"Wow, ah, ah, ah——!!!"

The sense of loss of wielding the spear overlapped with the propulsion of the ring around it, and Nightshade blinked, and there was a thump in his heart.

He knew very well that Freya could pause time for a while, but just because her mental quality was good didn't mean that her body could withstand it.

While withdrawing the elemental power of the Ring of Circle, the Night Bowl flew straight towards the end of the open space by inertia. Colorful elemental particles are dragged along the way, and it looks like a rainbow...... In fact, judging by the trajectory of his current fall to the ground, there is nothing wrong with saying that it is a rainbow.

Dizzying scene transitions flickering back and forth in front of her eyes, and Yelu scrambled to balance in mid-air.

Damn, it's too late!

Without any hesitation, Ye Xuan shook his hand and let go of the spear he was holding tightly in midair. Hurriedly hugged his head and shrunk his body to reduce the increase in the area of the collision, and lifted his spiritual power to protect his body.

“DOO——M！”

The world is spinning.

Doubt life.

Luckily, she was lucky enough to crash into a door, instead of slamming into a wall and sliding down as a blur. Even so, he fell to the ground like a rubber ball, and DuangDuangDuang bounced back and forth, and finally collapsed on a soft spot.

——!!Uhh

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

The pain was transmitted from the limbs to the brain, and Yeyu comforted himself that as long as he could still feel the pain, it meant that he was still alive, and tried to adapt to the pain and curl up to prevent himself from fainting.

Alchemy Armor Mobile City is a very good armor, yes, it can be immune to most elemental damage, but it is not too bad in terms of physical defense! Yeyu felt like she was draped in a thin cloth, and all the damage was fed back to her body truthfully.

No, if you don't get distracted, you will be overwhelmed by the pain, and your consciousness will soon dissipate...... Panesy Panes. Nighto's efforts to recall about Pannis, a method that is stupid and easy to mistake for being a dog food, but it works.

Slowly, Night's mind was full of Panish's figure, and he couldn't help but smile faintly.

An invisible force swelled up in the heart that was accelerating and supporting the night to open his eyes.

"Shhhh

At this moment, whether it was pain or Panishi, all of Yexi's mind was plundered by the things in front of her.

He gasped deeply.

The right hand trembled and pressed against the chest, the subtle ups and downs came to the soft touch, and the phantom pain spread in the position of the heart.

The pain of dying once has long been deeply imprinted in the depths of the soul.

"It's ......"

Photo.

Photo of a white-haired girl.

Countless photos of white-haired girls.

The overwhelming number of photographs covered the original appearance of the room, and the flat walls, floors, and ceilings were pasted with pictures of the girls. The night is just a quick glimpse, whether it is the appearance of the girl when she was a child, or the appearance of a beautiful girl now, there are all here. It's as if the time when the white-haired girl grew up was locked in a photo album, and this room is a memoir.

"This is Lanterea...... right?"

Long white hair, pale blue armor, and a silver sword. Judging from the photo, the slender facial features are also quite upright, the body with delicate lines, and the cobalt blue eyes that imply transparent brilliance.

These traits are the same as those of the uninvited brave Lantelea.

Night's gaze looks towards the ceiling, above which hangs a large picture frame.

The afterglow of the setting sun is divided into fragments through the stained windows.

The young girl, bathed in orange light, drew her sword from the platform, her dull cobalt blue pupils reflecting the brilliant sword.

The hypocritical clergy congratulated silently, clapping their hands in a tiny arc. The sons of the eliminated nobles gritted their teeth in the shadows, and the candidates who had not yet performed the sacred sword ceremony showed a look of despair, as if death was near.

"The happier someone laughs, the more someone cries."

Yelu muttered to himself, and he looked down, and had to rejoice that his luck was okay.

Obviously he stalled from high in the air and crashed into the end, but he stumbled into a room by mistake, and in addition to avoiding crashing into the night sauce, his final landing point turned out to be on a bed. I have to say that the texture of this bed is really good enough, comfortable so that the night night almost fell asleep, and there is a good smell, and there are even two pillows on the bed.

A LANTELEA LIFE-SIZE PILLOW, AND A LANTELEA LILY COLLECTOR'S EDITION PILLOW.

"Wow......"

Ye Yu was suddenly able to understand why he had myocardial infarction when he saw these things, and he had never seen such a room full of unhealthy factors.

Qi Wanwan, the childhood sweetheart of Yexi, also has such a secret room. There are also a lot of photos of him in the room, and there are dolls that Ye Yu gave her on the bed, and even Ye Yu has cut out her hair in the drawer.

So the question is, who will be in this unique room for this sick Jiao?

Black Dragon Kuloai?

How can it be.

Yelu laughed miserably twice, and turned back with a look of despair.

Freya, whose eyes had lost their highlights, stood in the doorway, and the invisible murderous aura locked on Yeyu's body.

"What if I say I don't see anything...... I promise never to tell anyone! Will you believe me? ”

What luck?

I'm killing myself.

"Dead man, no, speak."

Freya's tone was like praying to a corpse.

"Help! Brave! What about you!? Ye Yu panicked, and instantly forged a black dagger and put it on the pillow, "I'll tell you, I'll tear it if you come over again-"

At this moment, the young night girl did not know.

Even if it is a hostage-taking, it is necessary to distinguish the target.

The moment the night hung the dagger on the pillow, time stopped.

The sickly Freya remained elegant, her slender and slender onion-white fingertips tapping the Black Xuan dagger in Yexi's hand. With a soft sound, the forged dagger that could easily pierce the steel melted into foam like the first snow melting.

Freya's fingertips slowly moved upwards and stopped in front of Night's forehead.

- As long as Freya is a little bit now, the night will pass away quietly like the dagger of Black Xuan.

“……”

Looking at the familiar face at a very close distance, it is obviously the soul of the night, but it is lodged in the body of the princess Panese. This strong sense of incongruity gave Freya's chaotic mind a hint of clarity.

Things haven't been figured out yet, and you can't just kill her.

What's more, if it's really night, she can't be killed...... But it's so angry!

It is a capital offense to trespass into a girl's boudoir without permission! Everywhere it is, it's a capital offense!

Freya unhappily canceled out the magic of her fingertips, but still bent her fingers a little childishly. In the realm of time pause, Yezhu's head was first thrown backwards by a violent blow, and then the upper body was forced to stop on the trajectory of leaning back.

"I'll forgive you this time, for the sake of me being in a good mood."

Thin lips unconsciously spat out this mutter.