Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Be Herlings' wife?

Jiang Xinlian blinked: "We have been partners for a long time."

If it were him five years later, he would definitely be very happy to hear this.

Herlings smiled bitterly: "Then marry me again, okay?"

His broad hands held her shoulders tightly, not daring to let go.

Jiang Xinlian put her hand on the man's forearm, rubbing him softly with her cool palm.

She said: "Xinxin is willing to be your wife."

Mermaids are the species that most yearn for freedom. No one can force mermaids to do something they don't want to do.

So no matter how many times, she is willing to be Herlings' wife.

Helins looked at her face steadily, met her doubtful eyes, and then looked away.

"it is good"

He picked up the little goldfish, and the fish's tail immediately wrapped around his waist skillfully, leaning into his arms affectionately, and even very considerately giving himself a weight-loss magic.

I still learned this from Herlings five years later, otherwise the horse would have been crushed to death countless times.

Guangming Continent believes in gods devoutly, and only after the couple swears an oath in front of the statue of the god, their relationship will be truly fulfilled.

Jiang Xinlian curled up in the man's arms, her tail covered by the complicated skirt. Looking at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar scenery along the way, she finally came to her senses.

"You want to take me to the Holy See?"

she asked, looking up.

Herlings' jaw tightened and he looked straight ahead without answering. He didn't rein in his horse until the magnificent building appeared in front of him.

It was indeed the Holy See.

Is Herins here to take her to swear an oath in front of the statue?

Are you so worried that she will run away? Are you so anxious?

Jiang Xinlian's mouth twitched, and she followed Helins into the Holy See obediently.

After several turns, the crowd gradually disappeared and the surrounding environment became quiet.

Herlings took her hand and pushed open the door of the prayer room.

This is a place where only a few people in the Holy See can come. As the representative of the God of Light in the world, the Archbishop, and the Paladin are the knights of God, naturally they will not be crowded in the front hall like ordinary people.

Jiang Xinlian came here for the first time and looked at the statue in the center with curiosity.

It is still a pure gold statue without a face.

No one in the world knows better than her that God has fallen.

Now that she saw it for a moment, she fell into a trance and followed Herlings to kneel down in front of the statue.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Why don't you speak? Aren't you going to take an oath?

Jiang Xinlian tilted her head to look at the man beside her, and hooked his fingers in confusion.

The messy little hand was immediately wrapped in a big palm.

She refused: "Why don't you speak?"

Herlings' lips curved slightly: "Xinxin, when you say you are willing, the oath and so on will no longer be important."

Sometimes Jiang Xinlian really doesn't understand what humans are thinking, and gets angry: "Then why did you bring me here?"

"Because I am the one who is taking the oath today."

Herlings caressed her cheek: "Xinxin, since you are willing to be my wife, then I can wait for you legitimately."

Jiang Xinlian recognized their relationship, which meant that he finally had a position and was qualified to wait for her.

It's true that their fate is not yet there, but that doesn't matter.

Once a promise is made, it will never disappear.

There is no need to worry about the five years that cannot be spanned between them.

He can wait for her, wait until they meet again, wait until their fate begins.

Jiang Xinlian was stunned and silent for a moment: "Herins, when I take away your heart, you will no longer remember me. You don't need this."

The waiting is the longest and hopeless, and the darkness before dawn is the most desperate.

"I know," Herlings said frankly, "I know I will forget you, but I will wait for you."

"Your tail is very long and the bathtub is small. I can't create an ocean for you, so how about a lake?"

He smiled: "Dig a little every day. When we meet again, look at the lake and you will know that I have been waiting for you."

lake?

Everything started to fit together.

Why did Herlings still live in that small house after five years? Why would a wide lake appear in the vacant land five years ago?

Or even, why did he easily soften his heart when they first met her after just a few words of begging? But after just a few days of getting along, he fell in love with her deeply.

It turns out that love has always existed and has not disappeared with memory.

"You really have been waiting for five years."

She whispered softly, a little sour and a little angry.

She poked him with her sharp nails: "What if I'm lying to you? What if the memories I told you are all fake and we won't meet at all in five years?"

Herlings is really the stupidest human being!

Herlings was so painful that he simply clamped her hands down.

Hearing her tone of voice that sounded like she hated iron, she chuckled: "If it doesn't work in five years, then ten years. If it doesn't work in ten years, then 20 years. As long as I can live, then I can wait as long as I can."

Just think of him as the stupidest person in the entire continent.

He held one of Jiang Xinlian's wrists, pulled it and placed it on her heart, smiling calmly: "That's okay, Xinxin."

Jiang Xinlian looked at the man's golden eyes, and his vigorous heartbeat could be seen under her palm, and she clenched her free hand unconsciously.

Herlings…

A shallow golden light clung to the palm of his hand and gradually penetrated the man's chest.

Herlings breathed rapidly, showing a pain-bearing expression, and large drops of cold sweat fell.

The longer you delay, the more painful it will be.

Jiang Xinlian pursed her lips, hooked her fingers, and a blood-colored ball-like object appeared in her hand.

Herlings also lost his strength and lay on his back.

There was obviously no trauma on his chest, but he felt like something was disappearing from his body, which was very cold.

He gasped for air, his vision gradually blurred, and at the last moment of losing consciousness, he struggled to hold Jiang Xinlian's hand.

"Xin Xin..."

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