Chapter 220 The Saint Wants to Save Her Fiancé (1)

At this moment, Ashburn looked really pitiful.

It couldn't even be considered a human being, but just a rotten, moving piece of meat. He didn't even dare to change his clothes that had already been soaked with thick juice.

Ashburn had tried it before, but when he took off his clothes, the cloth tore off a large piece of his rotten skin, revealing the dark brown flesh inside that had also begun to rot.

At this time, how could Ashburn still be as handsome and suave as he once was? Once upon a time, no matter where Ashburn appeared, he was the center of everyone's attention. Whether they were saints, nuns, noble ladies, or even women from the royal family, they would desperately get close to him, hoping to be favored by the Son of God.

But now, except for his fiancée, Saint Isabel, no one was willing to get close to him. The three nuns who had tried desperately to curry favor with him in order to be qualified to act with him, all pinched their noses subconsciously.

The four paladins even stayed away in the name of being on guard.

There's nothing we can do about it, since the smell coming from Ashburn is so terrible.

It feels like a piece of fat that has been soaked in a manure pit and then exposed to the sun for three days and three nights. Just smelling it makes people dizzy.

The seven people were full of admiration for Saint Isabel who had been taking care of them. Even if they were just close to Ashbern, even if they were pinching their noses, the extremely strong stench seemed to pollute the air around them, and they even felt their skin itchy inexplicably.

And Isabel, during these three or four days, stayed by Ashburn's side without leaving.

I really don’t know how Her Royal Highness the Saint can endure. The area around His Royal Highness the Son of God is even more terrifying than hell.

Biting her lips with her pearly teeth, Isabel took out a bottle of potion from the storage ring, glanced at Ashbern, sighed, tilted the bottle, and the clear potion dripped onto Ashbern's body.

There was no way, Ashburn could no longer take potions like a normal person.

His tongue, his throat, and even his internal organs had begun to show signs of decay.

Most people who encountered such serious injuries would have died long ago.

However, Ashburn's strength is strong after all. He is a legendary five-star strongman with an extremely tenacious lifespan and will not die so easily.

Of course, this was not necessarily good news for Ashburn. Feeling his flesh and blood rotting away bit by bit and his life slipping away bit by bit, Ashburn finally felt what Vice Pope Apu had once endured. It was simply the cruelest torture in the world.

The most terrifying thing is that the decay of Ashburn's body only affects his flesh, but not his soul. Therefore, Ashburn's consciousness was very clear from beginning to end, clearer than ever before. He could clearly feel the pain in every part of his body.

The medicine spilled all over Ashburne's body.

The festering areas on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the good times did not last long. Before the wounds were even completely healed, the skin that had just recovered a little began to rot again.

"ah……"

The feeling of his skin rotting made Ashburn groan in pain, and his rotten flesh began to twitch violently: "Kill me, Isabel, I beg you, kill me, I can't stand it anymore."

Pain and despair tortured Ashburn. This was not the first time he wished Isabel would kill him with her own hands. He would rather die than continue to stay in this hell and suffer torture.

Seeing Ashburn's appearance, Isabel's face was filled with worry.

She would never watch Ashburn die, nor would she end Ashburn's life with her own hands.

Others hate Ashburn, but Isabel doesn't... No matter what Ashburn becomes, she will never leave him.

Isabel's eyes dropped.

As for the inexplicable decay of Ashburn's body, and the fact that no potion could cure it, Isabel had never seen such a strange situation before.

It's like some kind of mysterious and terrible curse.

But where did this curse come from?

Before Ashburn's body began to rot, they did encounter some enemies. Although those so-called enemies were just trial-takers who entered the Temple of Dusk together, after seeing that Ashburn's side had a large number of people, the other side retreated one by one. But Ashburn still took action and killed those people all. In the words of His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, each of these people might be a bastard who plundered all the wealth of Dragon Valley.

The only person who absolutely could not be the bastard who plundered the wealth of Dragon Valley was the mysterious man who stayed beside the fox girl Bai Yuan. He was also the only person who was still alive after Ashburn took action personally.

Isabel didn't know much about the man. She only heard from several paladins that when the man first appeared, his realm was only at the panic level. He then abducted a woman that Ashbern liked, and thus incurred Ashbern's hatred.

