Second World Book

Since I wanted to read a book, I naturally found a well-known writer, so I saw Shakespeare’s description of her… all kinds of black, unsightly, and burned the bookstore on the spot, and it was concluded with Shakespeare’s Liang Zi. Too.

At the beginning, Heizhen even wanted to drag Shabi, who was tall in the grave, out of the whip to whip the corpse, to relieve the hatred of the heart, just considering that the bones and scum of the other party had rotted away, and it was gone. the Lord.

“Sure enough, it’s a magical holy grail war, and finally a breath can be made!” Heizhen smiled contemptuously, looking at Sabie lying on the ground, and said, “Are there any last words?”

“It’s just…the show is just…it’s just beginning…how could I exit? This world…will be my stage…the time is right for the show, and let’s give thunderous applause!” Sabie sweated heavily on her forehead, cheering her teeth, and at the same time The magic book in his hand was beaten fiercely on the ground to launch the treasure. With a snap, the pages flew out, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

“Huh? Inherent enchantment?” Heizhen’s pretty face changed slightly, and Sabie, who had been fixed on the ground, had disappeared. When she looked around, they were all fields and paths. The old house not far from the village entrance gave her an inexplicable familiarity.

“This is… Joan’s hometown? Illusion…No, is it Caster’s treasure? It’s ridiculous, this kind of thing can affect me?” Heizhen sneered, heard the footsteps behind him, and turned back suddenly, saw that A middle-aged village girl is like Joan of Arc twenty or thirty years later.

The old village aunt stayed a little, shocked: “Why… why would you be punished with fire and laughed at for eighteen years! You only got inspired to start your journey…”

The middle-aged village girl stepped forward and took Heizhen’s hand.

“Don’t touch me, let go–” Heizhen resisted, she didn’t admit that this woman was her mother, this village girl was Baizhen’s guy, not her. Although she thought reasonably, she hadn’t pushed Open the old village girl.

At this moment, Heizhen had to admit that Sabie really had a set, attacking her from the weakest part of human nature, killing no blood, referring to the literati.

At one time, Black Jean once thought that she was the blackening of Jeanne d’Arc, but when she learned the truth, she was a fake that didn’t pass. From the moment the saint was burned to death, she was born with the memory of Jeanne d’Arc!

“Please don’t go, Jenny…” the old village aunt begged bitterly.

“I have to go, but not for the country. If it is a white guy, she will go back and be silly to sacrifice to save the country! But I will not, I will only destroy everything, if it is really burned to death, then He deserves it too!” Heizhen seemed to say to himself, trying not to look at the sad face of the old village girl.

“It’s really ruthless! Although the script was not prepared for you, wouldn’t it hurt the situation? This is your mother~!” Sabie’s voice came from all directions, and it seemed to be very good for Heizhen’s performance. dissatisfied.

“Hehe~! I’m clear of true and false, you still have some tricks, even if you come out! Maybe it will make me happy.” Heizhen sneered in a malicious way.

“Cough, then let’s start the second act!” The stage curtain was pulled and opened again, and it has been replaced by a battlefield. The French and the British are fighting each other, one is full of corpses, and Heizhen is standing center.

“Boring, if it’s just that, then it can be over.” Heizhen didn’t touch at all. If she changed to Baizhen, she might be very heavy in her heart, but she won’t, the magic dragon flag waved, and the poison flame burned out. , Regardless of the enemy, all burned to death.

“Witch! Run!”

“The saint is crazy!”

The soldiers were dumbfounded, watching Heizhen in the flames, screaming and running away.

“Ha ha ha ha ha! It’s so funny, these people are not all puppets! Or, did you temporarily change the script?” Hei Zhen made a magical laugh and killed all the soldiers around. She was more than the British army. Hate the French army, as for those she knows, sorry, she will not be soft.

Seeing Heizhen killing the Quartet, and Shabi madly hiding in the dark to write the play, but no, the vengeful inflammation has done great harm to the stage and can’t let her go on.

“Wow–!” The curtain was pulled again and replaced with the third act! Heizhen found himself taken to the cross on the execution ground, surrounded by villagers.

“Do you want to play with my routine? Ridiculous!” Heizhen didn’t resist, but when she looked at the torture table, she saw that Lin Mo was tied up, and suddenly her pretty face changed.

“How? Surprised? Surprised? Unexpected? Do you think I am the kind of writer who can only do routines? NONONO! I just want to give the audience something different!” Sabie’s voice came from all around.

“…How dare you!” Black Jeong eyes exposed fiercely.

“Fire! Execution!” The soldiers threw the torches into the firewood, and the flames engulfed Lin Mo.

“Asshole!” Heizhen cut off the shackles and flashed his body, striking the two soldiers at the same time, stroking his hand at the same time, the flame was pulled out and extinguished.

“Huh?” At this moment, the surrounding picture changed again, inside a house, surrounded by blood and some destroyed puppets. At first glance, he was studying evil magic.

“Here is…” Heizhen squeezed his fist.

“Alternative to Tiforge Castle!”

“Is Gilles de Rice’s former residence?” Heizhen’s expression is slightly more complicated, and she can be born to be associated with that one.

“So what’s next? Do you want fakes to kill children to disturb my mind? I advise you not to bother!” Heizhen said coldly.

“No, no, it’s not a fake, it’s a real thing! We asked our actors to come on stage.” Shabi shouted, footsteps sounded, and a man in armor came out and saw Heizhen.

“…You are Jeanne? Has my experiment finally succeeded?” Giles said enthusiastically.

“Experiment?” Heizhen felt wrong all of a sudden.

“Don’t be surprised, he is indeed Giles himself, and it is summoned by my generation, although it is just a parallelism.” Sabie gave an explanation.

“Really Giles himself?” Black Zhen frowned.

“Of course, by the way, I also killed the **** who took you away. This is the best material.” Gilles said, lifting the wrap in his arms, which contained a human head.

“…” Heizhen’s face was gloomy, and the dragon flag in his hand spurted and pierced Giles with a puff.

“Wow…why…” Marshal stared wide and couldn’t believe it. Jeanne actually killed him?

“(⊙o⊙)…” The secret Sabie was also dumbfounded. It was unbelievable, how ruthless this Heizhen was, and she would shoot her old friend who admired her so much.

“Why? Although I know that this head is fake, I don’t allow you to do anything to hurt him, no matter who it is, as long as the intention is to hurt him, you have to die!!!” The apology in the eyes of Heizhen disappeared, replaced by Ruthlessly determined.

“Ah… it’s me… it’s me who made a wish to the Lord… resurrect you… why… abandon me… Jeanne…” The Marshal groaned with sorrow and despair.

“Because I fell in love with him! I will be his wife. Forget me, Giles! We are not suitable.” Heizhen shook his head and said this for Baizhen.

“No…” Marshal let out an unwilling roar, but his body glowed with bright green light, with endless pain, and despair and hatred by NTR, and finally completely dissipated…

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