Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

Li Weiping had a dream.

He dreamed that he seemed to be on the battlefield, every pore was excited! When he led his brothers in and out, and was about to win, an inexplicable torrent smashed his team to pieces... After a short rest, he fought again with his whole army, this time he paid attention The level of military power is to advance slowly from the front, attract firepower, and then carry out a sneak attack from behind. Finally, after a stormy frontal assault, the opponent loses his armor and armor, and is powerless to fight again.

The warm sunshine shone on his face, and there was a burst of warmth. Li Weiping, who was wandering between awake and awake, had not had time to open his eyes, so he stretched his right hand towards the pillow and groped, muttering in his heart:

Did the phone alarm go off again? Maybe I fell asleep after turning it off... What time is it? There is still an appointment today, if you are late because you overslept, it will be miserable...

Hey, where's my phone!

Li Weiping turned to one side, barely opening his heavy eyelids.

As a result, he didn't find his mobile phone, and he didn't even see his bedroom. What caught his eyes was slightly messy clothes, a decoration design full of medieval style, and the sunlight shining on his face through the window, which was very dazzling. Familiar" and unfamiliar.

Isn't this the scene in the dream last night? Am I still awake?

As if realizing something, Li Weiping, who was lying on his side, tried to turn his body to the other side, like a rusty gear that had been in disrepair for a long time. Every time his neck turned, he could feel the stiffness in it.

A woman, a sleeping, beautiful female face, which gave him the illusion that he was still in a dream.

Does being too tired in a dream cause blurred vision? No, it's impossible, Li Weiping, who couldn't accept it, closed his eyes and prayed: I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming! Wake up, wake up!

Then, the eyes opened a slit to peek...

Depend on! Who is this woman? Why is it on my bed? What the hell happened last night?

What a big fucking mistake! Li Weiping, who has always claimed to be an "honest and trustworthy young man", has all three views destroyed at this moment, and he stares "viciously" at this "strange" woman in front of him.

Eyelashes trembled due to breathing, sweat stains remained on the tip of the upright nose, and the small mouth of the cherry opened and closed slightly in sleep, highlighting a delicate and fascinating beauty.

This made him can't help but have a sinful thought: it doesn't seem too bad to spend a good night with such a woman.

Calm down... Li Weiping gave himself two mouths in his heart. Is this a question of whether it is a loss or not? This is a matter of judgment!

He turned the quilt and looked in, and his last hope was dashed.

But I really don't know her! Did you drink last night? No! The plot in this kind of third-rate soap opera would actually happen to me!

Li Weiping, who wanted to cry without tears, lifted the quilt on his body, turned over carefully and got out of bed. When he was sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to pick out his own clothes from a pile of mixed clothes, a pair of soft and boneless hands quietly He climbed up to his waist without a sound, and quickly moved to his chest. At the same time, his back was squeezed by a heavy object, and the heat of a woman's breathing came from his ears:

"You were awesome last night!"

It's a compliment, right? It must be... Besides, the language she speaks is very strange, but I can understand the meaning... It seems to be Loen language, wait a minute, Loen...

Seeing that he didn't respond, the woman felt the tightness of this body. Her hands flowed down the river, brushing over her regular and healthy abdominal muscles. When she was about to reach her destination, she was caught by the man's hand. Instead of struggling, she smiled lightly. One sound:

"Why are you nervous, you were not so shy last night."

Woman, your behavior makes me very confused. Did I sleep with you, or did you sleep with me? This is a philosophical question, probably also a physical question... Li Weiping has a lot of thoughts at present, but they are all entangled in countless knots. He is not in the mood to flirt at all, and he just wants to find an excuse to leave:

"I'm going to the bathroom."

What came out was the standard Loen official language, Backlund accent.

He casually picked up a piece of clothing and simply wrapped it around his body, and walked quickly towards the door. A woman's sweet voice came from behind him:

"The bathroom is in the second room near the stairs."

Li Weiping's forward pace paused for a while, but he didn't turn his head back. He only responded with a simple "hmm", and then gently closed the door.

Standing in the corridor, he took a deep breath, held on to the railing with his hands, and endured the stinging pain caused by the memory fragments constantly emerging in his mind. After calming down a little, he went straight into the bathroom.

