[Comprehensive] The whole world has its own bgm, except me!

"What! You want to borrow the Soul Stone? Absolutely not!"

Thor's loud voice almost broke the glass on the top floor of Fulian Building.He stood up abruptly, with a shocked expression on his face, but immediately expressed his opinion that it was impossible to borrow anything.

Just kidding, if you borrow the Mind Stone, can you return it?

Although Thor hasn't asked Jian Jia what he wants to do, he has already opened his mind to the version of the goddess of death, Jian Jia, who is dressed in tight black and stands indifferently on the top floor of a high-rise building. Billions of Atrium people dance until they die.At that time, Asgard may not be spared...

It's scary to think about it.

He trembled, and became more determined not to give Jian Jia the soul gem.

Jian Jia: "..."

Only from Thor's rich facial expressions, she can see what the other party is thinking.

"I didn't intend to do anything bad, so I just use it for a few days, maybe one day is enough, and I will pay you back in time, and I will never default on it." She raised her hand to promise.

Thor: "You people in the middle court are the most cunning, don't even think about it."

"Since you said so."

Seeing that he didn't get in, Jian Jia sighed leisurely, sat back on the sofa again, and raised her legs: "Then should I reveal my true nature?"

"What are you going to do?"

"As you said, the Zhongting people are cunning." Jian Jia smiled meaningfully.

"puff."

Natasha couldn't help laughing, noticing that both of them were looking at her, she covered her cheek with one hand, pretending to be playing with her gun.

"So?" Jian Jia looked at Thor.

Thor said, as the god of Asgard, how could he be afraid of Jane Jia.

Of course it is a choice——

……

"So you just got the Mind Stone?"

"In fact, there are still some twists and turns in the middle, but the result is the most important." Jian Jia said and spread her hands, and the Soul Stone was in her hand, which was buckled from Loki's scepter.

It's just that Jian Zhongjian was always thinking about the Soul Gem for some reason, and almost absorbed it when she wasn't paying attention.Fortunately, Jian Jia reacted quickly and was not swallowed. For this reason, she coerced and lured, and finally calmed down the sword in Shi Zhongjian, who was about to move.

If there is an accident, then there is really no way to explain it.

"What are you going to do? Do you need my help?" Strange asked.

The soul gem in the palm exudes a lustrous light, looks crystal clear, plump and smooth, and is fascinating.

Jian Jia clenched her hands tightly.

"No, I'll do it myself this time." She pursed her lips and smiled.

Strange looked at her, and suddenly raised his lips: "Come on."

"Of course, there is no suspense."

Sometimes, a word is destined to pay for it, like a rising flag, things are often the opposite.Jian Jia didn't want to lose miserably after she said her big words.

After saying goodbye to Strange, she returned home.

The room was quiet and silent, Mint was lying on the balcony, blowing the warm wind, his furry body slowly rising and falling with breathing.

Jian Jia's movements were light.

After returning to the bedroom, she closed the door and took the book out of the drawer.

She has read this book many times, and the content in it is more familiar than memorizing the knowledge points of the college entrance examination.

Jian Jia sat by the bed with the book on her lap. She opened the book and read it page by page, holding the Soul Gem tightly in her left hand.As she thought, this book was probably the closest channel for Voldemort to contact her. She had a vague intuition that she should be able to find Voldemort in this direction.

Just then, a miraculous scene happened.

A light lit up, getting brighter and brighter, until it illuminated the slightly dim bedroom.

really--

Jian Jia's brain was a little dizzy, but she was already sure in her heart.She closed her eyes, shook her head slightly, and when she opened them again, the scene in front of her eyes really changed.

Into the dream again.

The long cold winter has passed, and the branches outside the window have sprouted fresh shoots. The greenery is so conspicuous that Jian Jia was stunned.

She thought it was always a cold winter without seasons.

"My lord, have you made up your mind?"

"Decide what?"

Jian Jia turned her head and saw several ministers standing beside her, and the bishop also stood beside her.

They were richly dressed, and even the bishop's robe was embroidered with gold thread.In comparison, this hall is a bit shabby, the murals on the wall are slightly faded, and the stained glass has probably not been cleaned for a while, and is covered with a thick layer of dust.

The bishop looked slightly surprised, but still showed his usual kind and somewhat reserved noble face. His cheeks were very white, without the slightest trace of beard, which was a little softer.

"Choose your mage, my king."

...and this again.

Jian Jia vaguely understood why these people appeared.Including the bishop, they are the ones who guide her to make choices.

But who she will choose, like the attitude of the sword in the stone, is entirely up to her.

"Now that we have survived the long and severe cold, it is time to recuperate and recover our strength. Choosing a mage is an important thing you cannot avoid, and please make a decision quickly."

The bishop's calm analysis made the ministers nod their heads in agreement.

