Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2522 The Witch of the Rose Duke (45)

  She was pale and sweating,

   Pain-relief skills such as minimum life insurance do not conceal body instincts.

  Although she doesn't hurt, her body still hurts.

  There are all the physical reactions that should be there.

  Her legs started to go weak.

  Bai Weiwei held her breath, but she didn't dare to raise her head, and she didn't show any painful expression.

  But if someone lifts her hood, they can see her abnormally white face.

   And the sweat from the pain on her head.

  Pegley was on the carriage, looking down coldly.

  The bright magic circle has been opened for so long.

  If she is a witch, she should not show signs of struggle.

  This is his first show in front of the public, showing miracles.

   The witch must appear.

   Otherwise his reputation would be ruined.

  Pegley said coldly: "I didn't expect that evil dark demon to be so cunning, but under my holy light, evil will have nowhere to hide."

   After speaking, he waved his hand.

   "All heads up."

  He did not believe that such top-notch light magic would not be able to force that witch.

  Bai Weiwei's face was pale, her fingers trembled so much that she couldn't hold it.

   Raising her head, her abnormality was nowhere to be seen.

  Everyone looked up.

  Bai Weiwei, who kept her head down, looked extremely conspicuous.

  Pegley immediately sneered, "That hooded believer, look up."

   Commands from above are like looking down on ants.

  Bai Weiwei only felt that the order had just been issued.

  A burst of targeted light magic directly attacked.

  She has the mark of a witch on her body.

  As long as it is offensive light magic, it is harmful to her.

   And this attack magic is to kill her.

  Bai Weiwei was about to ask the system to send her away.

  Leaving aside identity leaks, life matters.

  The moment she just spoke, a pale and slender hand gently landed on her back.

  The light attack magic also just fell on Bai Weiwei.

   After a burst of light.

  Bai Weiwei still stood upright.

   Even the strangeness in her disappeared.

   Only a coolness surrounded her.

   This cool guardian force comes from the boy who stretched out his hand.

  The voice of the person behind him was low and hoarse with a little helplessness, and there was a touch of gorgeousness in his voice.

   "Why did I get bullied when I couldn't see you for a while?"

  Bai Weiwei froze.

  She murmured in a low voice: "Char."

  The grievance in the voice appeared with a crying sound.

  The hand on her thin back became stronger because of her crying.

   It seems that the owner of the hand is angry.

  Then the beautiful fingers moved down slowly, and finally came to her waist.

   With a little force on his fingers, he hugged the aggrieved girl into a warm embrace.

  Shaar, who was wearing the same poor coarse hooded robe as her, was standing behind her at this moment.

  The juvenile's scattered honey-colored curls fall under the eyes, in the gloomy shadow, the purple eyes are deep and dark.

   "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

  The little witch muttered as if she didn't believe him.

   "You were resurrected by black magic, the Son will kill you. I am a witch, and I will be burned too."

  Worry in a low voice, and look scared.

   It made his eyes even colder and frightening.

  Like a large harmless animal, the boy rested his jaw lightly on her weak shoulder.

   There was a smile in his words.

   "It's okay, my Weiwei is the kindest witch, light magic will not cause any harm to you."

  Bai Weiwei seemed a little disbelieving.

  Char had already said softly: "Is it not uncomfortable? It's just that you haven't encountered any large-scale magic, so you don't get used to it at the beginning. It's all right now."

  Bai Weiwei seemed to be in a daze for a while.

   "But I'm a witch."

  Char whispered softly, like the wind of rose fragrance.

   "It doesn't matter if we die together, aren't you... my lover?"

  The lover is contained in the lips, tender and gorgeous.

  Bai Weiwei's ears were sore, the itching was unbearable, and the tips of her ears turned red.

   But she was very moved.

  Such a long time of hypnosis and brainwashing.

  Finally, he turned a person who lost his memory into his lover.

  The bright future with increasing favorability made her feel that all the hard work was worth it.

   And when Shaar looked sideways, he saw her pale face under the hood and the cold sweat on her forehead.

  His cold eyes were even more terrifying.

  With killing intent, Shaar slowly raised his eyes.

  Looking at the Son standing on the carriage.

   Good night for the last update

  (end of this chapter)