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To be honest, no matter how paradoxical this copy has always been, this is still the first time Lin Sanjiu has seen the "magic" in a fairy tale with his own eyes.

Lyra's screams still seemed to echo in her head—this was already the second protagonist in distress—and she tried to keep her composure, and though she didn't know if it would work, she stood motionless in the shadows, trying to slow her breathing and heartbeat, hoping that the other wouldn't notice her.

The soldiers guarding Cinderella's room had already fainted, and were now lying limp on the ground, motionless. Looking through the crack in the door, between Lin Sanjiu and Cinderella, there was a back floating in the air, covered in a halo.

The man was wrapped in a dusty robe, hunched high and bulging like a tortoise shell. The dry and messy hair was clumped into clumps of gray and drooped down from his back, and a wrinkled piece of skin exposed under his robe was no better than the hair. Fairy's characteristic transparent wings look like the stumps of two dead flies.

Although Fairy has all the features, no matter how you look at it, Lin Sanjiu doesn't think that the "fairy godmother" in the fairy tale should be like this.

Blocked by the figure, she couldn't see Cinderella's expression. Laila's shadow was like a drowning person, rising and falling in her mind, and was finally pressed down by Lin Sanjiu. She listened intently to every word of Cinderella in the room—"I—I know, but the man who brought me to the palace was not a prince at all......"

"Oh dear, don't worry about it senselessly," Lin Sanjiu was startled as soon as the back figure spoke—because it was clearly an old man's voice, dumb and old-fashioned, but still a little greasy: "The deal we made was so that you could be with the prince, and you paid the price, and this goal will not change......"

When he said this, he seemed to think of something funny, and laughed like a girl.

In this case, it is obvious that it will not be able to comfort Cinderella. Her voice was uneasy: "That...... I can trust you, right? ”

The old man raised one hand and replied, "Of course." Your request is to get away from your old life and be with the prince...... Don't worry, I've never broken my promise, and it's a bit of a twist, but it's about to happen. ”

"Thank you, thank you!" Hearing such a clear promise, Cinderella finally relieved herself and sighed with relief: "It's so strange now, it scares me a little...... Oh, by the way, did you come to the palace to find me? ”

The old man laughed twice, "...... There was a poor young man who was bent on an astonishing position of wealth and could not get it. I'm here to make a deal with him. ”

"He's from the palace?"

While listening to Cinderella's casual questioning, Lin Sanjiu quietly took a step back into the distance.

It's okay to say that she judges people by her appearance, but she is full of distrust of this old man fairy. Why the hell did the palace steward and the other man tie up Cinderella, just ask them if they did?

Although her movements were silent, they were very swift - in a few moments, Lin Sanjiu had already turned the corner and was already quite a distance away from the room.

It was precisely because of this that when the old man's fairy voice came to her ears, it was a little erratic: "...... Oh no, dear. Because of his ...... The colors are weird, and you make fun of people in the circus team, which is much worse than you were at the time......"

Lin Sanjiu's footsteps paused.

What color is quirky?

A vague thought came to her mind, confirmed in Cinderella's somewhat startled and raised voice, "Huh? It turns out that there are still people in the world who are born with this color of beard? ”

Bluebeard! You can't go wrong!

Listening to the old man's voice muttering something like "wife, a lot", Lin Sanjiu's heart seemed to brighten up a lot all of a sudden—she finally figured out a little bit of the context of this copy of the fairy tale. Presumably, Bluebeard made a deal with the old man and fairy in Cinderella's palace and became a rich man on the rich side, so he later married Laila and others......

Presumably, killing Lyra and presenting her mirror to the king is also something that will happen in the future in this "Cinderella storyline".

If you can find Bluebeard and kill him first, then Layla will be able to save her in the future!

With a calculation in his heart, Lin Sanjiu felt a big sigh of relief.

The conversation in the room continued, just as a jumping fire came from not far away, and she hurriedly picked up the unconscious soldier on the ground and quietly retreated into the corner. Two maids passed by her, one with a plate in her hand and the other with a lamp.

As their footsteps reached the door, Cinderella's room fell silent. After a few seconds, her somewhat uneasy voice came out: "Who, who's outside?" ”

"On the orders of the Steward, I'm here to bring dinner to Miss Ella." A maid said respectfully.

Ella is Cinderella's real name - in order to humiliate her, her two sisters changed her name to Cinderella, which means "Cinderella". Cinderella seemed to be thrilled by this name she hadn't heard in a long time—her voice choked up a little, and she sniffed twice before saying, "Okay, thank you." ”

When they pushed the door open, Lin Sanjiu's gaze fell in, and Cinderella was the only one left in the room.