I vaguely remember that when His Royal Highness the Son of Saint was fighting with that man, he seemed to have taken something out of his arms and threw it out, and then it was smashed to pieces by a slap from His Royal Highness the Son of Saint.

The bottle seemed to contain only some gray-black smoke.

Could it be that the inexplicable decay of His Highness the Saint was caused by that glass bottle?

A light of hope suddenly flashed in Isabel's eyes. She stood up and took a deep breath. Then she looked at Ashburn again: "Your Highness the Saint, please rest here. I won't let anything happen to you."

"Believe me, no matter what the cost, I will find the antidote to save you."

After saying this, Isabel suppressed her worry about Ashburn and turned away.

Although the four paladins did not want to get close to His Royal Highness the Son of God and therefore went out to patrol, they were not without gain. At least they saw with their own eyes that the fox girl and the mysterious man went into a building that looked like a library and never came out again.

…

On the other side, the storm subsided.

Bai Yuan, the little fox, finally got a complete release of the impulse that had been accumulating in his body for many years.

He probably can't beat him a hundred times, but fifty times is unlikely to be enough. Bai Yuan is worthy of being a legendary eight-star master, and his physical strength is different from that of ordinary people.

Even after such a long period of conquest, she still doesn't look tired at all. Instead, she is full of energy and her face is radiant. She seems to be more beautiful than before.

Just behind Bai Yuan, there were two more tails, making a total of five.

According to Bai Yuan, if one could break through to the legendary nine stars, one would be able to have six tails.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The Six-Tailed Supreme.

In the fox girl clan, she represents not only strength, but also an extremely respected status.

Nowadays, among the entire fox girl clan, only Bai Yuan's sister Bai Lan has six tails. Among the entire fox girl clan, up to the recorded history, the number of six-tailed fox girls can be counted on one's fingers.

The little fox pouted her cheeks and put on a silver priest robe. There was no other way, as all her clothes were torn to pieces, and she couldn't just get some cloth strips or animal skins to wrap herself like other orcs did.

This is Ron's spare costume.

Are you kidding? Ron's storage ring only contains some items that can increase interest. How could it be possible that it actually contains women's clothes?

But you know what, this set of clergy robes has a different kind of temptation when worn by this vixen. The holiness of the priest and the charm of the fox girl seem to have achieved a natural fusion, which is extremely beautiful.

Ron's clothes were naturally very loose, and the robe was loose in nature, so it should have been very ill-fitting on a woman. But on Bai Yuan, there was no such feeling at all. Even the loose robe could not hide Bai Yuan's pride. There was a charming curve between her chest, waist and hips.

The outline of plump legs is faintly visible.

Her slender waist was bent and her small hands were fiddling with the pure white high heels on her feet.

The ten-centimeter heels made Bai Yuan feel very uncomfortable. Even though she was very strong, she was still wobbly and felt like she might fall at any time.

I don't know what this guy's hobby is. He insists on making me dress like this. Moreover, he has a set of twisted logic. Something like the higher the heels, the higher the attack power. Does he want to poke people with these heels?

She's a magician, okay?

My smooth little feet were all seen by this guy, which was a bit embarrassing.

I don't know what the fox girl clan's concept of chastity is. They had already rolled around in the bed... no, it was on the floor, the desk, and the windowsill. Everything that should and shouldn't have happened happened, and at this time they still cared about bound feet.

Ron narrowed his eyes slightly, admiring Bai Yuan Gengyi. Being able to conquer such a legendary eight-star master and make such a powerful woman so well-behaved and obedient, the satisfaction in his heart was incomparable to the physical pleasure.

With her slender figure and ten-centimeter high heels, Bai Yuan's figure becomes even more perfect, not bad, not bad.

"What are you still looking at? I'll dig your eyes out if you keep looking." Bai Yuan glanced at Ron and said fiercely, but with his flushed cheeks and trembling eyelashes, he really didn't have much killing power.

Seeing that he couldn't threaten Ron, Bai Yuan seemed a little discouraged: "Don't lie there, let's go. We've wasted a lot of time."

"Don't be impatient, I'm waiting for someone else." Ron smiled mysteriously and said confidently.

Judging from the time, Her Highness the Saint should be here soon.

The first chapter is here. I have arrived home and will update it soon.

(End of this chapter)