Jian Jia held the Soul Gem tightly in her left hand.Just as he was about to speak, there was a commotion outside, which didn't sound like a good thing.In the hall, everyone followed the prestige, and the soldiers also raised their spears and pointed them in the direction outside the door.

"It's him!……"

"that person……"

"The devil, the banished devil..."

The noisy sound lasted for a few seconds, and gradually, like a balloon being deflated, there was a sharp cry at the beginning, and then there was nothing.

There was a commotion at the door, not talk of hatred and fear this time, but panic as they stomped on each other and scrambled to get out of the way.

Jian Jia heard the sound of war drums, low and heavy, every step made people tremble.

She raised her head, and saw a person walking slowly in her direction from the door.People lowered their heads one after another, and rushed to both sides like a tide, not daring to look directly at him, their expressions were so terrified and humble that they wanted to kneel down, their legs trembled so much that they couldn't even stand firmly.

Sure enough, it was Voldemort.

Jian Jia's expression became calmer.

Voldemort was wearing a black robe, and under the rendering of light and shadow, it seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-colored darkness, which made him look unreal and strangely beautiful.His steps didn't look fast, but he arrived in front of Jian Jia in a few breaths.On the straight bridge of the nose, a pair of eyes were blocked by shadows, but when looking at Jian Jia, he smiled arrogantly and mockingly.

"It's you."

"I shouldn't be too late." His voice was slightly hoarse, so clear in the silent hall.

"King! Do you want to choose this person!"

Although the bishop was afraid, he asked tremblingly.

Jian Jia looked at Voldemort. She stood on the two steps and was able to look at him.Looking at each other, Jian Jia raised her chin slightly and said, "My mage won't be him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped, because they were all tightly oppressed by a devastating and terrifying pressure, unable to move.

Voldemort stepped forward and grabbed Jian Jia's arm, which was terribly cold.

"Have you thought about it?"

"If you let me go, maybe there is still room for mediation." Her expression was calm.

He laughed, and on his young and handsome face, there was a certain ambition that did not belong to young people.

The sword in the stone on his chest jumped suddenly, and in the next second, a burst of icy breath burst out from his body, forcing the sword in the stone to leave Jian Jia's body.

Voldemort took it in one hand.

His action completely frightened them.

Even Jian Jia was a little flustered: "What are you doing!"

As soon as her words fell, a gust of black air slowly spread from the hilt, covering the entire sword.

Jian Jia's expression turned cold.

She suddenly clenched the soul gem in her hand, and when the other party was not paying attention, the energy burst out suddenly!

Voldemort, who was still complacent just now, seemed to be hit hard by something, his body stopped, he let go of his sword, and looked at Jian Jia, with a dark cloud in his eyes that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

"I said so." Jian Jia grabbed the hilt of the sword.

People fell to their knees on the ground one after another, with their heads and arms pressed against the ground, their expressions full of fear.

It seemed that a force was pressing Voldemort so hard that he couldn't move, and he could vaguely hear the creaking sound of bones.

Jian Jia stood opposite, with a resolute expression.

"I wouldn't choose him..."

Every time Jian Jia said a word, the terrifying power accumulated more and more enormously, and Voldemort suddenly fell to the ground, his back arched like trembling strings, but he didn't show any sign of giving in.

The mind gem is exerting the most important power, and both mentally and physically are suffering greatly, which is unavoidable.

So did Voldemort, of course.

His complexion was pale, but he kept on trying not to say a word, the arm that was holding on to the ground so as not to fall was already shaking like a sieve, seeing the bean-sized beads of sweat slide down his cheeks, and finally dripped on the ground, Seeps into carpet.

Jian Jia's eyes showed a slight unbearable look, her heart moved with compassion, and the words she blurted out paused in her mouth for a while.

"Give up." She squatted down and whispered, "Thank you for your help before, but we shouldn't have crossed paths. As you can see, we will only be hurt."

"..." He didn't speak.

The bishop lay on the ground and asked tremblingly, "Are you..."

"I..." She pursed her lips and changed her words before she could speak.

Unexpectedly, the situation was reversed in an instant.

Voldemort, who was still being tightly suppressed just now, moved his body and shook the loose ends of his hair. Jian Jia was taken aback when he saw him raise his head.

The eyes of the two are facing each other, very close at hand.Under Jian Jia's astonished gaze, she stood up with her hands on the ground!

The radiance of the Soul Gem shined brightly, and for a moment, everyone stared at this scene in panic.The soul gem in the palm is warm, and there is a faint energy flow.

Jian Jia immediately took a few steps back.

Voldemort was still under great pressure, but his body stood upright. He raised his eyes, stared at Jian Jia, and watched carefully for a moment.

Then, hooked lips into a smile.

……Oops.

Jian Jia could clearly feel that the dream was being quickly controlled and devoured step by step.

The Soul Gem can no longer control the situation!

The author has something to say:

Jian Jia: I'm going to break with the slice demon king!

Voldemort: That's up to me :)