Dressed as Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

The guard was still screaming.

It's really full of energy, like the standard blond, big-breasted, and brainless girl character in a horror movie, making everyone's brains buzzing, wishing to resonate together.

"Damn it-!!!"

"I'm most afraid of ghosts!!!"

"I didn't hurt you before, why did you come to me!!!"

Is this group in front of you a human or a ghost?

Or an undead made of resentment?

No one is sure.

After all, the forest of thorns is too dangerous, so dangerous that everyone can't believe that a god servant who has just passed the qualification test can walk out of it with all his body and tail.

Especially the servants who were well aware of the danger of the Thorn Forest, their jaws were about to drop, and they had no time to react, so they could only stare blankly at Dusula.

It was Anatasha who rushed forward and wrapped her arms around Dusula's neck.

"Sister, sister! I knew you wouldn't die! They all said you were dead, but I don't believe it! Sure enough, you didn't die!"

Such Anatasha, of course, made Dusula feel at ease.

only……

She gasped for several breaths, and said, "You come down first, the impact and weight you suddenly pounce on, I can't bear it... To be honest, you are fat, and your waistline is tsk tsk tsk."

Anastasia: "..."

Can you speak at all? !

But being mad at Dusula was better than Dusula's real death.

Her sister and her mother are the most important people in this world. Her sister stood up at the most difficult time at home and took a completely different path for ordinary women. This had a profound impact on Anatasha.

Anastasia laughed again through her tears.

The wonderful interaction between the two sisters finally made Linda and others react.

Linda, Meryl, Kit and others ran over and surrounded Dusula.

Lei Nuo also wanted to surround her, but because of his ancestral arrogance and shyness, he hesitated for a few seconds.

As soon as he touched his nose, there was no room for Dusula. Lei Nuo wanted to squeeze in, but everyone other than him was very strong. Want to squeeze?no way!They elbowed him straight back.

Everyone's expressions were both shocked and surprised.

"How did you get out?!"

"You didn't die...I mean how did you survive?"

"Woooooo, it's great that you're alive!"

"What about the thorns? Have you cut them all? Does the thorn forest still exist? Or has it become a historical attraction?"

All kinds of problems are like firecrackers, one wave after another.

Dusula didn't have time to answer at all, and couldn't utter a few words.

Besides, the ten bottles of water of life given by Heath belonged to gray income, and it seemed not very good to tell people casually.

So Dusula simply played a sloppy eye.

"Want to know? Hahahaha do you want to know? Are you curious?"

"Speak quickly!" everyone urged.

"The thing is like this." Dusula said mysteriously, "After I missed the chance to escape, I was thrown into the air by the thorns, and the thorns beat me up, and then..."

Then? !

Everyone's ears perked up.

"...Let's listen to the next chapter." Dusula put her hands on her hips, laughing wildly, "Hahahahahahaha!"

Everyone: "..."

Beat her to death now, and let the real funeral that turned into a fake funeral turn into a real funeral again, is that okay?

Some people realized after being excited that this is not the place to speak.

So Linda hurriedly said: "It's good for people to come back. Isn't it always said that luck is also a kind of strength. Now let's solve the funeral first, and I will report to the church."

In one sentence, Linda directly attributed the miracle of Dusula's recovery to luck.

Those who understand naturally understand what she means, so the topic gradually shifts to other places.

With the help of everyone, the unnecessary funeral was packed in a short time.

Dusula did not go home with Anatasha and Mrs. Zha Ming, but went to the hall under the name of the church with Linda and the others.

Mrs. Cha Ming looked worried.

Her daughter received the same education as Anatasha since she was a child.

Looking at it now, she feels guilty about it.

I don't know when it started, but Dusula gradually became independent, became more and more powerful, and became more and more well-known, and she gradually disappeared.

Mrs. Zha Ming was relieved, but also a little lonely and worried.

Especially when the news of Dusula's death came, Mrs. Zha Ming even thought that she would rather Dusula be mediocre, like most girls in this world, find a handsome and rich man to marry than her so early die.

Dusula could see her uneasiness.

Even though this mother and sister have no blood relationship with the real her, and are the vicious villains in "Cinderella", since the day she was born, their feelings for her have been sincere and warm, and Dusula naturally couldn't let them go .

She walked over, held Mrs. Zha Ming's hand and said, "I will be careful, don't worry."

She even said to Anatasha: "When I am not around, you are already an adult, remember to take good care of your mother."

Anatasha nodded solemnly. This silly sister was still a little dazed and naive, but in Dusula's eyes, she was cute and cute.

Dusula and Linda came to the hall.

Almost every town in the church has a hall for the servants to use.

A simple barrier has been set up outside the guild hall, and they can exchange information with peace of mind inside.

