The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 85

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If I hadn't been taught by Arecio a few months ago, he might have simply ignored this subtle feeling. After all, as a dark creature, he just needs to be cute enough. However, Alessi taught him to temper his spiritual power, taught him to open up the territory, and experienced the northern front. I also grew up quickly and began to have my own judgment.

He made a quick decision, rolled his eyes, and chased after him without hesitation.

"please wait a while!"

The staff member tensed for a moment, turned his head in confusion, and watched me trot towards him.

I've already thought of an excuse.

"I want to ask... Is the site under construction open now? Can I go in and have a look during my lunch break?" The airflow moved when he spoke, and he looked extraordinarily innocent and cute.

However, this is only an appearance after all. Under the guidance of the fire of Arecio, they have already moved forward.

The staff seemed relieved and smiled gently.

"Most areas are okay, some are still under construction and are more dangerous, so you can't enter."

I thanked him happily and said that I would go there tomorrow to take a look. After separating from the staff, he went back to his room and called Arecio without saying a word.

"Yes, I think it's very strange." He affirmed, "There is a parasitic life in his body. I don't know why it was not detected in the medical examination when he entered the headquarters. It may have some special functions."

"What am I going to do... um... meet Lucy and Dongdong first... and then try... kill him?"

"… "

Arecio was silent for a while, and then he highly praised my awakening, but he still had to make a point.

"You can do more work on prevention and try not to startle the snakes."

I came down, hung up the communication, couldn't sleep because of the excitement, so I ran straight to Helgodon and Lucy. He patted Helgodon's door first, and picked up Helgodon, who was already in a daze. Helgodon turned into a wolf, and took him to Lucy's room while yawning.

I know Lucy usually sleeps late, and sure enough, after they knocked on the door, the Lich was still awake. Lucy casts extremely strict protective magic, and as her control over the remains of the Sea of the Undead increases, she is now more adept at using magic. I explained the cause and effect again, Lucy nodded slightly, she was completely different from the one who walked in the direction of life, what she was familiar with and in charge of was [death], so she brought up another idea.

"No matter what those worms want to do, if there is any change, just kill it." She stretched out the bone hand that was always hidden under the sleeve of the robe, and a blue soul butterfly appeared at her fingertips, with gorgeous wings The wings are against the white bones, and there is a kind of eerie beauty.

"Butterflies are very flexible and are great for catching insects."

The first time I saw this kind of creature, no, it should not be called a creature, because I did not perceive any life breath from this butterfly, it seemed to be a creation of pure elements.

"It's the first time I've seen this!" He touched it curiously, and the soul butterfly flew up and landed on the tip of Helgodon's nose. The wolf-eared boy shook his head and his ears twitched.

"It didn't exist in ten thousand years, and the butterfly has just recovered." Lucy followed Arecio's request and did not disclose the existence of the Sea of the Undead for the time being, but Soul Butterfly can come in handy, "I will let them Temporarily lurking in the sea, when needed, you can fly up at any time."

"If there is someone who is being controlled, I will come." Helgodon said succinctly.

They discussed eagerly for a while, and it was really late, so I and Helgodon said goodbye and left. Lucy escorted them to the door, and suddenly I turned around and gave her a serious look.

"I think you're in great shape now, Lucy." He laughed. "Have you noticed the look in your eyes? No more backing away, looking straight at others, brave and determined."

He repeated, "That's good, Lucy."

Lucy was slightly startled, her bony hand grabbed the sleeve of the robe and smiled at me.

"I feel so too."

After sending off her friends, Lucy just closed the door when the voice of God rang behind her.

"Is that the little guy who worships the perch?" He floated lazily in the air, his voice was indistinguishable, "Very interesting, you are [Death], he is [Life], and another one that can be used as a powerful body You werewolves fighting for time...reminds me of when I was with my brothers."

He seemed a little sad.

"How saddened I was to hear the news of Behemoth's collapse, and how saddened I was for Peregrine when this misfortune was about to befall me."

"...It won't happen again." Lucy said softly, her hand holding the sleeve of the robe loosened, and her dark eyes were bright.

"The past history will not repeat itself."

