The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 882 Ch.881 Relationship
As for the ownership of "Miss Fox's Curse Essence", several ladies at the tea party shook their heads in unison - although their reasons were different, they all resisted this strange 'bad thing'.

Rose believes that love and hate should only be seen with your own eyes, and don't let anything else tell you.

Halida is horrified by the requirement to use it: taking a human heart every month...

Forgive a coward on the "Iron Cavalry" road.

As for Shandel...

She said she didn't like being penetrated by anything other than Roland, which was quite suggestive - it would have been better if she hadn't said it in front of Rose.

Roland himself doesn't need this thing.

Yolanda showed extraordinary enthusiasm for it:

When the brothers Feng Hu and Rusong listened to Roland's introduction, they all took half a step back, which showed the bravery of this girl.

"Why not give it to me?"

She thought about it and said that it was too shameless to give it to Roland. She could exchange some things from the Holy Church for Roland. After all, she had made up her mind to join and was considered a member of the Holy Church.

"You'd better be careful, Yolanda. Every magical item has a price to pay for its user, not to mention..."

"Besides, I'm just a mortal?"

Yolanda smiled and said, "Doesn't it love 'mortals' very much?"

Without any extra code objects, Yolanda would not have the chance to become a ritualist. As for herself, she did not think she had the talent of a "warlock". Otherwise, how could she not feel anything when she was with this group of warlocks day and night in London?
As a "rebel" of the White Lotus, can she only rely on muskets and swords to protect herself?
The shrewd girl looked at her elder brother Feng Hu, who was stupid and mentally retarded, and glanced at her younger brother Feng Rushong, who was more feminine and less masculine, and always felt that there was something missing in the sect - someone she wanted to fill.

Then.

'Seeing through people's hearts' is a very important ability.

“Don’t rely on it too much.”

"I won't rely on anyone anymore," Yolanda held the bone marrow in her hands, but she lowered her head and whispered, "Except you."

Rose sat at the table in the back, shaking Halida's shoulders and laughing foolishly.

Shandel stood quietly behind Roland.

Also in the room were Feng Hu, Feng Rushong, Feng Xuan, and a few young men whom Roland had become familiar with in recent days.

Christine was not invited, of course.

'Using a strange object' is different from 'being parasitized by a strange object'. The rebels have never witnessed the latter with their own eyes - they surrounded Yolanda and stared at her, making the girl feel a little uncomfortable.

"I feel like she's melting."

Roland suddenly spoke up.

Yolanda looked down in shock: "It will melt?"

"I say you."

Yolanda: ...

He glared at Roland, then simply raised his head, opened his mouth, and swallowed it all in one gulp.

The cold and smooth bone marrow touched the tip of her tongue and immediately rolled into a sweet liquid that went straight into her throat.

Yolanda held onto the table and coughed twice, then waved at Roland.

"I feel good."

There were hazy patches of color in her eyes.

Irregular colors like those spread out by a brush.

Roland and his group are all black...

No.

Shandel.

Shandel is...

Purple.

When she looked over, Xiandel was also looking at her with a smile.

Rolling his eyes.

Looking at the Feng brothers, it was just as Yolanda expected: the brothers were not "black" and "red", but white, which symbolizes mercy. Mercy.

The fragile connection between them is a helping hand in times of crisis, but Feng Hu and Feng Rusong are not as straightforward and bold as Roland. This makes the already suspicious girl always unable to let go of the hammer in her heart - there are things standing between them, and only after they are resolved can they truly trust each other...

In other words, let Yolanda give up her trust.

For now.

The White Lotus was just her temporary shelter, a temporary haven for a girl who didn't know where to go for revenge.

She leaned forward to thank him, but Feng Rushong waved his hand and said, "I have to thank Mr. Luo, otherwise we would have been wasted and ended up like Zhou Xiang..."

The smart man did not ask Roland how he knew what the magic weapon was used for. Since he became a "warlock", he, who was always more clever than his brother, had long discovered that some intangible things were far more valuable than imagined.

For example, knowledge.

"What are your plans?"

Rose looked at Yolanda, whose gaze was still wandering among the crowd, then turned to ask Feng Rushong.

If Yolanda had found a home, they would set off to continue their "travel" in this land - it was a rare trip to the East, so they had to visit a few more places.

"The treaty is about to be signed. According to your sect's practices, are you going to kill people in the city again?" She said sarcastically. Until now, she still didn't like the practices of the White Lotus Sect.

There is an essential difference between killing and massacre.

"The treaty is not important, Miss," Feng Rusong shook his head. "The government and the people are corrupt, and foreign poisons are rampant. The Holy Religion is the destiny..."

Rose frowned. "Talking nonsense will only waste time. Why do I feel like I'm talking to a bunch of stupid artists from the Ilet Art Association when I'm talking to an Oriental?"

Feng Hu scratched his arm impatiently and asked Yolanda in a low voice what an artist was.

"In your words - destiny. Miss Luo, destiny will guide us to the right place."

Rose folded her hands. "That's much nicer to hear, but it's still nonsense. You mean, we're just going to sit here and wait for the so-called 'fate' to knock on the door and tell you to get up and work?"

Feng Rushong nodded with a smile.

"How stupid."

Rose became impatient and turned away.

"I'm going to go find Christine. In a few days, Roland, we should leave too."

Rather than being disappointed, Roland believed that she was more bored.

"My friend doesn't like a dull life."

Feng Rushong was not annoyed by Rose's rudeness. He just bowed to Roland and invited him in for tea.

Roland didn't understand.

From what he had seen and heard along the way, this evil cult with "white lotuses everywhere" and murderous people was definitely not a sect that "relied on fate" - at least not in Roland's opinion.

They hung the foreigners and chopped off their heads.

They help the poor and teach the downtrodden how to access the Mystery.

I heard that Feng Rushong is discussing with Yolanda whether to establish a private law regarding opium paste - for example, chopping off the head if the word "opium paste" is mentioned... It won't be that serious.

all in all.

Roland thought he was not mistaken.

The "Holy Religion" led by the Feng brothers is definitely not a puppet that relies on fate and is manipulated by it.

and so.

why?
"From east to west, the Holy Religion has traveled through every inch of land. The blood of the people of the world is the blood of the Holy Religion..."

Feng Xuan poured the tea silently. Like Feng Hu, neither of them would interrupt on these topics.

"Mr. Luo, what do you think our purpose is?"

Roland: "Turn everyone into a wingless earthworm dragon."

Feng Hu just took a sip of tea, and his cheeks bulged and his eyes widened. He must have used a murderous force to prevent the tea from spitting out.

(End of this chapter)