"good."
The legs that were torn out of a mixture of flesh and blood were not only skinless, but even had an unavoidably weird shape.
However, the witch looked at the seventh apostle who had begun to become independent. Although she was regretful, she did not hide her joy.
"The recovery is faster than expected. You must know that your condition was really bad at that time, and I only found most of the fragments."
"I'm just skilled, I have a lot of experience."
I said a word of humility before I responded to this, carefully adjusted the center of gravity and balance, and didn't even waste resources rushing to grow the skin on my legs.
Along the way, although there is not much difference in appearance, the chaos of the body has finally recovered slightly.
Mere deformed flesh and blood is nothing to deal with.
The most serious cost of reckless hangover mode, superimposed on various previous injuries, is the collapse of the original self.
When consciousness is first restored, it is almost like a state where DNA has been trampled to pieces.
And although the witch said it lightly, the effort she spent was definitely not small.
It looks like a bug that failed to transform, but now that I have adjusted, I can find that the origin is from myself. Except for the left arm that was swallowed and an eyeball that was thrown out for coordinate positioning, it is basically still complete.
.
Of course, the biggest contributor to this trip, the Eye of the Eye, has been consumed without leaving a trace.
"I can tell."
The witch was also quite appreciative of Fu Qian's self-effacement. After approving it, she did not move in a hurry and stood there patiently protecting the Dharma.
Fu Qian obviously didn't care about the styling. After making some adjustments to confirm that he was walking smoothly, he directly motioned to the witch to continue.
Of course, because of his rich experience, he still casually showed off a little more - although the skin has not yet grown out, he still put on leg armor for his lower body.
…
“It’s definitely more lively than before.”
Walking side by side with no destination in mind, the witch's posture became more and more leisurely, responding to Fu's previous comment that "this place is nice."
Even though it is equally inhuman, it is still too elegant.
Of course, Fu Qian knew very well that this person's injuries were far more serious than his own.
You must know that the witch had been burning there for months before she came to escort him.
Under such circumstances, the excitement in front of me was still preserved, which is truly shocking and powerful.
"You won't keep the nightmares, right? Then the excitement will be exaggerated in the next period of time."
At the same time, Fu Qian thought of another point.
"To be more precise, I didn't remove them additionally."
The witch simply admitted Fu Qian's guess and corrected the details.
"My previous state is not enough to support doing too many things. The reason why I can stay here is partly because of the law and its corresponding relationship."
"On the other hand, I happened to leave that painting behind. Although the original intention at the time was just to maintain the existence of the outside world for a while."
"In short, what I did at that time was just to strengthen the painting and guide the establishment of corresponding connections."
"So that's it. It seems that our Dark Moon Sect is about to revive."
The situation became clearer. He nodded slightly before paying, and immediately thought of the development plan.
Under the control of the witch, you know with your heels that those nightmares are unlikely to cause any waves, and will only become wild monsters that will build the reputation of this new faith.
Even though I don't even have heels yet.
Realizing this, Fu Qian made targeted adjustments and increased his human-likeness by a tenth of a percentage point.
…
"It's a pity that so many things have happened in the past two days. After all, I am still a little exhausted physically and mentally."
Regarding Zhong Xing, the witch seemed to have no interest, but instead gestured around.
It was easy to see that the place where the two were walking should be a fairly busy commercial area on weekdays. Unfortunately, all the shops and buildings were closed and lights turned off at the moment, making it unpopular.
Isn't that right? I have been tortured by us not just once or twice, not to mention the huge negative expectations of the end of the world.
The impact on business practices cannot be easily eliminated.
Recalling what he had done in just a few days, Fu Qian believed deeply in what the witch said, but...
The next moment he suddenly stopped and looked in a certain direction.
"how?"
Looking closer, it turned out to be a small street shop, and the witch was obviously very sure that there was nothing special inside.
"One of the most direct benefits of having a large number of people is that there will be a lot of delicious food for mortals. Do you want to have something to drink?"
It was obvious that Fu Qian was not in a state of alert, and he even had a smile on his face that was constantly adjusting.
"Of course there's no problem, but that's a bookstore, right?"
Although she followed the good advice, the witch was still a little strange about Fu Qian's proposal.
"I just think that a store like this should have good drinks."
Before paying, it was already all the way forward.
The inconspicuous little shop has obviously been closed for a long time, and the lock on the door is even a little rusty.
But he didn't break into the door impolitely, and he didn't even use his master-level lockpicking skills before paying. He just looked around.
When the witch followed, he had already taken out a key from the window.
Without saying much, the witch watched this scene quietly until Fu Qian actually opened the door and entered the house. Among the musty smell of books, she easily found a well-packaged black tea and started working with one hand.
…
"Awaited."
The Templars' craftsmanship seems to be quite skillful.
Not long after, an elegant and generous porcelain cup was pushed in front of me.
"It tastes great, how did you know there was a key hidden away?"
The witch did not suppress her curiosity as she watched Fuzen take on a human form in a short period of time.
"Because it was invited by a friend named Loretta."
When answering before paying, he was fiddling with a card in his hand.
That was put together with the tea just now.
"For special reasons, she was forced to travel through incredible time and space."
"In addition to the pain, she likes to win a small shop through gambling every time she goes to a place, leaving a gift for a friend in it, and then hiding the key."
"I wasn't so sure just now. I just thought that if I were her, this small store would be very suitable. And this store also seemed to have been locked for a long time, which is a bit abnormal compared to the surrounding..."
"Although the name above is not quite right, I think she won't mind."
Before speaking, he opened the card and placed it there. There was simple writing on it——
【Dear Bernard
This is really a wonderful place, because dreaming only lasts for one minute, so it has never been easier to identify.
I wish you a good dream, and I wish that reality will come after the good dream]
…
"taste good."
After reading the content on the card, the witch tasted Loretta's tea for a while, and finally made a serious comment.
Along with the porcelain cup placed on the table, there were items of various sizes that she had just accepted on her behalf.
After lining up, her tone became a little different.
"about there?"
"about there."
"Then you should go back."
This chapter has been completed!