Chapter 160 The Princess and the Witch's First Meeting
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When Lin En heard these words, he instantly became numb.
Although Yvesette's breath was sweet as orchid and her warm breath beside his ear made him feel intoxicated, the words she said were so terrible.
The Liar's condition was almost unsustainable.
At the same time, the words just spoken by the princess kept echoing in his mind.
She wants to contact Miss Witch?
Seriously? At this moment, Lin En felt his scalp tingling.
As a believer in the End, he possesses the means to communicate with Miss Witch. This is something Ivester had guessed a long time ago, and he didn't think he could hide it from her.
However, in order not to irritate the emotionally unstable princess, Lin En would never mention these things on weekdays.
Even Ivester herself, because she hated the existence of the Witch of the End so much, she repeatedly reiterated her request.
Don't mention anything about the future without her permission.
And Lynn has always done so, trying his best to avoid possible conflicts between the two sides.
But no matter what, there is always a hint of danger hidden deep in my heart.
He knew Yvesette's character very well.
With her extremely strong possessiveness, how could she share her beloved pet with another woman for a long time? So Lin En always felt that this bomb would explode sooner or later.
I just didn't expect it would happen now.
He really wanted to make an excuse, or just play dead like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.
But the problem is that I am in a state of hypnosis at the moment.
The person being hypnotized should obey the hypnotist's orders unconditionally.
Otherwise, all the previous disguises will be invalid, and Ivisette may even become completely angry and embarrassed, and it is unknown what she will do.
What should I do? At this moment, Lin En was sweating profusely.
Although I don't know why Ivester wants to get in touch with Miss Witch, it's definitely not like they can sit down and chat calmly like sisters having afternoon tea.
At this moment, Ivisette, who had not received an answer for a long time, couldn't help but frown.
She looked at the Mind's Eye mark on her palm and said to herself, "Why is there no response?"
Oh no!
Lin En thought to himself that something was wrong, and then quickly pretended to be dumb and slowly said, "The connection between Miss Witch and I is through a sealed parchment."
"Take it out."
Yvesette was not curious, but just stretched out her slender hand.
Damn it.
Damn it! Lin En couldn't imagine why he could stop the other party at this moment.
Reason told him that if he threw himself into her arms and took the initiative to be intimate with her, perhaps Yvesette would be very happy, but it would not be enough to cover up the anger brought about by being deceived.
After all, this matter has nothing to do with Miss Witch.
It was an act of concealment that he had done from her out of his own will.
If discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.
Feeling Ivisette's unquestionable bright red eyes, Lin En hesitated again and again in his mind.
In the end, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take out the parchment used to communicate with the witch lady from his arms and show it to her.
Maybe His Highness just encountered some problems, so he wanted to ask Miss Witch for advice? Thinking about it carefully, it is not impossible. After all, the other party has lived for 100,000 years, and both her vision and knowledge are far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
As a juvenile, it is not impossible for Her Royal Highness the Princess to occasionally take the initiative to seek advice.
Lin En comforted herself in this way.
"Carry me to the desk."
Seeing the parchment in Lin En's hand, Yvesette was not surprised, but opened her arms for Lin En to hold it.
The two of them soon came to the desk.
Lynn sat in the chair and Yvesette sat on his lap.
The posture was very ambiguous, but Lynn didn't have any sexy thoughts.
He was waiting for the final "judgment" that Yvesthe would bring upon him.
"I said, you write."
Yvesette gave Lynn a gentle kiss on the face, then put the pen from the table into his hand.
Lynn's consciousness took a deep breath.
"Bitch, I win this time."
Yvesette's voice sounded gentle yet provocative.
Just the first sentence was enough to make Lin En unable to hold back his temper. His hands almost trembled as he threw the pen away.
Fortunately, at this moment, Ivester was sitting on his lap, gently holding his chin, staring into his bright blue eyes as if she was carefully admiring some rare treasure.
Because her back was facing the desk, she didn't notice anything unusual.
Lynn gritted her teeth.
After much deliberation, I finally had no choice but to bite the bullet and write according to Yvesette's request.
Inside the Pantheon.