Strange to say, this closed, narrow space actually gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

The reason is probably because he traveled through, and here is the "mysterious" world.

The man in the mirror was young and handsome, about twenty years old, with light blue pupils, deep eye sockets, three-dimensional and exquisite facial features, slightly thin lips, and short black hair messily scattered, making him look chic and unrestrained.

Joyce Best, the newly promoted baron of the Kingdom of Loen, has a charming appearance and a noble status. His mother died when he was young, and his father died in a war not long ago. If you don’t consider being cursed or sacrificed anytime, anywhere risk, it's a perfect crossover object.

Li Weiping... No, Joyce Best laughed at himself in the mirror, his eyes full of helplessness and bitterness.

In his previous life, he had read a lot of time-traveling novels, and had fantasized about the story of himself killing the world after time-traveling, but "secret" was one of the worlds he least wanted to travel through.

The underlying logic of this world is chaotic and crazy. Even the people and "gods" here are not very normal, and they will face the end of the world in their lifetime.

How can I be so unlucky!

Doomsday, Outer Gods... Wait, shouldn't I, who understands these secret knowledge, die suddenly in place? Why am I still alive? Could it be that I have been polluted? Became a favored person of an Outer God?

But I'm just an ordinary person who isn't even a Sequence Nine!

Huh... The memory fragments that emerged in my mind showed that the original owner was chasing extraordinary knowledge and power recently, well, this is very reasonable.

Taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath, splashing a handful of clear water on his face to temporarily calm down the turbulent mood, he began to look through the memories that kept pouring out of his mind.

Today is the 22nd of May, 1349.

The time when "The Fool" will come seems to be at the end of June... Don't ask me why I can't remember the exact time, who reads novels to memorize the timeline, don't they all follow the plot line of the story! We don't know that we will time travel, otherwise we must memorize the whole book!

However, there are all kinds of sealed items in this world, and there are many ways to awaken memories. He alone knows more than one. Audiences can read minds, divination, and psychic, and you can pray to the gods if you are brave... Well, the last one cross out.

"Joyce, how are you?"

The knock on the door and the woman's inquiry came very abruptly, which made him tremble like a frightened bird. He almost lifted his heart into his throat. Realizing that he had probably stayed in the bathroom for a long time, he hurriedly replied:

"It will be fine soon."

After solving his personal problems, along with the sound of the simple toilet flushing, the information about the woman outside the door was quickly sorted out in his mind. There was not much information, but Joyce's expression changed again and again.

Her name is Emily, and she met the original owner by a coincidence... Coincidence? Gan... At that time, Joyce was chasing extraordinary powers. After Emily demonstrated many magical abilities including invisibility and controlling flames, the original owner's heart yearning for extraordinary was completely captured, and he walked on the road of licking dogs without hesitation.

Until last night, he was still dreaming of the double dream of embracing a beautiful woman and gaining extraordinary power.

Sin!

Am I sleeping with a witch? !

Joyce rubbed his face vigorously, trying to revive the sluggish expression. Countless neurons in his head were running wildly: the original owner was a fool who was charmed by the "witch". You won't be seen through, it's time to test your acting skills, come on, you can do it.

Then Joyce directly opened the bathroom door, he didn't want to make a "witch" wait impatiently.

Emily outside the door was only wearing a tulle-like dress, leaning on the railing on the second floor, her proud figure looming in the sunlight, she walked up to Joyce, pointing her finger at his chest, He laughed in a tone that couldn't tell whether it was "royalty" or "desire":

"I thought you were reluctant to come out."

"How could it be? If you really want to be reluctant, you should also be reluctant to let go of you, a charming and charming beauty."

Joyce said flirting words on his mouth, but he roared in his heart: How are you so proficient, hey!

Emily showed a happy expression, and said with a smile: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth! But I like it. Since you have satisfied me, then I should also satisfy your wish."

"Come with me." She winked, turned and walked downstairs.

desire? what wish? That's right, to become a Extraordinary... But she is a "witch". Will there be other ways to formulate potions? Could it be that I want to take the Witch Way?

No!

At this time, Joyce's mind was completely filled with a bleak scene of heavy snow.

"Come here!"

Emily was standing in the middle of the stairs, hooking her hands at him affectionately.