Chapter 522: Tomb Sweeping
Lying on the bed, the magic array that spread from the lower abdomen to the neck exuded bursts of golden light under the operation of Gladys, which looked particularly beautiful in this secret room where the light was not very bright, which also made Don Quixote feel a little relieved, he knew his daughter's temper, if this thing was ugly, she would definitely cry, for Don Quixote, it was definitely a headache no less than fighting with the Buddha.
"Master, I feel now," After taking a deep breath, Gladys sat up slowly, and she also looked down at the tattoo on her belly with a little curiosity, a little weird, as if there was something under the skin, but she didn't feel anything, after all, the foreign body came from herself, and it would not be assimilated, "The whole person has broken free from the endless **, and I even have some disgusting feelings when I think of Jiaogou." β
"Normal," Don Quixote stretched out his hand and probed Gladys's forehead, neck, and armpits, this is not to take advantage, but to be able to see some of the characteristics of the origin of the world through what he himself called the 'Eye of Rules', when the dragon is in human form, ** will make the temperature in the three places extraordinarily high, especially the armpits, which are the highest, so the feeling of feedback at this moment is warm, basically the same body temperature as other places," This time, you have run the magic array too many times in a row, causing the amount of inhibitory hormones in your body to exceed the normal secretion of estrogen by your ovaries, and this feeling will disappear in a few days, as for how much you need to maintain your feelings after this, it depends on your own grasp. β
"Got it, master," maybe because the super strong ** disappeared, and the dragon's other emotional factors gradually surfaced, at this moment, Gladyse found that she would be shy, and the whole person unconsciously turned her body sideways, wanting to leave her back to Don Quixote.
Of course, all this did not escape Don Quixote's eyes, from which he could also see that the essence of dragons should be the same as other creatures, but their proud bodies are also their problems, there is no practice of the heart, so that the body's hormones counteract the soul, so that it has become the strongest race in Faeron and the most chaotic race in Feren.
"From now on, I will check your body every day, of course, if there is anything uncomfortable in your body at any time, you must tell me in time, you will follow me for the time being, to be honest, although I have been very careful to structure this magic array, but after all, this is a magic array that affects your body instinct, will there be any special side effects, I dare not guarantee, after all, I have not been able to do it like the great true god, I can deduce enough future information from one pointοΌβ
"Don't worry, master," Gladys was still very interested in Don Quixote's concern, "the body of our dragon clan is much stronger than you think, and more serious injuries than this one will not do anything to us, and we can even say that our dragon's enemies only have time." βββ
In the virtual world ball, Arthur Pendrey sat quietly in the study, she was still the beautiful and moving Queen of Britain, obviously, although Leah had fallen asleep, but the whole world was still moving forward according to her will, towards the same good, this time, Arthur Pendrey missed her sister again, so she came to see her, looking at the 'husband' shared by herself and her sister on the sofa and her sister were laughing and talking about something, Arthur. Pan Deli couldn't help but feel a little emotionally in her heart, this kind of false life is simply torment for an outsider like her, but this is only the only place her sister can have, at least for now, at least she is still by her side, at least she thinks she is still happy.
"Sister, I discussed with Tang, we want to go to the Sky Mirror first, and when we come back, we plan to have a child, do you want it?"
"Ha," Arthur Pendley shook his head, "I don't have time to take care of the children yet, your sister and I are kings!"
"That's right, then when my child is older, you can ask for one in the hall, and I will help you raise it when the time comes. β
"Okay"-
"Woke up?" I don't know when, perhaps to avoid making out with the fake Don Quixote in his dream, Arthur Pendre finally returned to the real world, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Don Quixote sitting next to him, and he was still wearing a blanket.
"Well, I've been a little tired lately, but it's okay. β
"Something on your mind?" said Don Quixote, who teasingly hooked Arthur Pendri's chin.
"Miss Leah," knowing that hiding something from Don Quixote would cause unnecessary trouble, Arthur Pendley also said what was in his heart, "Her jealousy has only passed for a long time, and I know that you are busy, so I didn't remind you, but I want to go back to Britain to sweep her grave." β
Don Quixote, who was leaning on the sofa, took a deep breath, it is undeniable that as time passed, he was even about to forget about the girl, perhaps because after sweeping away the demons in his heart, he didn't even have a trace of guilt in his heart, and he really gradually forgot about this woman who had withdrawn from his life.
Although in a sense, he did this to protect his wife, and he didn't care more and more about this dead soul, so the Buddha and Xiuyi Haile, who held the soul of Liya, would not use this remnant soul to do anything, such as blackmailing himself or something, thinking about entangled with himself for so long, and basically copied all the memories of Arthur Pendry, which has not appeared for a long time, and it is estimated that Xiuyi Haile, who is also aiming at the end of the world, should know very well who he is, and it makes no sense to him to use that kind of bloody blackmail scheme, as for why he is so sure that Xiuyi Haier is very likely to know the end of the worldThe reason is what Char Donghai said, when it comes to deduction of heavenly opportunities, it is easier for people like Buddhas to jump out of the world to find the clues.
