusion is closely related to the person in front of him? relevant?

Enkidu lay on his back on the ground, letting Wen Shuo hold his collar, and raised the corners of his lips helplessly.

"I'm not a mastermind behind the scenes." He still smiled with crooked eyebrows, "I'm just a passerby who happened to know a lot of secrets..."

Passers-by?Believe it or not.

"Calm down, please?" Enkidu whispered soothing words, "Why don't you try other methods if you want to retrieve the lost memory?"

"for example?"

Enkidu smiled very touchingly, "For example..." He raised his arm, the bottle of red medicinal liquid in his snow-white palm was more vivid and magnificent, shining under the light, "Drink this."

Wen Shuo was noncommittal, staring at him with a cold face.

"I just ask a question."

Enkidu's smile remained unchanged, and gentle water waves still rippling in those green eyes: "Say it."

"Will you participate from the beginning to the end?" Wen Shuo stared closely into his eyes.

"Never made a shot, because I was just a bystander."

After a while, Wen Shuo let go of Enkidu's collar, stood up on the ground, his eyes regained a little clarity, "Hmph..."

Even if you don't believe it, so what, this person is probably the same as the rest of the people here, and she doesn't have the slightest chance of winning in terms of force value.

She rubbed the center of her eyebrows with a headache, glanced at Enkidu who was still smiling, and then looked at the small bottle of red potion, feeling more and more irritable.

Jack retreated decisively after missing a blow, and her double-edged cross guarded her chest, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

But now she was staring at Enkidu's direction, whispering softly: "This is the person, this is the person..."

With a flash of silver light, the sharp blade drew a sharp arc, but was suddenly blocked by the man surrounded by flames of revenge.

The Cave King waved his hand, and the energy and flames overturned the assassin, "Your opponent is here."

Although I don't know why this silver-haired loli suddenly has such strong hostility towards Enkidu, even if the master is there, the vengeful ghost will never let her pass.

The petite figure was as light as a flying kite, and then he bent down to grab the ground steadily, and shot out like a vigorous cheetah in an instant, with a silver light in his hand, "Why do people always hinder Little Jack and his mother... ..."

"Go to hell!"

The delicate and innocent voice was full of malice, and the words she uttered were even more merciless. As her main opponent, the Cave King flashed his eyes and countered politely: "A dead thing like a tool, even despair and hatred A sad existence that I can't even feel...you should disappear!"

The sudden blazing blue radiance engulfed the rich dead air and soared, which caught off guard and burned the nursery rhyme who couldn't dodge it in time.

The servant who looked like a girl exclaimed "Yeah", "Second mother!"

"I told you not to call me the second mother!" Mrs. Blavatsky, who was only 145 in height, had a flash of embarrassment on her cheeks, and stretched out her hand to pass the nursery rhyme with a wrong step.

La Er squinted his golden eyes happily, taking advantage of the gap between Helena and Tong Yao's retreat, and made a decisive decision to help his teammates make up the knife.

In the light mist, the radiance of a white rainbow piercing the sun followed by the stream of flames hit the petite figure fiercely, but half of the silver-haired Lolita's fierce slash was taken away by a large purple-black shield.

"Well……!"

The Cave King took the lead and took Matthew aside.

In front of his eyes, the figure of the silver-haired loli gradually became translucent. She whimpered like a small animal, showing a sad and unwilling expression for the first time.

Blood snaked down from her exposed belly, and quickly wet the gorgeous carpet. The assassin gasped and murmured coquettishly: "Ah, I'm so annoying... I'm sorry, mom, obviously, Obviously I'm going to have a younger sister soon..."

There was an inexplicable gust of wind in the hall, and creepy ballads rang intermittently: "...a golden cup filled with blood, irrigate the warm uterus, and two golden cups filled with blood..."

The Cave King stared at Jack coldly, not surprised by this result.When almost everyone's attention was drawn to Wen Shuo and Enkidu, he was still secretly wary of this elusive assassin.

Helena and nursery rhyme are nothing to be afraid of, only this petite and agile little girl has always been showing a strange color, she is not afraid of pain, has a strong recovery ability, and has extremely superb blocking skills, just like a tireless dead soldier.

Moreover, that "mother" must not be Nightingale, Edmund made a judgment.He doesn't think this is an ordinary title, so will that "mother" suddenly appear?He pursed his lips.

The golden spirits gradually scattered around, and the silver-haired girl's figure was about to disappear. She closed her eyes lightly, with a peaceful appearance about to return to her mother's body and fall into a deep sleep.

With a slight movement of the translucent fingertips, the golden spirit sparkled, and a magnificent crown inlaid with precious stones appeared in those little hands.

Suddenly, the man's pupils shrank, his heart trembled, and he resolutely ran towards Wen Shuo's direction. "Master!"

"Hee hee hee... My sister will definitely like my gift..."

After the bloody Jack finished his last sentence, he collapsed completely, leaving only a golden crown——

"Master——"

—a crown left by a martyr enough to fulfill anyone's sweet vision.

Wen Shuo was stunned for a second when she suddenly heard the shout, she turned her head subconsciously, a golden shadow appeared in an instant, she was startled, her breath was suffocated, but her hand involuntarily caught Hua Mei who flew over with a snap of her fingers. crown.

It was a crown with seven sharp corners and inlaid with colorful gemstones. It was magnificent and elegant. Time could not make it decay, but it could only give it the majesty and arrogance after the weather.

Wen Shuo glanced lightly, but was deeply attracted at the first glance——

warmth.

Nostalgic tenderness and pure color.

"Master!"

It seemed to be calling from far away.

However, Wen Shuo saw nothing but the crown in his eyes.

Many chaotic and magical images seemed to flash before her eyes, with clear color blocks and complex patterns, but they were all swallowed by a bright and warm light, which shrouded her body, giving birth to an intoxicating warmth.

It's like a newborn baby wandering in the gentle and lingering songs, sleeping peacefully and soundly in the warm and humid amniotic fluid of the mother.

So reassuring, so mesmerizing.

All the chaotic and nerve-piercing noises in the trance disappeared, only low and soft whispers sweeping at the apex of her heart.

An unknown melody sounded intermittently, and a burst of rich fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose. I couldn't tell whether it was fantasy or reality, but it gradually overlapped with the weird nursery rhyme that Jack hummed casually.

A faint white smoke curled up, slowly forming the outline of a woman, with a low back and a gentle, elegant and ethereal.

In the hazy smoke, the woman's eyebrows and eyes seemed to have waves of love.

"Mom..." The girl followed the outline of the dream in a trance.

"Good boy, mom finally has you..."

The author has something to say: the loli group is almost ready, but unfortunately there are no loli controllers present (