During this period, because Leviathan in the Three Pillars was always with her, she also heard many stories of that era. She has always been quiet, before because of cowardice, but now because of Jing Si. She came to understand more and more the lich from ten thousand years ago, her sad wish to bring the dragon back, insight into the wisdom of the temple's thousand-year plan, and her determination to protect the world at the expense of herself.

She didn't fall asleep, but avoided surveillance and dived into the Emerald Inner Sea.

Most of the ruins of the entire Sea of the Undead were under her control, and Leviathan seemed very happy, dragging his long glowing translucent whiskers to float. The girl lich's head rested on the huge bone scepter and sank into meditation, hoping to control the remaining ruins as soon as possible.

"Don't run too far, we'll go back in five hours." She whispered to the wandering Leviathan. Although he was a god, his romantic and free personality made him look like a child.

In five hours, Darph would come to wake her up, and it was her routine check-up.

There is a precedent for Lucy's routine physical examination. When Zhu Heng was still there, he devoted himself to resolving her psychological problems, but there was no improvement. But Arecio recovered, took her by his side, taught her to use her own power, and was accompanied by a partner. Lucy became more cheerful every day, and the frequency of physical examinations also decreased.

Therefore, for the rare medical examination, even Arecio made time to get the medical report as soon as possible.

"Very healthy, and I haven't gotten sick at all recently." Noah smiled, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, "I wish the doctor's entrustment, fortunately, did not live up to it."

Darph was currently considered half of Lucy's caregiver, and he was relieved to hear the words, and then rudely rushed Helgodon to be weighed. Helgodon was reluctant at first, and Arecio threw the eye knife, and he obediently stood on the instrument.

Looking at the numbers displayed by the instrument, Darph sighed.

"I knew it would be like this."

Helgodon has been eating and drinking a lot recently, especially when he and I are together, they even order takeout. But his physique is different from mine. I'm a zombie, it doesn't matter what kind of food I eat, Helgodon is a living creature, and the most direct result of eating too much is to grow meat.

Helgodon lowered his head, and I also lowered my head, waiting for Aresio's criticism.

Arecio took a deep breath, and was about to state the dangers of eating takeout when he suddenly saw a neurotic look in his eyes, which was filled with the words "I usually order takeout myself, so don't educate others now."

"… "

Arecio swallowed all the relevant words and only criticized Helgodon, as an excellent fighter, for actually condoning the weight gain. Helgodun regretted the beginning, and for the next three months, his meals could only be solved in the cafeteria.

The medical examination is over, and the preparations for the carnival are still going on. Arecio was about to leave when he heard Noah Qiqiai Ai's mouth, speaking to Darph.

"Then let's rehearse a little this evening? I mean, non-working hours."

Darph nodded shyly, while Arecio looked at him with a confused look, and it was the gossip trumpet I who secretly tugged at his sleeve and whispered in his ear.

"Isn't it possible to perform in the square during the carnival? Doctor Noah and Miss Darph just rehearsed a free play." After a pause, he added more excitedly, "Actually, I think the two of them are in love. ."

Arecio's face was blank, he seemed to realize it only now, he seemed to have eaten dog food again.

It doesn't matter, this dog food is at least eaten with him by the neuropathy!

Thinking of this, Arecio felt a lot of psychological balance. He turned his head and was about to look at the neurotic expression, but his body suddenly hung in the air. The neuropathy picked him up like a cat, put it on the instrument that had just weighed Helgodon, glanced at the value, and made a "uh" sound.

Arecio... Arecio is fried!

"Actually, compared to your body shape, it's a bit fat..."

"To shut up!"

Arecio got down from the instrument, so embarrassed that he wanted to weigh the neuropathy. He was about to repeat the movement that the neurotic carried him just now, when he suddenly discovered the subtle height difference, and the neurotic also noticed this, evoked a slight smile, and took the initiative to open his arms to him.

Rather hug.

"… "

"Why don't you hug?"

"… "

I have consciously stood next to Lucy and Helgodon, and the three are piled up in a pile. I feel that the left is a love bubble, and the right is more love bubbles, which makes people tremble.

Just... facing the show? Anyway, there is always dog food.