"All right," Don Quixote took a hard puff as he lit a cigarette for himself, "I'll go with you tomorrow to visit the grave, and then go to the Sky Mirror to pay homage to her again, although the Sky Mirror doesn't seem to have much to see now, but I don't think I've ever been there!"
"How's your business? Regarding the Temple of Reincarnation," now Arthur Pendri, after learning more and more about Don Quixote's hole cards, found that even if he didn't change his mind, there was no way to defeat this former opponent, her current husband.
What's more, without the help of the World Tree, the fire of anger in Arthur Pendrey's heart gradually faded, which made her feel a little incredible, of course, all this can only be attributed to the mentality, so even if she knew that once Don Quixote successfully built the Temple of Reincarnation, then it could almost be said that he was invincible in the world, but she didn't have any other thoughts.
"It's still in the planning, the specific preparation may take a while, and there are a lot of things on my body recently, I don't want to be too anxious, let's move forward slowly." βββ
The British Empire's royal cemetery, no different from the last time I came here, after all, there is a special person to clean it, and there will be no so-called deserted tombs, unless one day the British Empire dies, it is possible, there are a few bouquets of flowers in front of Leah's tomb, all of which have been dried, and I think these are all sent by someone on the day of the taboo, although the name is not written, but from the different styles between the bouquets, it can still be seen that there is a bouquet of flowers that is obviously not British-style should be sent by Merlin, seeing this Don Quixote couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, as if since that funeral, he seems to have not seen the old man for a long time, I don't know how he's doing now, of course, it's spent to prove that at least he's still alive.
Standing in front of Leah's slightly lonely tombstone, whether it was Don Quixote or Arthur Pendrey, they just watched quietly, in fact, both of them knew that this thing was just a thought, and it was impossible for Leah to hear what to say, and then there was, whether it was Don Quixote or Arthur Pendrey, they were not the kind of people who liked to show their inner sadness on their faces, after all, after sighing, Don Quixote put the bouquet of flowers in his hand in front of Leah's tombstone, and used to pour her a glass of water of life, of course, this habit only came from himself, and the world of Ferron did not offer sacrifices to the dead.
"Let's go," Don Quixote hugged Arthur Pandri, who looked a little indifferent, he knew that this woman should have fallen into self-blame, and there was no need to say comforting words, it was useless, it was better to get out of here, so the voice fell, Don Quixote stretched out his hand and opened the passage of the soul world, and followed Arthur Pandre into it, because on the road to Tirulag, he had no coordinates, so he could only pass through the soul world, almost across the entire continent of flight, because the speed of the soul world was several times that of the outside world, and it did not consume Don Quixote for too long.
Tirulag's Sky Mirror is a lake, and there is only one area, so Don Quixote went to Tirulag and inquired a few times casually and found this magical scenery that Lea had never seen until her death, but because the time was not right, it was now May, whether it was the angle of light, or the depth of the water, or even the temperature, all of which affected this area, causing it to not reach the time of winter, the kind of lake like a mirror, from a distance, it looks as if the sky and the earth are combinedγ
"It seems like we haven't come at the right time," said Arthur Pendrey, after a long time, as if to digest the sadness, and looking at the not-so-beautiful scenery before him.
"It's okay, this time it's a pathfinder, and in February next year, we'll come back and worship Leah at the same time, and I'm sure we'll be able to see the real Sky Mirror. β
"It's really annoying, it's all the same place, but because of the wrong time, you can't see what you want to see. β
"Ha," Don Quixote stretched out his hand and rubbed Arthur Pendri's head, and it was a little cute for such a wise woman to say such angry words, "this is the world, it seems to be the same, in fact, it changes all the time, even in February next year, you can only see the mirror of the sky during the day, and you can't see it at night." β
"Hmph, aren't you a mage?" As a woman, Arthur Pendria seems to have entered the mode of messing around, maybe this is also related to her bad mood, at this time, she can only vent with Don Quixote, as for the Buddha, it seems that Arthur Pendria has not been in contact with it for a long time, because that guy has been in retreat, although he has said that he will look for her if there is something, but in fact, Arthur Pendria is really fine, and he has not bothered the difficult bald head," You can change a mirror for me!"
Men have a habit of bragging in front of women, and Don Quixote is no exception, and for him, it is better to brag than to amuse Arthur Pendri, "I'll just create a mirror of the sky for you." β
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and even his voice couldn't help but freeze there.