"It's not like that, but it's somewhat similar," Rommel was also touched by the vivid visions on the table, and it was clear that Angela many, many years ago must not be what she is now. There is a gap between her world and our world that most people can't walk through, she is like a spectator, looking at this side of the world quietly, she can understand everything she knows, and she can also show the expression she needs at the moment, but in fact, she has always been on the other side of the world, and everything on this side of the world cannot affect her, including the power of faith that condenses almost the entire world of the Sun God believers, and it can still only float outside her soul. ”

"What about soul spells?"

"That's what makes her inferior to you," Rommel sighed at this, obviously convinced of Don Quixote. Her soul seems to be powerful and can resist the erosion of the power of faith, that is because the power of faith will not take the initiative to attack the soul without the dispatch of the true god, the main reason why the god of law is brainwashed is that it is imperceptibly affected by the pure power of faith surrounded by her, and she can avoid this influence because of this isolation from the world, so she can resist the erosion of the most powerful soul spells, but she cannot resist the erosion of the mage's soul spells, but even so, Angela's soul is already very rare。 ”

According to Rommel's description, Don Quixote's head flashed a medical term from the earth 'autism', obviously, to some extent, people with autism are very similar to Angela described by Rommel, but there are also differences, autistic patients are completely autistic, basically do not react much to everything in the outside world, except for their loved ones, almost no one can communicate with them.

Don Quixote watched a movie in his last life, called "Ocean Paradise", in which the interpretation of autism is very in place, you can imagine that a father who has been with his son for decades can't really communicate with his children, and it is even more impossible to change to a stranger.

And Angela is different, she can communicate with the outside world normally, but there is a feeling that everyone is drunk and I am sober, and the whole world is mixed with me, and looking at Rommel's appearance, this woman must have been a cold-eyed observer of the world in the past, but it may have been slowly melted after so many years.

If these two kinds of people are described in terms of two states, autistic people are staying on an isolated island, surrounded by the vast sea, no one can come in, isolated from the world, they do not understand the world, and it is impossible to understand what the power of faith is.

Angela stayed on an island not very far from the human world, and there was a bridge across the sea, wanting to enter her world, unless with her permission, then the power of faith was compared to a salesman driving a truck, and in Angela's unwillingness, he could only look at each other across the sea, unable to brainwash this woman, of course, the forced landing of some black businessmen driving boats was not counted.

Thinking of this, Don Quixote nodded, "That means that there must be such a woman behind that woman named Diro Beauva, who shared the corrosion of the power of faith on her behalf?"

"It should be so, although it is said that once such a person is discovered, he will be absorbed into the Temple of the Sun or the Temple of Life, but the world of Feren is so big, no one dares to say that all such people can be found, there will always be a few people left, and they are very easy to recognize, you remember what you said when you first met Angela, her holy, distant temperament is innate. ”

"What is the use of such a person for the temple?"

"For such a man is born to be holy." Himejin Rommel covered his mouth with a snap, apparently saying that he had missed his mouth.

But unfortunately, although she swallowed the second half of the syllable, the Germanic language is not a single text, 'saint' is a word, so when she pronounced the first half of the sound, Don Quixote had already guessed that Rommel was going to say the saint, "The goddess Misra is above, should you give the saint of the temple of the sun?"

"She met me during Mass," Rommel said generously, knowing that it was impossible to hide the truth of the matter, "Anyway, if it were this man, she wouldn't mind too much, and then I was abducted, because the sun god loves the house and the U, I have a chance to become the eternal knight king." ””

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After determining that Diro Beauvoir has a high probability of finding a woman like Angela on his own, his suspicion of this woman has basically disappeared, of course, with Don Quixote's surname, he will still be wary of such strangers, as the saying goes, it is a long distance to be able to judge the endurance of a horse, and Diro Beauva really has any purpose, sooner or later he will show his horse's feet.

He is also the voter of death, although his own strength has rubbed some bit, but he will not be afraid of this woman. It's just that when Rommel, who opened the conversation, was telling about her romantic past with Angela, Don Quixote inexplicably thought of another woman, although he had only met her once, but he was still very impressed, this was not Don Quixote's brain, but because that woman's temperament was very similar to Angela's, and her status was the same, the current saint of the Temple of the Sun, it is said that her name is Joan of Arc-

Late at night, really late at night, dragging a somewhat tired body, Don Quixote returned to his underground villa, saying that the villa is actually just good, in fact, it is a bit like a modern building, but the decoration is a little more luxurious, it can be called the presidential suite.

"Where's Kyle?"

In Don Quixote's bedroom, Char Jean was the only one curled up in a quilt, "Sister Kyle went to sleep with Shirley." ”

"Oh," Don Quixote nodded, and without thinking much about it, he took off his clothes casually, and threw himself on the bed, also intending to rest, after all, there were still a lot of things to attend to tomorrow.

