Eighty-fifth bowl of soup (four)

"Oh, it's so miserable. If you continue like this, you will die."

Elsa alerted: "Who is it?!"

In the dark night, a girl with snow-white legs exposed sitting on the towering tree. She was wearing a black skirt with her arms like lotus nodes on the trunk, and her legs were swaying boredly. Therefore, in the night, her snow-like skin looked even more dazzling.

When I saw the other person's face upwards, it was so familiar. Even Elsa couldn't help but exclaim: "Envy!"

ha?

Qinghuan was stunned for a moment. This was her own body. How could Elsa know her? "You recognize me?"

"Of course I recognize you!" Who doesn't know you? But - "How come you are here?"

Qinghuan could not find any memory about Elsa in her mind. This body was not possessed casually, but created by herself. But Elsa would not lie, she really knew herself. But then again, this was not important. "It should be more important than asking me, you should be yourself?" Qinghuan still shook her legs, "I finally saved her life by her companions. If she couldn't escape, her companions would die in vain."

"How do you know..." Thinking of Gris, Elsa's eyes turned red. Even though she bit her lips tightly and refused to let the tears fall, Qinghuan also saw the tears on her face.

"If you are sad, please wait until you leave here before continuing." Qinghuan jumped from the tree, and his soft cloth shoes fell to the ground silently. "Eat this."

Seeing Elsa hesitating, she said politely: "You are dead, are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Elsa gritted her teeth and swallowed the black pill. She suddenly felt a heat rising from her lower abdomen, and her already exhausted body seemed to have begun to improve. Qinghuan had turned around and left. She did not hesitate anymore and followed.

She was seriously injured. In order not to let Gris die in vain, her companions left separately and made an appointment to wait in the old place. If all the staff were not here in three days, then those who successfully escaped would immediately leave here and return to the rebel camp in order to retain the greatest strength possible.

The guards of the Holy Church were tighter than those of the royal palace, with endless patrol soldiers, even power grids were set up on the walls, and beasts tamed by the Holy Church. She could hide here entirely because Elsa carefully pressed her chest, which was a fragment of Gris' wings. She tore her wings at the last moment and asked them to collect them closely to cover up the breath. The elves are races close to nature. These overlapping barriers and bushes, if there were no fragments of wings, they would have been caught long ago.

He was too careless and overestimated himself. He actually thought that he could save Grace with his current ability... If they hadn't come, Grace would not die, and she would still be alive! Elsa followed Qing Huan while wiping away tears. For the first time, she truly realized the terror of the Holy Sect Priests. Their abilities were vulnerable in front of the magic of the priests! And Su... right in front of them, they turned into ashes in the sunlight...

How could they be so stupid? How could they be so stupid? They came to die, they killed Grace!

Qinghuan sighed, picked up Elsa before the soldiers found it, and just jumped over a few bushes when a strong light suddenly appeared in front of him, and a violent impact came towards him. The wind was mixed with sharp blades. It would be strange if he was not dead.

What the hell... it is impossible for someone to find her trace... When something urgent happened, she could only throw Elsa out. She should be able to fly quite far, and her life was fine.

Qinghuan rubbed her aching shoulder and started to be a good person again, giving these guys some time to escape. Fortunately, Elsa was the last one she found. If she had her to attract firepower, she would basically not die.

She just did what she promised Gris to save her friend, but that was the only way. The direction of this world has nothing to do with her. As long as the world does not perish, human struggles cannot be avoided.

It was indeed a long time since the fight. Qinghuan smiled, but when the strong light flashed by, she realized that the person standing in front of her was not an ordinary person... This person... I have never seen it before... The priests of the Holy Church were all wearing white robes. What was different from the ordinary church was that the clothes were embroidered with gold threads around them, but this person was wearing black???

"You dare to come back. Hell won't be taken away by a woman like you." The man in black robe has a sickly elegant look, with slightly black eyes and extremely pale skin without blood, but his eyebrows, eyes and facial features are extremely beautiful. "Okay, so I can kill you again."

He raised his hand and a strong wind blew around him. Qinghuan had just seen the power of the wind, and it would be strange if he didn't break his bones when he came to this world for the first time. But who is this person? Why do he look very familiar with her and extremely disgusted with her? Why did he say that he killed her again? Could it be that he had killed her before?

