In the God-forsaken land where she was born, everyone feared her, cursed her, and hated her.

Every pair of eyes that looked at her told her - we want you to die!

She had forgotten what she had done, anyway, the other side was full of scum who had also fallen into purgatory on earth, so let's burn them all......

After burning, the world is quiet.

No more vicious swearing.

There were no more eyes that pierced her heart.

It was this extremely heavy sin that should not be borne by an ordinary girl that made her feel like she couldn't breathe and was about to drown.

But at this moment, there was an existence who was not afraid of her terrifying flames, strode up to her, and said that she was cute!?

Before she became the saint revered by the people of New Orleans, she was just a girl who was pure to the extreme.

This long-lost praise makes Joan of Arc messy in the wind!

She didn't even realize that her fire tornado had shrunk by a large circle in an instant.

She wasn't really an elemental, her flame was actually a spiritual power, the source of her anger against the Duchy of Burgundy, the third party in the Hundred Years' War, and England!

The decrease in mental power, which is the source of power, is reflected in the weakening of the flames.

If Wang Hao wants to 'shark' her, now is undoubtedly a good opportunity.

Are you kidding?

I, Wang Mouhao, never kill my sister and preach!

Wang Hao walked in front of her slowly but firmly, with an momentum that she felt was already irresistible.

Hei Zhen was visibly shaken, and the black cross sword she held flat trembled visibly. The pure black sword swings up and down at least 5cm, and a thorn-shaped X-shaped gauntlet on the sword trembles like a sword flower.

Her yellow pupils were still full of disbelief.

Wang Hao let out a chuckle: "The times are different! Joan of Arc! Your face, in the eyes of me and my subordinates, is a great beauty that everyone wants to soak!"

Recalling the 'sincere' and explicit calls of those sand sculpture fish, shrimp and crab people, Hei Zhen became even more chaotic.

"What, what...... "Heizhen's feet went limp, and he staggered back: "How is it possible, a murderous witch like me?"

"Murder?" Wang Hao expressed contempt for this word, puffed out his chest, and proudly said: "Killing people for selfish desires and greed is a murderer! Killing people for the reproduction of their own country and nation is called a hero! Of course, the hero of the enemy is my enemy." This is true for all generations. I've killed 100,000 orcs and enslaved all the herbivorous orcs among them, but now they call me king!"

Perhaps, this is domineering!

If you kill a lot, even if you are puffing up the spirit of the king, you are still domineering in the eyes of others!

Heizhen's heart was bombarded, and she couldn't help but feel weaker in her legs, and took another step back.

Wang Hao's fingers, which were wrapped in a thick water element, lightly pressed on the sword, pushed away the sword, and further narrowed the distance between the two.

Near!

It's so close!

Heizhen, who is only 159cm tall, even if she has high-heeled combat boots, still has to look up at the burly man in front of her, she was shocked by the handsome face like Prince Charming in a fairy tale, and she couldn't help but breathe rapidly.

She took a third step back.

"Boom!" she pressed her back against the wall.

It's not good, there's no way back!

Almost all the shame and anger in her soul erupted collectively, and she subconsciously waved the battle flag on her left hand and knocked on Wang Hao.

From a combat angle, waving a flagpole more than two meters apart from a distance of less than a meter is very stupid.

Wang Hao grabbed the flagpole with one hand, and the terrible thousand-degree heat on it couldn't hurt him at all, and pouted: "Don't you think that your clumsiness is actually quite cute?"

Lovely!?

Lovely.

Cute –

In his lifetime, neither in this life nor in the previous life, no one had ever said such a thing to Joan of Arc. Before joining the army, she was just a peasant girl, her face was black all day long, and even black mud was hidden between the nails of her ten fingers.

After joining the army, in order to fight, it was even more common to wear men's clothes.

Indeed, before she was about to be burned at the stake in her previous life, a nobleman tried to violate her in order to weaken her chastity in order to successfully slander her as a witch.

It has nothing to do with 'cuteness'!

In her simple worldview, it should be the daughter of an aristocratic family who can use such a description.

Breathing rapidly and her body softened, for the first time in her reincarnation, she felt that the flames around her were too hot.

It was just a little bit, and she was about to collapse on the ground like mud.

Seriously, Wang Hao didn't want to tease her. At first, I thought her three views were a bit ridiculous, and I purely wanted to tease her. Gradually, he recalls what players have told her on the forums and is attracted by her poor background.

Really right, Wang Hao also felt an inexplicable attraction emanating from her, which should be about the power of [Dragon].

He knew that he shouldn't tease her, but he couldn't control himself.

When he came back to his senses, Wang Hao found that he had already blackened his chastity.

She trembled, it was a face mixed with self-disgust and infinite entanglement, which could be called a master of [Yan Yi]: "Wait! Won't you really be disgusted by my disgusting face?"

Wang Hao pressed against the wall with his left hand, held her extremely marked melon seed face with his right hand, looked at each other, less than ten centimeters away, and said calmly and gently: "Dear, do you need me to give your face a kiss that symbolizes friendship?"

Kiss?

What is Pro?

Does it mean 'dear'?

Heizhen, who didn't understand the language of a certain treasure, subconsciously misunderstood.

Hei Zhen blushed and turned her head: "Open...... What are you kidding! Who are you kissing? You have to kiss me, the most unpleasant woman in the world?"

Mind me, is this the legendary French tsundere?

"Then I'll kiss it!" Wang Hao slowly pressed down his tiger lips.

"Ahh

Conscience of heaven and earth!

Wang Hao really kissed his cheek.

But at the last moment, the system suddenly prompted: [You have activated a passive ability (Raging Charm) based on the charm value of Dark Joan of Arc, and Dark Joan of Arc must go through a mental check with a difficulty factor of 36...... Psychiatric ...... Due to his extremely low willpower, he failed the psychiatric test ......]

Wang Hao didn't have time to read the text in the back, and then he was stunned by a pair of soft things like rose petals.

Wang Hao was forced bitterly: "Woo! Woo woo woo (if you really don't want to meow, you can let go!)" Even his neck was stuck by a pair of tender arms wearing black hand armor, and he couldn't retreat.

For the shameless attack of the enemy!

Wang Hao refused!

A certain clove tongue poked in, and Wang Hao pushed it out.

If you reach in again, you will push it out again.