"Joan of Arc, could you be mistaken?" Gao Qian pondered the wording, "Xiao Qian does have a strong negative energy, and I don't know where that negative energy comes from, but tens of thousands of people cursed it...... This one is a bit unlikely. ”

"Negative energy, hehe, I just like your ability to make words, that's the light of the damned, boy. Joan of Arc patted Gao Qian's shoulder, "I've never seen such a powerful cursed light in my life, I didn't say it's my nineteen years of life." ”

"However, if it's a cursed light, it shouldn't be strong or weak, right? The negative energy in Xiao Qian's body will fluctuate. "High dive ponders.

"Fluctuations, you mean it will weaken?" Joan of Arc looked at Xiao Qian attentively.

"It's not just going to weaken, it's going to increase, uh, I mean, the negative energy in her body changes with her mood, like when she's unhappy, the negative energy level goes up. ”

Joan of Arc looked at Gao Qian, and then at Gui Xiaoqian, she didn't seem to be able to understand Gao Qian's words: "But that's impossible." ”

"But it's true. ”

Joan of Arc stopped talking, she pursed the corners of her mouth and stared at Gui Xiaoqian with a serious face.

Gui Xiaoqian tugged at the placket of her clothes a little angrily under the scrutiny of Joan of Arc, as if she was uncomfortable wearing a nightgown.

Gao Qian stared at Joan of Arc's expression tightly, and those giant spiders that had made Gao Qian break out in a cold sweat had long been hiding in the dense forest, not daring to make a sound.

After a few moments, Joan of Arc's gaze shifted to Gao Qian, as if she were counting how many pores Gao Qian had, her serious gaze scanning from Gao Di's head to the soles of her feet, and then back again.

Gao Qian felt that his forehead was sweating a little again.

Then she used the sword in her hand to tap Gao Qian's palm: "Show me your summoning charm again." ”

Gao Qian spread out his palm, and the gray-white bone carving lay quietly in the palm of his hand, with no black light or red light, just like what an alternative necklace should look like.

"It doesn't make sense. Joan of Arc looked at the bone carving, and then at the high dive, and suddenly stabbed the holy flag into the dirt with one hand, and clamped the St. Catherine's greatsword under the armpit with the other, and before the high dive could react, she grabbed the high dive's left arm and rolled up his sleeve.

A black, curved check sign is revealed on the inside of the arm.

Joan of Arc showed a look of sudden realization, she looked at Gao Qian as if she was looking at some rare animal, and nodded slightly: "That makes sense." ”

"What makes sense?" Gao Qian hurriedly said, "Do you know this tattoo, and what is it?"

Joan of Arc looked at the high dive with a strange smile and didn't answer.

Gao Qian frowned and changed the question: "Then do you know how to clear Xiaoqian's negative energy?"

Joan of Arc nodded this time.

Gao Qian Yixi: "Then, please hurry up, it's too late." ”

Joan of Arc took a step back and retreated to her own holy flag, and without seeing her move, a white light spread out from the dirt above the holy flag, like a shockwave of great energy, destroying the pitch-black forest, along with the dark demon creatures hidden inside.

It's as simple as that? High Diving has the same feeling now, and it's really a waste to summon Joan of Arc with this level of trouble......

The roof of the building was restored to its original appearance, at least much better than before, the floor was covered with green flames, and the surrounding buildings looked like huge green torches. Xiao Qian stood in the middle of the floor in her nightgown, looking around blankly.

Joan of Arc's face was in a green glow, like a real witch, and she grinned eerily at High Diving, "Summoner, it's your turn now." ”

"What should I, what should I?" Gao Qian stared at Joan of Arc's green face, with some ominous premonitions, and the smile of the six-hundred-year-old witch was unsettling and calculating.

"Of course it's a hero who saves beauty, oh, what's wrong with the young people of this era in the name of loyalty and knighthood," Joan of Arc pulled Gao Qian's arm and pulled him towards Gui Xiaoqian, the holy flag fell in the green flames behind her, and she didn't even look at it.

"Please, such a beautiful girl, you can't let the curse ruin her, can you? And maybe she'll fall in love with you because of it, right!" Joan of Arc pushed Gao Qian hard, Gao Qian stumbled and almost hit Xiao Qian's body, he quickly stabilized his body and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Xiao Qian's face was red, and even in a green light, it was clearly recognizable. She lowered her head, wrung her fingers, and whispered, "Gao Qian, I didn't expect to dream of you, but I'm very happy to dream of you." ”

Dreams? made her think she was dreaming.

Gao Qian coughed lightly, took a step back, and kept a polite distance from Xiao Qian.

"What do you want me to do?" Gao Qian looked at Joan of Arc, who was holding her famous St. Catherine's greatsword, her eyes rolling around on herself and Xiao Qian, and a smile of unknown meaning on her face.

"Summoner, how do you thank me when this is over?"

Sure enough, it's time to talk about the conditions.

Gao Qian took a deep breath and said calmly: "What do you want? If you want to be free, as long as you can completely lift Xiao Qian's curse, I can set you free." ”

"Freedom? no, no, that's not true freedom," Joan of Arc laughed, but with an eerie sting, "It's been almost six hundred years, I've had enough of being called to and fro, and I'm going to be completely free." ”

"How can you be completely liberated?" Gao Qian looked at the talisman in his hand, "Destroy this talisman?"

"Heh, you can't destroy it, at least not yet. Summoner, I want you to remember that you owe me a favor, and that when I need you to repay, I will want you to make a request, and you will say yes. ”

Gao Qian became vigilant: "Request? What kind of request? If it is to make me commit suicide, will I also grant this kind of request?"

"Hehe, suicide, you're such an interesting person," Joan of Arc smiled and patted Gao Qian's shoulder, "How did they choose you?"

"Who? Who chose me?"

"It's nothing, I don't want to get in trouble. Listen, summoner, it's not an oath, it's not a promise, it's just a request, so you don't have to be so careful, I just want to ask you to do me a small favor in the future, really, it couldn't be more small for you at that time. Joan of Arc pinched her little fingertips and gestured in front of the eyes of the high diver.

Gao Qian looked at Joan of Arc, and under the green light, the face of the nineteen-year-old girl looked quite sincere, if you ignore that she is actually a witch who stirred up the waves in history.

"If your request doesn't make it too difficult for me then, I'll grant you. High Diving replied.

"Good!" Joan of Arc looked happy, and she patted Gao Qian's shoulder hard, "I just like you like this, refreshing!"

Then Joan of Arc straightened her countenance, and her face returned to its dignity and solemnity: "Well, now, in the name of the true God," she raised the greatsword of St. Catherine, and held it up in front of her forehead, "in the name of faithfulness, in the name of devotion......"