As usual, the cold woman with white hair and black dress lay on her back on the ground in the center of the hall, her eyes slightly closed, holding a book that she had not finished reading in her arms.
A lot of time has passed since his believers last left here.
Although she never mentioned it on weekdays, but occasionally in her free time, the witch lady would always be absent-minded, unable to suppress the inexplicable thoughts in her mind, and the figure of the boy would subconsciously emerge.
“Click.”
At this moment, a barely perceptible sound of breaking reached the ears of the witch lady.
She subconsciously opened her eyes and looked coldly at the chain of order on her right wrist.
As far as the eye can see, a hairline-thin crack has appeared on the wrist at some point in time. If you don't look carefully, it's almost impossible to notice.
This tiny crack certainly cannot affect the strength of the entire chain in the slightest.
But even so, there was still a glimmer in Miss Witch's eyes.
It's only been a few days?
He didn't expect that his believers were so powerful that they had caused a certain degree of shift in the fate of the Moon Goddess.
It seems that he has taken my instructions to heart.
Thinking of this, the Witch of the End sat up slightly, leaned against the load-bearing stone pillar behind her, and gently lifted the long hair by her ears.
There was a barely perceptible smile at the corner of her pink lips, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
If the shackles on her right hand, which symbolize the Moon Goddess, can be broken, her authority and strength will be further revived.
Of course, a crack of this magnitude was not enough to free her from the shackles on her right hand.
If it were expanded dozens of times, it would be much easier.
As she thought about it, the witch lady stretched out her index finger and gently stroked the crack on the shackles.
I rarely have the opportunity to meet Lin En on weekdays, and she is not the type who would show her emotions on her face.
So at this moment, she seemed to be looking through this crack, crossing a hundred thousand years of time to feel Lin En's heartbeat and the trajectory of his destiny.
But at this moment, a sudden premonition came to my mind.
She subconsciously raised her hand, and along with a wave of space fluctuation, a piece of ancient and old parchment instantly appeared in her palm.
Is it him?
The Witch of the End didn't think much about it. She curled her lips slightly and spread out the parchment.
Sure enough, a few lines of familiar handwriting slowly appeared on it.
But after seeing clearly what these words represented, the face of the Witch of the End suddenly turned a little cold.
Even though the handwriting was the same, the tone and meaning contained in it were extremely familiar to her.
"Bitch, I win this time."
Just the first sentence made her clench her slender fingers tightly.
The witch lady, who has memories of the past, certainly knows that this is the nickname Iviste gave herself.
Although in a sense it was also an insult to herself, it was still quite insulting.
Miss Witch frowned slightly, and a cold look appeared on her beautiful face.
She then looked down.
"At the banquet tonight, that lovely little Eleanor called me sister-in-law in front of everyone."
"I'm very happy, but I don't know how you feel right now."
"There is no need to comfort yourself with ridiculous excuses like 'I am just a part of your past', because the word 'sister-in-law' refers to me at this moment in time, not you in a hundred thousand years."
"This is recognition from his family, and it is something you will never be able to obtain a hundred thousand years from now."
"Since you are already trapped there like a prisoner, you should be prepared to be a stray dog instead of doing unnecessary things again and again. Lin En is by my side, and having me is enough."
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"I hope you can recognize this and stop disturbing our family in the future."
This is the end of the letter.
At some point, the witch lady sat up straight, her snow-white wrists under her sleeves trembling slightly, and even the chains of order made a slight sound.
It was obvious that she was suppressing unprecedented anger at this moment.
As the most powerful god throughout history, he had never suffered such humiliation since he ascended to the throne.
And all this was just caused by her past self that she hated so much.
In an instant, a raging red light flooded the entire Pantheon, as if it was going to completely penetrate the place where she was imprisoned!
As the power raged and ran wild, the witch lady's chest rose and fell rapidly.
Although there was no expression on his face, the coldness hidden in his eyes could not be eliminated.
She was really angry.
Want to try it?
The witch lady raised her right hand and stared at the tiny crack that appeared on the shackles.
Even if it was just a hint, it allowed her to vaguely grasp some kind of "gap".
