Witch for All 1994

Xuenan Lake District, inside Junlin Palace.

"Anjie's victory symbolizes a new way of thinking being used in the game. Perhaps as the game format becomes longer and longer, it will be a common tactic to use the first few rounds to kill the opponent's magic power..." Enjoy After finishing her early supper, Erin walked into the bedroom and flipped through the German newspaper "Kerweiler Zeitung".

Reading the newspaper while walking gave her a little pleasure.

This is unladylike...

But there's no one else here but me!

...she thought with great emotion.

The magic of sunlight floated with her mood like breathing. The next moment, Erin felt a bit of noise. She instinctively threw the newspaper forward, threw her right hand back, and the handle-like wand slipped into her palm from the hidden space.

Buzz!

Magic power like sunlight gathered and extended from the hilt like a long blade.

"Who?" Eileen said coldly.

If it had been in her time, she would have struck with a sword, along with a magical word such as 'law: death', or 'blasphemy: shatter'.

Alas, the more civilized world cannot handle it in a more violent way.

...Miss Irene, while sighing at the changes of time, she secretly condensed a Sunfire Explosion.

Although when watching the game today, Lin Zhaojun's Yangyan Burst was embarrassingly unable to break the defense, but that was Lin Zhaojun!

Although Irene liked this skilled witch, she had to say that she was stronger when it came to playing with sun-flame spells.

The place where the murmur lingered was in the bedroom, high up in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window facing Xue Nan Lake.

That 'noise' slowly came back.

It's an impeccably beautiful face, and a pair of red eyes that clearly don't have much emotion, but make you feel like they're filled with a thousand thoughts.

Erin realized who this was:

Angelette, the witch who suddenly appeared in her bedroom, was the witch who summed up her decades-long rule. She was the second near-god witch to be dubbed "pseudo-omniscient and pseudo-omnipotent".

"It's me." The iconic, refreshing voice between a girl's voice and a mezzo-soprano sounded.

"It's you." Erin breathed a sigh of relief, removed the spell in her hand, dispersed the brilliance of the staff and put it away.

Anjie watched all this silently and then said:

"Want to get something to eat and celebrate?"

celebrate? When this concept came to Irene's mind, she saw Angelette's outfit.

Wearing an ordinary pure blue casual skirt, her long legs covered with red pantyhose are wearing a pair of blue sandals, and her graceful body curves are fitted by exquisite fabrics. Her long gray hair was casually draped over her shoulders. At the same time, there was a small shoulder bag hanging on her shoulders, which was still a luxurious but low-key world-famous brand.

Daily clothes... Irene's eyes ran across her body. The warm yellow lace and cute matching made it look like sleeping clothes.

This is so unladylike.

She realized this and asked helplessly:

"Celebrating what?"

Anjie sat down on the table next to the floor-to-ceiling window in an unladylike manner, her blue sandals almost falling off, only her toes wrapped in red pantyhose hanging on.

She raised her arms, feebly as if cheering, and seemed to be reciting scripture:

"Celebrate! My! Victory, ah, probably such a celebration."

This woman really has a problem. She has had problems since she was a child... Irene didn't want to talk to her, but after thinking about it, she still asked:

"Why are you looking for me?"

She clearly realized that Anjie was different from other 'pettering little fairies'. Anjie was the type that said, 'the more you ignore her, the more she likes to mess with you'. Annoying type.

In order not to be entangled any further, I had no choice but to go along with the other person's wishes.

"Ha." Anjie crossed her legs. She was very good at footwork. In this situation, her shaky sandals were still hooked by her toes. "Probably, I can only find you."

"Huh?" Irene didn't want to follow this guy's wishes like all kinds of CP articles.

When she's about to say something hurtful.

Anjie suddenly looked a little lonely, pursed her lips, turned her face sideways, and stared at her with her big eyes:

"For people like us, only our enemies can celebrate with us. When we die, only our enemies will lay flowers on our graves. I will never celebrate my victory with the witch who is afraid of me."

She smiled again:

"Besides, at my birthday ceremonies since childhood, you were the only one who really gave me something I liked, and you were the only one who really came with the idea of ​​'I'm here to attend this child's birthday celebration'. Most of the others They are all afraid of and obsessed with my strength and worship, do you understand?"

She spoke very fast and changed her words very quickly:

"That's right, I don't hate cultism, but that feeling is not very good, do you understand?"

I understand, I understand. Ever since I defeated Ovelia, all my friends have had blind fantasies and admiration for me... Irene sighed, originally thinking, 'You can celebrate alone, anyway, you If I could call you in the past and enjoy this alone celebration together, it would be like deleting all the text entered on the keyboard.

