Mystery: Paradox Path Chapter 156

Hearing Snow's words, although Huang Beibei didn't have the slightest reaction, Snow still accurately captured her slightly red chin under the veil.

But Huang Beibei obviously didn't intend to admit it, and Snow didn't say anything more, just took out an exquisite gift box the size of a humidor from his arms.

"what is this?"

Looking at the gift box that Snow handed over, Bernadette subconsciously opened the pupil of the secret, and then, more than ten strange spiritual bodies were reflected in her eyes flashing with runes.

These earrings attached to the spirit body seem to have the magic power of "tempting people to wear them", which is definitely not a good thing in terms of Bernadette's mysticism.

"Some gadgets that allow the wearer to summon a spirit body equivalent to the combat power of Sequence Seven, help me send these to the sea, and throw them to those pirates through auction or other channels. In this regard, you should be better than I know."

Bernadette took the box, looked at the half of the groove vacated in the box, and frowned: "A total of twenty-two?"

"Well, I just borrowed the name of the tarot card, and it has nothing to do with the twenty-two pathways."

Looking at Snow's indifferent expression, Bernadette doubted his words, but took it over anyway.

"If you're planning something, you can tell me directly."

Bernadette took out an earring from the box. The Eye of Secrets didn't mean to close at all, but she found that, like the two dolls before, there was a trace of earrings in these earrings, and even she couldn't. parsing stuff.

"The Fool's quest? The paradox's rite of passage? Or... the true creator?"

Bernadette thought so in her heart, seeing her shining eyes that could hardly be covered by the fine tulle, Snow sighed and said:

"Huang Beibei..."

"Call me Bernadette."

"Okay, Ms. Bernadette." Snow sneered at Huang Beibei's behavior of immediately turning his face when he knew he was not his father, but he changed his title in a polite manner, "There are some rituals that can't be said, just like the black emperor. , need to 'secretly build' nine mausoleums, if an angel like you, who is already considered a high-ranking existence, knows too much, it will affect the development of things in mysticism."

"Understood." Huang Beibei nodded lightly, stuffed the jewelry box into the storage props, and after thinking for a while, took out a half-slap-length Xiuzhen scroll and handed it to Snow——

"This scroll stores some of my 'information', you should know how to use it."

Snow thoughtfully looked at Bernadette, whose emotions were covered by the veil, solemnly took the scroll, and put it away carefully.

As real angels, sages are already quite complete mythical creatures themselves, and their bodies are completely composed of information. In other words, this small part of information is equivalent to a part of Bernadette's flesh and blood, or... backup.

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Not to mention the practice of summoning out to help fight such a tyrannical creature, if he wanted to, Snow could even cultivate a little Huang Beibei just like he cultivated Xiao Zhenzao.

However, Huang Beibei does not have the authority of "I am all living beings, all living beings are me" like the Hanged Man. If he did, he would soon be completely split and become a completely different person.

Of course, if Huang Beibei dies unexpectedly for some reason, he can work it out and let her be resurrected on this small part with the help of mysticism.

Although Huang Beibei's original intention for giving him the scroll should not be this, Snow always felt that he would be punished by the gods if he used this thing for self-defense.

After leaving the scroll, Huang Beibei disappeared into the coffee shop. Regarding this way of leaving, which he often used to pretend [beep]], Snow just chuckled and shook his head. He got up to check out, A handsome face became so unremarkable the moment he went out. Today, he still has a lot of things to do.

"It's time to act." No. 18 King's Avenue, after waiting for Mr. Devil to complete the good night greetings, Klein began to summon himself, corresponding to his own ritual, accommodated Azik's copper whistle with his spiritual body, and started the present day. Late Phantom Thief action.

Compared to Roselle's diary on the first floor, the restoration study on the second floor seemed so underappreciated, Klein easily passed through the ceiling and came to Roselle's desk covered in glass.

He stretched out his hand towards the two bookmarks without hesitation, but just as he had succeeded and had not made any further action, the shrill and loud cry of the baby area suddenly echoed in the exhibition hall.

It was so illusory, as if it came from a far away place. Klein's body in the spirit state at this time stiffened, and his entire soul seemed to be frozen.

The cries continued to sound, like railings slowly surrounding him, and then, the entire space suddenly solidified, and a soft but emotionless female voice entered his ears——

"Why do you only take bookmarks?"

Klein raised his head stiffly~www.mtlnovel.com~ looked at the figure that seemed to be slowly descending from the sky, covered by the darkness, but the perfect figure and the black leather boots hanging from the shadows almost instantly let him down. Klein thought of this person.

"The woman who was with Mr. Demon in the exhibition hall before! Is she a strong machine heart? Mr. Devil is a high-sequence formula that wants to set a generalist pathway? Is it too late for me to say that I know Mr. Snow? "

Klein had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but the voice figure spoke again and asked in a slightly stern voice:

"Why get a bookmark? How did you know to get a bookmark?"

It's just that Klein has his trump card after all. The ability of the clown potion is activated, which makes his painted face show a bright and funny smile. Then, the summoning ceremony is terminated in an instant, and his almost transparent The illusory figure also disappeared, and the change in that moment made Bernadette's expression in the shadow slightly stagnate, but then, she frowned, the figure disappeared suddenly, the baby's cry and the eyeballs It also slowly fades away...

"Boiled!"

Snow, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up, a chaotic force wrapped around his body, an angel with thirty-six wings and a golden notebook appeared in front of him, but the next moment, he relaxed. Taking a breath, he said helplessly:

"Dear Ms. Bernadette, although you are from the open-minded Intis, it's still a bit too abrupt to break into the bedroom of an unmarried man at ten midnight?"

"What's in the bookmarks?"

Hearing Huang Beibei's abrupt question, Snow was slightly surprised and said inexplicably:

"You have no beginning and no end, what bookmark?"

"I know that sight, he knows you."

Chapter end

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