Dusula doesn't need to explain to others, or even Linda, but she still has to explain to the church.

After all, for her funeral, the church published it in the newspaper, and there was a letter of condolence written by priest Pierre.

The money is not in place, but sincerity is absolutely full.

Now that it is an oolong, it is an oolong. Where is the face of the church?

Even if the church is shameless, the church's phone can no longer be blown up!

They haven't answered calls other than complaints for a long time, and most of the complaint calls are complaints against Du Sula. If there is no reasonable explanation, it will be endless.

Servant Pierre also attended Dusula's funeral.

So he is also in the clubhouse now.

Because of the matter of the water of life, Dusula had no way to explain it. Luna avoided her even during the exam, so she knew that she couldn't talk about her relationship with Luna, at least not yet.In view of this relationship, Dusula had already started making up stories on the way here.

Sitting in the conference room, before anyone started to ask, she consciously had an expression of "reminiscing about the past".

"At that time, I almost died, and the thorns almost hanged me." Dusula said heavily.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense instantly.

Dusula: "Then I don't know why, the thorns may lack companionship, they entangle me and continuously provide me with energy, and I am alive again."

other people:"?"

Dusula: "Then it went crazy again and started beating me violently, and I was about to die again."

"Then it healed me again." Dusula said solemnly, "You understand, like Jingfen, healed me while beating me."

Others have begun to have some disbelief.

Dusula continued: "But I'm not a vegetarian either. I can learn and improve! I'm dying and living, living and dying. Under the instinct of survival, I became stronger and bald. ...Oh no, I'm not bald, it's someone else who is bald, anyway, I've become stronger, and the thorns can't touch me anymore, so I came out alive."

The forest of thorns once gave Pierre a fatal injury, which made it difficult for him to go out to work now. Pierre frowned, "Alive, come out?"

Dusula: "Yes. My story is like this. I don't know about yours. This thorny essence is sometimes cruel and sometimes gentle. I don't know what's wrong with it. Maybe long-term loneliness leads to mental abnormalities."

Servant Pierre is not very convinced, but there are no other witnesses with long mouths. It is better to say that it is the mercy of the sun god to walk out of the living creatures. It is even more impossible for the thorns to open their mouths. They can only use what Dusula said. Version prevails.

Besides, she was able to come out alive and become stronger, and the church should not be harsh.

So Pierre didn't ask any more questions, and the briefing session ended here.

After listening to this passage, Pierre returned to the church and returned to his command.

He said to Linda: "You can go back in two days. Now that Dusula is still alive, you don't need to blame yourself too much. Presumably your punishment will be lighter."

He walked over to Linda and patted her on the shoulder.

"I can't blame you all this time, don't worry, I will fight for you."

Linda breathed a sigh of relief.

In the evening, a simple but delicious dinner was prepared for Dusula who returned safely.

Before the meal was ready, Dusula was looking forward to it.

This is much more exciting than paper reports and explanatory meetings.

She waited in the private room, thinking of the story she made up, and while feeling funny, she also thought of the unspeakable culprit.

The face of Luna is exactly the same as the face of Sleeping Beauty in the forest of thorns.

What the hell is going on here, a mere coincidence?

Dusula wanted to ask.

And at this time, where is Luna?

What are gods busy with every day?

She remembered that she had a pair of pearl stud earrings and could contact Luna.

After Dusula put it on, using the method taught by the moon god, the divine power slowly circulated through the earrings.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar male voice, as cold as the west wind, came from my ear.

"Dusula?" Heath asked, "What's the matter?"

Dusula cut to the chase: "Well, a few days ago I went to the castle in the thorn forest. I don't know if you know it? Oh, but this is not the point. The point is that I saw a silver-haired boy inside."

"..."

There was no speaking, not even the sound of breathing.

Dusula paused for a long time.

She is hesitating.

In the end, curiosity won out.

Dusula asked: "He has horns, and his face looks exactly like yours... No, it's like you when you were a teenager. When you grow smaller, he will be like that. When he grows bigger, he will become you."

She spoke a little confused, because her thoughts were also confused.

Luna asked calmly, "What do you want to ask?"

"Oh, the point is this..." Dusula curled her hair with her index finger, and felt her heart cross.

Luna waited with bated breath.

Could it be...?

At this time Dusula asked: "Is the one sleeping inside your son?"

Moon God: "..."

"Or your grandson? Great-grandson? Grandson? Great-great-grandson? It can't be a great-granddaughter, right? It's not impossible for a girl to be a man." Dusula racked her brains, but couldn't think of a more appropriate parent-child relationship.

Moon God: "..."

I really want to open your little head to see what brand of cement slurry is inside.