While hesitating, he typed another line of text:

"Okay then, how do you want to celebrate?"

"I heard that you have an amusement park that has been built but has not been put into operation?" Anjie kicked her legs quickly, but as if she had control over her magic power, the precarious pair only hung on her toes. The sandals I wore never fell off.

Amusement park... Irene put on a sunny smile and shook her head:

"No, that's too childish."

Erin used the Chinese words she learned vividly:

"childish."

"But I have never gone anywhere to play. I don't have a mother to take me to an amusement park." Anjie said.

The lethality was frightening... Irene had to admit that in just half a second, the thought of 'pity' flashed through her mind.

But some things cannot be compromised!

It was so lonely for two people to go to an abandoned amusement park or something.

I am different from her, I have many friends... Miss Irene thought.

She walked to the master bedroom, sat on the huge bed, looked at Anjie, thought for a moment and asked:

"Are there any other alternatives?"

Anjie paused for about three to four seconds, then turned her head and whispered:

"I beg you."

Just like a sour lemon, when the freshly squeezed juice is drunk, the sour feeling spreads to the surface of the skin almost instantly. Eileen covered her face in an unladylike manner, sighed and gritted her teeth and said:

"You are a bastard, you have no shame, no, no ladylike manners!"

The more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying.

Even with Eileen's long life experience, she couldn't tell whether Anjie was lying or telling half-truths.

This woman is so scary!

Just like flowers and plants that are born to use poison, just like bad women who are born to know how to use their aggrieved and pitiful appearance to seek benefits.

But nothing can be done.

The witch who longs for help is like a dandelion, like any beautiful flower that is hard to refuse.

Eileen felt that she would not be able to sleep on time today, so she put on a forced smile, tilted her head, and asked in a voice that was almost broken:

"You want to celebrate, why don't you invite someone yourself..."

"Because they may not be willing to come when I invite someone." Anjie returned to her normal state, her legs dangling, and she said noncommittally, "Although they have a good relationship with me, I don't have as much affinity as you do. . 'When Angelette invited me, she was asking me to do something serious', and 'When Irene called me, she was probably really playing together'. These are different concepts. Do you understand the concept? Irene."

"You usually give people the impression that you are too strong." Irene wanted to solve this troublesome woman's problem from the bottom of her heart.

Being entangled with Anjie is very painful.

This guy will find ways to harass you every day. Maybe he is a homebody.

"We'll talk about it later. Think about who to invite first." Anjie was as subtle as a hedgehog in this regard, putting up her defense as soon as she said it.

Eileen had no choice. After thinking about it, she asked first:

"How is Sharon Curie? She usually loves to play, but she's been under a lot of pressure recently."

"Okay, okay, we are calling the contemporary Syndra, that is, Alice. I have prepared two hundred cans of Hamster brand tobacco, plus some mint water, and it will last a day." Anjie said shaking her legs.

A long-time smoker... Erin sighed. She could smoke, but she didn't like it that much. She would only take two puffs of special enchanted cigarettes when she needed to buff before a battle. However, as long as Anjie is happy, this woman will disturb you all night long if she is unhappy...

Erin racked her brains:

"Well, call Alice too, and Sharon. Then, let's call Jiang Han? She also loves to play, but she loves to play too much, and she also loves to eat."

Anjie nodded:

"Okay, okay, call Yelica again, the Gluttonous Cologne Witch. I can prepare food for two hundred witches, enough for them to eat and drink. Ah, call Li Lisi again..."

"It's not easy for Li Lisi to shout..." Irene felt that Anjie was making things difficult for her.

"No, no, no, you must be able to shout. You are the best, Ai Bao." Angelette let out a very refreshing laugh. Her legs were shaking, but she still controlled the sandals to hang on her toes. .

"Why don't we call her Dinisha again? We can also have a singing party. She sings very beautifully." Erin recently received a favor from Dinisha, which is not big or small, so it is suitable for a place like this.

Anjie nodded her lips and said willfully:

"I also want Roxanne, she sings beautifully too."

Eileen felt that she could no longer give in, but she was silent for a moment and nodded:

"Okay, I have a relationship with her. I'll give it a try. Just say it's a simple gathering of friends without any meaning."

"This is a deception in itself." Angelette shook her head, but laughed again, "However, there is no need to tell her such insignificant things, just decide the quota... By the way, when will you and Di Is it related to Nisha?”

"You already knew." Eileen replied.