If Qinghuan hadn't been sure that she wouldn't recognize the other person, she would have thought she had lost her memory.

"Mr. Envy! Please confess your guilt to Mr. S!"

What?

Qinghuan stared at the man in black for a while, avoided the strong wind, jumped onto the big tree and sat, still shaking his legs and looking down at the other party: "Who are you? I don't know you at all."

"With such a deception method, do you think I will be fooled again?" S chuckled, raised his hand, the wind blade cut off the tree trunk, Qinghuan hid away, and said in a low voice: "Hey, I really don't know you, you recognize the wrong person!" What a worry, this person really wants to kill her!

S looked at her faintly, "If you say you don't know, you won't know. In short, you will die here today."

His eyes were pure black, extremely ruthless and without waves. It was also an understatement to say that Qinghuan's life was to be taken lightly. He stood there without even moving, and the ground around him cracked. Qinghuan didn't notice it for a moment, and then the vines in the bushes tightly wrapped around her as if they had consciousness. In the blink of an eye, Qinghuan couldn't believe that she was caught. However, it didn't matter because the skin disappeared, and she was very curious about why this person knew him, so she did not struggle. Instead, she said rationally: "Do you have something to say? I still cherish my life."

"This is nature, you have always cherished your life." S drew circles with his fingers as he played, so the vines wrapped Qinghuan tighter, almost suffocating her to death. "What else can you do except deceive and betrayal?"

Qinghuan is about to die unjustly. Even if she can't be called a good person, she will never do anything to deceive or betray. She suddenly thought that she wouldn't take the blame, right? Maybe it was Linglong? That girl could definitely do it without heart and ruthlessness, but they didn't look like each other at all. Maybe this Lord S was a face-blind?

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the other party was really interested in killing, Qinghuan quickly stopped: "I really don't remember anything. Even if I want to kill me, I have to give me a reason? Do people in the Holy Church always take this care of human life and kill innocent people?"

"Innocent?" S savored the word carefully and smiled. He was extremely beautiful, and when he smiled, he was even more obsessed with beauty, but there was an indescribable gloom in his beauty. "A woman like you deserves this word."

He has been deceived too many times and does not believe in lies like amnesia.

"I swear! I really don't remember anything! Even if you want to kill me, I should confirm my crime! How can I die in such an unknown way?"

S seemed to be moved by her words. He lowered his head and thought for a moment. His fingers moved slightly, and the vine retracted. Qinghuan fell from the air, and he had no intention of catching her. Fortunately, she was flexible and fell to the ground smoothly. Unexpectedly, she was tied up by the guards in the next second and was handcuffed and shackled.

"..." Is it necessary to do this?

"This shackle is made of the most precise metal. You can't get it away, so don't do meaningless small movements."

Qinghuan said, "I want to feel why it's so light." She tried it, but she really couldn't get it away. She didn't know what it was made of. She also engraved many strange spells. Could it be that they were used to lock the demon?

S snorted lightly, Qinghuan sighed heavily. She originally wanted to save the person, but she secretly followed Elsa and the others according to Grace's wishes and helped her in an emergency. Unexpectedly, a strange person came out halfway, which made her curious and couldn't help but want to figure it out first.

Anyway, Gris' friends will not die for a while. Each of them stuffed a pill, hoping that they would be smarter and not try to sneak into the Holy Church to take Gris's body away, but go back to regain your energy and work hard to become stronger.

If you are too naive, you will not only not protect your friends, but also lose your life.

Along the way, Qinghuan secretly remembered the route in his heart, and finally stopped in front of a huge door. The white-robed priests who had seen before were lined up respectfully at this moment, put their right hand on their left shoulder and bent down to salute S: "Sir S."

S walked into the door as if she hadn't seen them, Qinghuan followed behind, and then she saw the priests showing surprise expressions, but it was fleeting and soon she couldn't see it.

These people seem to know her, including a maid she accidentally bumped into before. Seeing her like a ghost, what was going on? She was very sure that she didn't know S, and she had never been to this world.

There is a huge hall in the door, and the pillars divide it into many parts. At first glance, there is a yard, palace, river, and forest, which is very strange.

Whether it is the Holy Teaching, S, or Qinghuan are even more interested.

And this strange memory of being recognized.
Chapter completed!