Ruzius has always felt that he has a problem, that is, he can't control Aresio, and it is easy to end. He has also tasted the bad consequences of doing so many times, but he can't change it, and he is still fighting to the brink of death again and again.

For example, now, he originally just wanted to bring the love show back, but when he saw Arecio staring at him, he couldn't help but tease him again and again, until the car overturned, and he overturned as he wished.

Arecio did hug him, but he was on top of the device.

Arecio clapped the dust on his hands that didn't exist, and glanced at the numbers, the neuropathy was indeed much heavier than him. Seeing that Arecio was optimistic, Ruzius sat up silently, and dared next time.

"Get up, go home." Arecio couldn't do anything about the neuropathy, but this time he didn't feel the despair on the show's face. It can be seen that the neuropathy's attention has been diverted very well... Why do I look at him that way

I "tsk tsk" twice, shook my head, and walked away with my hands behind my back.

Arecio: ? ?

"Won't you give me a hand?" The neuropathy sitting on the instrument suddenly spoke up. Although Arecio disliked it, he stretched out his hand and pulled him up. He found that the neurotic mood was too good, and before leaving, he greeted Noah and Darph for the first time, like a winner.

"Go home." He naturally put his hand on Arecio's shoulder, paused for a moment, and then began to move down.

"… "

Arecio quickly grabbed his hand to avoid being picked up again, and he knew that the neuropathy had no good intentions. The neuropathy held his hand with a backhand. Arecio had experienced so many waves just now, suspecting that the neuropathy was trying to do something else, and after earning it, he tried to draw his hand.

"Stop making trouble with you, go home."

Arecio felt the saint's fingers inserted between his fingers, a very gentle gesture of interlocking fingers. He didn't have time to think about it, he was already being pulled forward by the neuropathy, who was still asking.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Where else can I want to eat in Arecio? His mind is full of that hand! With hindsight, he felt his cheeks get hot. He wasn't sure if his guess was right, but he knew too much about neuropathy. This kind of meaningless and gentle movement was almost insulated from neuropathy. In his impression, neuropathy , always the saint who seems to be isolated from the world.

But... hands...

Does the neuropathy also have a crush on him...? Not the kind of sympathy, not the kind of tacit understanding under the mutual understanding, but...

But the madman didn't look back, didn't take the initiative to bring up this topic, he opened his mouth several times, but he was finally defeated by shame.

He thought of the star ring he had glued in half.

Or on the day of the carnival... ask

Watching the two leave, Noah never imagined that he was about to officially leave the list and the day he was shown in reverse. He smiled helplessly, turned to look at Darph, and the moment they made eye contact, they couldn't help but laugh.

"It's still that time... uh... rehearsal..."

"Um."

"I'll go back and change the script again..."

"Um."

"You get off work early, early, don't be too tired."

"Um!"

I don't know why, but Darph felt that such an ordinary conversation also made her want to cry. Sometimes she would have some vague dreams, dreaming that in the lively market, she was walking aimlessly, and suddenly she saw people gathered around, so she went to have a look curiously.

The young and beautiful troupe actress saw a prophet sitting behind a booth with her blind stick aside, holding a crystal ball and muttering to herself.

"Bang", smoke appeared in the crystal ball, and the crowd exclaimed. The old woman who was measuring was clenching her hands nervously, and the prophet slowly opened his gray eyes, announcing excitedly that this woman was about to have a marriage.

"However," the old woman hesitated, "my husband is behind you now."

The Prophet's expression froze. Behind him, the angry old man raised his cane. The Prophet hurriedly hugged his crystal ball and stumbled away. She laughed so hard that she could barely stand. She felt pity for the prophet who was inaccurate in divination, so she stepped forward, comforted her softly, and saved the prophet.

The crowd dispersed, and the Prophet stood shivering with his crystal ball in his arms.

"Thank you, sweet-sounding lady." The Prophet was still immersed in the aftermath of shock, "I am not cheating money, people at the market know that I am not accurate in divination, they just come to listen to me. It's a strangely nice thing to say, and I don't know why or why someone would take it seriously."

He stumblingly finished speaking, paused for a long time, and raised his head shyly.

"Miss, can you test, test your marriage?"

"For you, it's free for life."