"Smack!"

However, he turned off the lights in the room, Char Jean's hand was already dishonest, at this time, through the feeling between the body, Don Quixote found that this woman was naked, but this is not the first time this kind of thing, obviously Kyle left here for this reason, as said before, he played a lot of tricks with Char Qin, but did not break through the last boundary, but these two women could not accept the game of three people, so whenever one person wanted it, the other would always leave with interest.

When she finally stripped Don Quixote's clothes off, the whole person turned over and lay on Don Quixote's body, the plump twin peaks pressed on Don Quixote's chest, there was an alternative beauty, one rigid and one soft, but unfortunately, Don Quixote was not in the mood to appreciate this harmonious and natural scene at this time, because he found that Char Jean's mood was a little wrong.

"You bastard," after kissing Don Quixote fiercely, the hot Xia Yaqin bit his ear and said, "Fortunately, Sister Kyle said that there is no problem with your soul, I have endured it for five years, or six years? How long are you going to let me endure it? I am also the empress of Char's United Nations, and all the money I receive every year is placed here with you, and I have no status in your eyes?"

Don Quixote doesn't say that he doesn't want Char Jean, he just wants to be able to consolidate his soul again, but at this time, he can't tell the truth, otherwise, this woman who has abandoned everything and followed himself may be really sad.

Thinking of this, Don Quixote laughed a few times, gently stroked Char Qin's back with one hand, and squeezed her buttocks, "August 7 is your birthday, I originally wanted to wait until that day to turn myself into a birthday gift for you." ”

Sure enough, since marrying Don Quixote, Char Qin, who has lowered her IQ and is almost negative, immediately burst into tears and laughed, of course, in order to make herself able to get off the stage, she still "fiercely" bit Don Quixote's shoulder, and then the whole person slid from Don Quixote's body like a peeled banana and slipped somewhere below.

"Hmm~~" felt that his little friend was wrapped in a warm space, and there was a tactful and silky tongue in the space, which made him snort lightly, obviously, when a person is a little irritable, doing a ** thing can eliminate the fire and drain the pressure.

After a long time, Char Jean, who spit out Don Quixote's little friend, took a breath, in addition to the meaning of ** in what she did, more importantly, her body was too different from Don Quixote's physical strength, Kyle once said that Don Quixote's troubles, so at this moment she also knew that under Don Quixote's impulsive use of the power of death, if she forcibly did something, she would let her husband repeat the mistakes of the past, so she strengthened the cute little guy with her own saliva.

"Are you sure you're up there?" Don Quixote, who had his hands resting on the back of his head, looked at Char Jean, who was sitting naked on his lap, with a wicked smile on his face.

"I'm the empress, naturally I'm on it!" After that, Char Qin grabbed Don Quixote's little friend, and after aligning the position, he sat down suddenly, at this moment, mixed with pure ** pleasure and the pain of a certain membrane being torn, Char Qin couldn't help but call out, of course, Don Quixote, who had been prepared, had already sealed off his bedroom with an enchantment, obviously in his opinion, tonight, was destined to be a sleepless night.

With the tearing of the membrane, a drop, to be exact, a ball of blood in the vicinity of the wound squirmed up and down under Char Qin's up and down, completely enveloping Don Quixote's little friend, and at this time, Don Quixote also operated the part of the double cultivation technique that belonged to the male surname, and absorbed this small group of Feren World's purest and last pure dragon blood into his body through his own little partner.

So many, many years ago, the feeling of devouring the dragon's blood Yin Yang Pill in the endless wasteland swept over again, a pure heartfelt desire to intercourse, which made Don Quixote can't help but become a little crazy, so Char Qin, who had only enjoyed a few breaths on it, was rolled over and pressed on the bed by Don Quixote

Normally, the mage of the realm not only needs to improve the strength of the soul and the reserve of spiritual energy, in fact, the most important point is to be able to thoroughly comprehend a certain rule and integrate it into itself, so that the soul can produce a point from the accumulation of quantity to the point of qualitative change, that is, the legendary soul jump, of course, if you use the language of Don Quixote's favorite online novel in his last life to describe it is that the soul before the jump is a bowl, and the soul after the jump becomes a tank, and the capacity of the two is not the same, and that one or more rules is to expand the bowl into the material of the tank。

And Don Quixote, who is still in a frenzied copulation at this moment, when his body completely absorbs this drop of dragon blood, his soul will be strengthened to the limit of the third column, that is, the mage of the extreme high-level realm, when the nine rings in the sea of consciousness are established, Don Quixote is already qualified to capture the rules he is familiar with, provided that he can fully understand the rules.

It's just that this process, which was originally somewhat solemn and solemn, and even countless high-level ring mages need to be bathed and changed, will not be long before Don Quixote completes this red bed with Char Jean (to be continued.) )