Chapter 310 The Gospel Incarnation of the Omniscient Weaver
Feeling the soft touch from the back of his head, Ash sneered inwardly!
Oh!
Who do you think I am?
Although the pillow is indeed very comfortable, how can I be so easily plotted by my lover?
With such rational thoughts running through his mind, Ash felt his morale rising steadily. However, he suddenly found that Sonia and Diya were looking at him calmly, with no fluctuations in their eyes, as if they were looking at a body.
Corpse.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
"After all, you have been hugged by her for almost thirty seconds. You have been so absorbed that you didn't notice us until now. We can only look at you like this."
"What, has it been thirty seconds? Isn't it only three seconds? This must be a miracle! Lover, you actually secretly cast a miracle on me!? I misjudged you!"
After a second of thinking, Denzel confirmed that Ya Xiu should not be able to resist his temptation. This man had already won, so she looked at Diya and said: "I found an information that may affect your answer. As information,
In return, I hope you will no longer pursue what I just did, and try to help me when I answer - at least not interfere with me."
Sonia snorted coldly, but she didn't say anything, just looked at Diya.
Diya blinked and agreed decisively: "Okay."
Denzel was also straightforward: “Ever since the lover (Sonia) confirmed the correct answer through her eyes in the first question, I have been paying close attention to the characteristics of the eyes of the person in the painting, and then I discovered that the eyes of the witch are the same as those in the painting.
Women are exactly the same."
Eyes?
Di Ya suddenly looked at the witch. The witch looked back at her openly, with the same smile on her face that had never changed for thousands of years. However, the latter's smile at this time was like seeing a cockroach at the bottom of the bowl, and every hair on her body was bent.
.
She looked down at the painting again, and the princess in the painting naturally had no smile at all. There were no wrinkles in the golden and white robe, every hair was not derailed, and even the eyelashes were neatly arranged. The princess seemed to exist only in the painting.
A perfect woman, every color interprets the meaning of nobility, completely different from the happy witch.
However, her pupils showed exactly the same... arrogance as the witch.
It's like being arrogant and treating everything in the world as a marionette.
........
Perception is being rewoven and rationality is being reconstructed.
When Diya came back to her senses, she found that she was in a strange place and everyone else was gone.
This is a room on a high tower, and the night sky outside the window is lulling the city to sleep. Diya is lying on the bed wearing a silk nightgown, as if she is about to sleep - or has just woken up.
When she stepped on the marble floor with her bare feet, the coolness on her feet was so real that she even wondered if the adventure in the wooden house just now was a dream of hers.
There were conversations and multiple footsteps coming from outside the door. For no reason, Diya felt a strong impulse in her heart. She tiptoed behind the door, put her ear against the only super alloy automatic door in the room, and listened to the passage.
words:
Middle-aged female voice: "...she goes to bed on time at 12 o'clock every day, and then plays "Ode to Joy" every hour for the armor-dressing ceremony without any mistakes."
A pleasant and cold female voice: "Three."
The middle-aged female voice sounded slightly anxious: "Yes... during the armor-donation ceremony on the 16th, the princess suddenly turned over on the bed. This was the biggest accident this month."
Cold female voice: "Two."
Middle-aged female voice: "Princess No. 23 said she wanted to eat red velvet cake, so I asked the kitchen to make one...I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Cold female voice: "One."
After a brief silence, the middle-aged female voice suddenly cried: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I, I just don't understand why the princess is under house arrest like this, why..."
"That's why I secretly asked the Gospels what the armor-donation ceremony was. I'm sorry, I thought your Majesty, you wanted to send the princess..."
"After all, there are rumors in the palace that your majesty is able to stay young forever because..."
"I really like the princess, I just don't want it... But now I fully understand your majesty's good intentions. I already fully understand. The princess will definitely be grateful for your training and inherit the glory of Yisu in the weaving ceremony.
Armored and sanctified again——"
All sounds stopped suddenly.
The world is so quiet that only the first person's heartbeat remains.
Diya didn't know why she was getting more and more nervous, and every hair seemed to be trembling.
despair.
Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door.
The number of footsteps.
There is only one person.
...
"Hey."
The witch's voice pulled her back to the cabin: "What's your answer?"
The voices in her mind exploded instantly, and Di Ya realized that the voices of the residents in the tower had always been quiet. Now it seemed that it was not that they were sensible, but that their voices had been blocked by some kind of force and had been delayed until now.
.
The strong emotional fluctuations of the sisters had broken through Diya's rational defense. She didn't even have the strength to bite Ash, so she could only use her last strength to say: "It's the third option..."
After saying that, she fainted directly in Sonia's arms and passed out.
"Don't worry." The witch stopped the rude wake-up calls from Ash and others: "For her, this is a normal mental fluctuation, just take a rest. If you are not worried, just throw her out of the cabin and wait for her to get it.
After regaining his memory, he returned to normal."
"The treasure bound to this question is...forget it, you've already fainted."
The witch seemed to be a little uninterested, and played two rays of light towards Diya, and then went over to sit with Sword Girl. However, Sword Girl seemed to dislike her a little, so she moved her butt away, and then the witch pressed closer step by step.
.
Just when the two phantoms were entangled, the Queen took the picture album from the table: "Then the next is your second question..."
"It's also his first question."
At some point, the viewer has moved his favorite chair to the dining table.
The Queen looked at him in surprise: "You want to jointly propose a question with me?"
"Is there any problem?" the viewer asked, "your problem is exactly the same as mine..."
impossible!
Ash and Denzel had never met before entering the cabin, how could they have the same question!?
Countless words were stuck in her throat, but the Queen could only nod expressionlessly. As a phantom, she still had to abide by the phantom mechanism and could not reveal any information about the answer to the question.
"The question is very simple."
The viewer opened the picture album, and in the picture was the girl with an eye patch whom Denzel wanted to "live and die together": "Just guess who this girl is."
"First, the missionary saint who redeems the world."
"Second, the secret think tank of the first emperor."
"Third," the viewer glanced at Ash and Denzel: "The gospel incarnation of the omniscient Weaver."
