Bai Xue Dancer looked at the clothes in An Rui's hand, but she didn't rush to pick them up, and after a few seconds, she said word by word: "Don't dream, I can't give you this dress, if you want this dress, you might as well kill me." ”

"I will not kill you, because you will not sin unto death. Since you are determined not to give us your clothes, we will have to take them ourselves. Ann Rui gave Quasimodo a wink, then turned back, his back to the Snow Dancer.

Quasimodo and Sam then turned their heads away, and neither of them disdained to take advantage of it.

Seeing that the three of them had turned their heads, Bai Xue Dancer couldn't guess the intentions of the three people, so she subconsciously thought of running away and took a step back. As soon as she made a move, she immediately found that her body was imprisoned by some invisible force, and she couldn't move at all!

Quasimodo raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The clothes on Snow Dancer's body immediately moved, the hidden thread buttons were unfastened one by one, her arms were raised, and the dress began to move upwards and detach from her body. She was so frightened that she turned colored, and screamed, "No! Don't take off my clothes! ”

If you don't know the inside story, the people who hear this shout will definitely misunderstand and mistakenly think that there are people playing tricks on this barren mountain. People.

The Snow Dancer's shouts didn't help, and Quasimodo didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and it didn't take long for the dress made of angel wings to break away from Snow Dancer's body, fold neatly in mid-air, and float towards Quasimodo's palm.

After losing this dress, Snow Dancer is like a white swan with no hair. Instantly losing her original charm, the glimmer of light on her body dimmed, revealing rough skin. The look on his face was gone, and he turned into an ugly face that was uneven.

Her eyes twitched, she looked down, saw her own dry palms, and exclaimed, "No! No! No! ”

The voice was amazingly loud, and the voice was full of penetrating power, echoing in the barren mountains and mountains. Some of the beasts roared.

Sam covered his ears and muttered, "This voice is almost as powerful as sonic magic." ”

Quasimodo continued to cast his magic, putting on the dress that Anrui had prepared for Snow Dancer. Finally dealt with a qiē. Anrui took the dress and put it into the space package.

The three of them slowly turned around and looked at the Snow Dancer who had been completely beaten back to her original form.

"We're leaving, before we go. Can do you a small favor at the end. Send you back to the city of song and dance. An Rui looked at the Snow Dancer calmly and said.

"You demons! Give me back your clothes! The Snow Dancer wept bitterly in pain, and her tears were soaring.

An Rui shrugged helplessly, seeing that the other party couldn't listen to anything at all now, since this was the case, there was no need to ramble on anything. He turned his head to the two companions and said, "Leave her alone, let's go." ”

Quasimodo creates a black portal in front of the trio, and the trio is about to leave.

Snow Dancer cried and scolded. The three of them are called devils.

Anrui walked up to the portal, unable to listen. He turned around and said, "I just took away something that doesn't belong to you, and I'm not the devil." You have used this dress as a beauty for so many years, gained fame and fortune in the city of singing and dancing, and enjoyed the happiness that many people can't enjoy in their lifetime, you should be content. ”

With that, Anrui plunged headlong into the portal, left with his two companions, and disappeared completely.

With a muffled pop, the portal spun and vanished.

The magic that had shrouded Snow Dancer vanished, and she was free, and she fell to her knees crying and crying so hard that she cried so badly. She is used to her current life, and if she loses that dress, she will lose a qiē, and life will become uninteresting.

It was a blow she couldn't bear, and it made her think of extremes.

With a look of despair on her face, she stood up and walked over to the space package that had fallen to the ground, picked it up, and took out a dagger for self-defense. She had bought this dagger a long time ago and put it in a space package, and today it finally came in handy.

In the moonlight, the blade of the dagger shone brightly, and it approached the neck of the Snow Dancer little by little.

……

A few days later, An Rui and the three of them crossed the ocean to the Black Blood Sea, one of the seven seas, to find the angel who had lost his wings.

The world was too big, and the angel had not been able to find out the whereabouts of the missing wings, and had come to this wrong place, where he had wasted a lot of time.

An Rui found the angel on the street, when the angel was haggling with a fruit vendor on the side of the road. Watching an angel bargain on the street is also an anecdote.