Although it has not been tried yet, she thinks that by relying on this gap, she may be able to do something that has never been considered before.
Just when Miss Witch was hesitating.
A sudden memory in her mind instantly deprived her of her sanity.
"You're looking for death!"
Finished.
It's all over.
Thinking back to what he had just written on the parchment, Lin En's eyes were lifeless, as if he had just suffered torture and humiliation from his older sister.
Fortunately, he was in a hypnotic state at the moment, so this abnormality was not noticed by Ivester.
Looking at the words slowly disappearing on the parchment, a smile of watching the fun appeared at the corner of her lips.
It seems that my words have been well conveyed ten thousand years later.
I just don't know how that woman will react.
As Yvesette fell silent, the atmosphere became a little weird for a moment.
While Lynn was thinking about his future with a look of despair, he was silently observing Yvesette's movements.
In fact, he was very curious about everything that happened tonight.
I don't know why, but Her Royal Highness has become a little worried since she left Elohet Palace.
After coming back, he even did something inexplicably provocative to Miss Witch.
In his opinion, her change might be related to Saint Laurent VI.
Damn Old Deng, it’s already like this, is he still planning to do something bad in secret?
For a moment, Lynn was overwhelmed with thoughts.
There was a brief silence between the two.
For the next few minutes, Yvesette did not leave and sat on Lynn's lap the entire time.
Not only that, she also casually kicked off her high heels, revealing a pair of soft, white, slender feet, which she gently swayed and stretched, curling up in Lynn's arms like a cat.
Occasionally, when she was in the mood, she would put her ear against Lynn's chest and listen quietly to his rhythmic heartbeat.
It's as if waiting for something.
Finally, a few minutes later, Yvesette looked at the clock, seeming a little surprised why the expected situation did not happen.
"Isn't the excitement enough?"
She frowned and muttered to herself.
After a moment, Yvesette shook her head, as if she felt sad for herself a hundred thousand years later.
He can tolerate this, just like a turtle.
If she were to encounter such a situation, she would immediately return to her lovely puppy, even if it would cost her half her life, and kill all the bad women who tried to possess him.
Thinking of this, she looked at Lin En's handsome face and licked the corner of her lips with her pink tongue.
If that's not exciting enough, add some more.
Looking at her own reflection in those bright blue eyes, Yvesette slowly held his face and kissed him hard.
At the same time, he stared into Lynn's eyes intently.
She wasn't just looking into his eyes.
Instead, he used it as a mirror, staring at himself in his eyes.
That was her, but it was not just her.
If it was the bitch with the same memory, it would be easy to understand the deep meaning of Iviste's action.
This is through the reflection in Lin En's eyes, looking into the eyes of the Witch of the End one hundred thousand years later.
As if telling her.
No matter how hard a man's penis is, his lips are soft.
So sweet and delicious!
Thinking of this, Yvesette couldn't help but put her pink tongue against his palate, moving it back and forth gently and playfully.
Feeling this happening, Lynn's heart started beating wildly.
Don’t use a new account!
Please let me go! At this moment, there was no desire in his mind.
Lin En just wanted to pray to God to stop her from going crazy in front of him.
I don’t know why, but this woman has been fighting wits and courage with the air since just now.
After all, Miss Witch was one hundred thousand years later, and there was such a long distance between them, how could it be possible? However, just as this thought arose, an unprecedented powerful aura that even made his soul tremble suddenly poured into his spiritual world from the anchor mark of the Chosen One of the End.
Lin En didn't even have the ability to resist, and his eyes went dark in an instant.
At the moment when his consciousness was about to fade away, he finally realized what was happening to him, and suddenly understood the purpose of Ivester's actions just now.
yes.
Who knows oneself better than oneself? Even after 100,000 years, the morbid possessiveness buried deep in one's heart will not change at all.
This was something Ivester had known for a long time.
At this moment, in Bart Leon's mansion.
Using Lynn's body as a container.
The Witch of the End has arrived.
(ps: I am too sleepy, so I am taking a short nap. There is another one later.) I recommend this book to my friend. I will not regret reading it!!! (End of this chapter)