Now go to Bluebeard, you might just run into the old man fairy. Even if her combat power had increased dramatically now, she didn't want to be reckless in the face of magic - if she was turned into a mouse or something, it would be too late to regret it - after thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu still set her sights on the head of the palace.

Although the palace is not large, it is not an easy task to find it layer by layer, room by door.

What is a little strange is that the main rooms and palaces in the palace are decorated with large black curtains at this time, which not only provides Lin Sanjiu with a lot of hiding places, but also dyes the atmosphere in the palace somberly.

Following the black pressing color all the way, Lin Sanjiu came to the door of a side hall.

The solemn voice that had been heard once in Cinderella's house was faintly peeking through the gap between the two gates, and it should be the head of the palace who was undoubtedly the head of the palace—what he said, but he couldn't hear it clearly. Lin Sanjiu knocked out the guards at the door, walked lightly to the door, lifted the black curtain, and put his ears on the door.

“…… Your Highness Sidger, please pay your respects. The governor's voice sounded low, as if the speaker was also immersed in grief, trying to hold himself: "Now that the eldest prince is gone, the future of the country depends on you......

"Brother, he...... It's not worth dying so much! A young man's voice cut through the air like a knife, and there was something extreme in his voice that made one want to retreat. When he said this, he seemed to be a little unable to speak, and the manager hurriedly comforted him softly.

Lin Sanjiu waited patiently for a while, only to hear Prince West Germany cheer up and speak again: "Is the coffin ready?" ”

"It's almost done. Because I didn't expect this girl to be so thin and small, the previous mold seemed to be bigger, so I changed the coffin a little......"

"You're taking it too seriously! This kind of thing, what does it matter if it's big or small—"

Prince Sid's eyes were red, and before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a bang, and before his eyes could react, his body had been swept down by a momentum, his neck was clenched tightly, and even an exclamation was blocked in his chest with the air.

It took a few seconds for the manager to understand the situation. He took a few steps back in a panic, drew the sword that the prince hung on the wall, and before he could shout, the strange woman who was pressing on the prince calmly spoke: "Don't scream! As soon as you make a sound, I'll strangle him. ”

The steward nodded stunned.

"You just said that you were going to prepare a coffin for a skinny woman—who is it? Is she dead? ”

Lin Sanjiu's arm was strong, and he pressed the desperate struggle of the West German prince. He was a young man with a high forehead and thin hair, and half of his face was covered with bruises—and judging by his expression, it seemed that he would rather die than let the woman in him succeed.

The manager was so frightened that he said a few words in a row, "Your subordinates are light", and then he clutched his sword and said, "...... The coffin is for Cinderella! ”

Even if he guessed a little, Lin Sanjiu's face still changed slightly in shock.

"That woman is the sinner of this country!" The steward didn't know what he had thought, and he seemed to have forgotten the red-faced Prince of West Germany, and tears crawled all over his face: "His Royal Highness Peter, who is about to take over the throne of the king, has been thinking about her day and night since I met her...... even went on the road for one of the shoes she left behind, looking for a girl who could wear them all over the country. As a result, as a result, an unexpected ......"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned when he heard this, and his subordinates couldn't help but relax slightly. As soon as the air entered the windpipe of West Germany, he hoarsely said, "My brother is still on his way on a rainy night in order to find her as soon as possible...... Killed by a wild beast! ”

"No matter what, I want that woman to be buried with me!" Sid's flushed face was blue, and a pair of eyes protruded from a brief lack of oxygen, as if crazy.

Rainy night...... Beast......

"Tell me the details-" Lin Sanjiu's face was very unsightly, and his hands tightened. As soon as Sid let out a short whistle, the steward hurriedly spoke: "Your Highness Peter, he seems to have seen the wounded man on the side of the road, and was attacked while he was going to help him!" And beside him, there's a battered hunter—"

That's right.

The three stories are finally connected. Lin Sanjiu thought about it carefully, so to speak, the story of Little Red Riding Hood happened first, followed by Cinderella, and finally Laila......

That's a big step forward—she gasped, and was about to withdraw her hand, when suddenly her gaze froze on a familiar piece of furniture.

"The second question, the silver mirror...... Who got it? ”

Lin Sanjiu asked dryly.

That's right, that's Leila's mirror. (The novel "Doomsday Paradise" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be 100 lucky draw gifts for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! )R1152