Angels are all gender-neutral, and it is okay to pretend to be a man or a woman in the world, and this angel chose to pretend to be a woman and wore a set of women's clothes. The angel's appearance is naturally beautiful, and this angel is no exception, the slight difference is that due to the loss of its wings, it lacks a sense of sacredness, and it looks like an ordinary beauty.

The angel bought the fruit and held it in his hand, and at this moment he noticed the deposit of the three of Anrui. It peeked at An Rui and the three of them, and found that they were all strangers, and their eyes were focused on themselves, and they didn't seem to have any good intentions.

Angels have been staying in the main world for many years, and they come into contact with all kinds of people every day, and they have long lost their former simplicity. It became a little wary, picked up the fruit in its hand, and walked away quickly.

"Poirot, don't go so fast, we have something to discuss with you." An Rui hurriedly called out the angel's name.

Probably because Anrui's shouting was not loud enough, or maybe Poirot didn't listen carefully, and he didn't stop because of this, and was still walking briskly, already burrowing into the crowd. There was no way, An Rui and the three of them could only chase after them quickly.

This is a lively street, and there are a lot of people on the street, so it is not convenient to use magic, so An Rui and the three of them did not use magic to chase after it, but relied on their legs to chase after it. Fortunately, the three of them ran fast enough not to be thrown off by Poirot.

The four of you chased me for a long time, and ran out of three streets.

This street is not as crowded as the streets just now, and it looks deserted. Poirot thought he had met a bad guy, his expression was very panicked, and his legs were flying. Suddenly, a figure appeared from the front, blocking its way, this man was five big and three thick, and he was covered in muscles, it was Sam.

Poirot quickly stopped, turned around, and found that the other two trackers were behind him, and the three formed a circle and surrounded themselves in the middle.

"Poirot, you don't have to run, we don't have any ill intentions, we just caught up with you just to make a deal with you." An Rui stopped and said in a relaxed tone.

"Do you recognize me?" Poirot was shocked to learn that the pseudonym it had used for all these years had never been called out by anyone.

"I know a thing or two about angels, you don't need to be surprised."

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's the deal I just mentioned."

"What do you mean by trading?"

"Just look at this." An Rui took out a piece of clothing from the spatial package and spread it out on his hand, it was the dress that was transformed from the wings of an angel.

Poirot looked at the familiar dress, his eyes widened, and he gasped with an expression of disbelief. It had been searching for so long before finally finding the lost item. It looked at the clothes and muttered, "Y-Where did you find it?" ”

"This is not the place to talk, let's charter a tavern and talk slowly." An Ruiti said.

There is that dress as a temptation. Confused, let alone a tavern, even Poirot will follow, it nodded, and agreed to this mention.

A few minutes later, the trio and an angel arrived at a tavern, enveloped the entire tavern, and sent everyone away, and Quasimodo set up an enchantment in the tavern to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

An Rui then told the story of discovering the Snow White Dancer, some of which were true and some of which were false. After hearing this story, Poirot fell silent for a long time before he spoke.

"When I had just arrived in the Overworld, and I didn't know anything about the people and things here, I saw her pitiful, and I was moved by compassion, so I lent her my wings. I didn't expect her to go with her wings and never come back, betraying me. I was so outraged by her betrayal that I almost became a fallen angel because of it. Fortunately, I survived, let go of the hatred in my heart, and began to look patiently for her. I firmly believe that one day I will find her, return my wings, and return to heaven. What I didn't expect was that it was a few of you strangers who helped me find my wings. Poirot sighed.

"Living in the Overworld, there are people who will harm you, and there will be people who will help you, but in general, this is not for angels." An Rui spread his hands.

"Yes, after getting the wings back, I'll leave here right away and never come back. I was interested in the Overworld before I came, but now I've lost all attraction to it. ”

"Very well, since you are in such a hurry to leave, then we can talk about the transaction." An Rui put the snow-white dress on the table, "There is no free lunch in the world, if you want to get the dress back from me, you have to pay a little price, not too small and not too big." ”

Poirot didn't look surprised, it knew it wouldn't be so easy to get its wings back.

"What price do you mean?" Poirot took a deep breath and asked a little nervously.

"Your blood." An Rui replied. (To be continued......)