Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

Doria's pink and white curly hair spread upwards from the ends of her hair, gradually dyeing into a bright red maple color. Looking at the strange looks cast towards them from all around the login point, her eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.

The five fingers hidden under the lace long sleeves subconsciously clenched together, emitting wisps of black mist.

Just as his anger level was about to reach full and he was about to take action, he was stopped by Ming Lai, who was standing by and had sharp eyes and quick hands.

Ming Lai grabbed Duo Ruiya's arm tightly and advised earnestly: "Calm down, calm down. This is a login point, not a fairy tale world. If you hurt someone, you will be rebounded."

Doria: "*@***@..."

Doria looked at the people around her who were gradually disappearing because of her anger, took a few deep breaths, forced herself to calm down, and finally managed to return to normal.

She raised her head and gave Ming Lai a standard smile, "Captain, I want to know something. Can you please tell me?"

Ming Lai took a step back and said cautiously, "Why are you being so polite? We are all on the same team. If you have any questions, just tell me. I will tell you everything I know."

"Oh, really?" Doria lifted the red hair scattered around her ears, smiling dangerously and charmingly, "Then I want to know who brought me out to embarrass myself when I was still not sure."

"Didn't I tell you? When the other 'me' shows up, don't listen to anything she says, don't agree to anything she says, and don't indulge her in doing things I don't allow. That useless person who is always causing trouble, what else can she do except cause trouble for me?"

Doria's voice became colder and colder. "Every time she leaves a mess behind and does shameful things for me to deal with, do you really think I won't destroy her?"

"Ah, this..." Ming Lai stepped back again, his tone vague because he felt too guilty, "Don't say that about yourself. In fact, in everyone's heart, no matter which you are, you are our favorite Doria."

Doria sneered, "Ha, thank you. Don't confuse that loser with me. I'm not as useless as her."

"Captain, if you can't restrain her in time the next time she appears, then no matter what the cost, I will make her disappear completely from my body."

Minglai had a splitting headache and was almost worn out by these teammates.

"But your appearance this time did save Little White Mushroom's life, and you didn't do anything out of the ordinary."

If that little cutie hadn't appeared in time, they wouldn't have been able to get Bai Jun's information in time. The damage caused by the sudden rupture of his heart was far more serious than he had imagined. He might not even be able to make it to the fairy tale world and would die outside the landing point.

Although he really had no way to repair Bai Jun's heart in a short period of time, he could rescue it.

At least it can last long enough for him to enter the fairy tale world and take some time off.

After entering the fairy tale world, the values ​​of all the panels of the body will remain fixed at the moment of entry. It is not like at the login point, as long as the heart is not repaired, then every minute and every second of staying will cause the health value to be lost until death.

In the fairy tale world, the board value will only decrease if you are injured or hit hard again. In other words, as long as Baijun can protect himself, he can still use the time in the fairy tale world to survive.

Minglai can use the time he spends in the fairy tale world to prepare for repairing his heart after he comes out.

It is no exaggeration to say that it was Doria's prophecy that saved Baijun's life.

If it weren't for her, if she had waited until she received the system prompt from the team to rush over, Bai Jun's body would probably have been cold.

Minglai thought that these words would calm Doria down a little, but he didn't expect that she was strangely silent for a while after hearing them, and then gave him a puzzled look.

"What does it have to do with me whether the white fungus dies or not?"

Doria sharpened her pointed canine teeth, her blood-red pupils flashing with a strange light, and she smiled a very evil smile, "If a No. 10 fraudster can't even pass this kind of fairy tale world, then he might as well die. I think God will bless him to go to hell soon."

"I don't mind him dying to make way for me. I've been sitting at No.11 for too long. I also want to know what it feels like to be in the top 10."

Ming Lai: “…”

Otherwise you might as well kill me.

Who are these people?

"See, I said that the discord within the Dawn Abyss was real. The witch dared to ask the Trickster to die in public and make way for her. Moreover, they just came here carrying a stretcher. They must be planning to kill the Trickster and collect his body."

"Tsk, you don't even need to tell me. Everyone knows that the people in the Dawn Abyss are not good people. It's better for them to be at odds with each other. Let them kill each other. One less scourge is a better one."

"A ruthless witch, a notorious fraudster... Tsk tsk, so what if she's in the first tier? Sooner or later, she'll be reported and die in an S-rank horror fairy tale because she's offended too many people."

"Shh, keep your voice down, what if they hear you?"

"I heard it, so what can he do to me? I can't hurt or kill anyone at the landing point, otherwise it will rebound back to me. Would I be afraid of them? What a joke."

"If you ask me, how can Dawn Abyss be compared to Rose Mansion? Among a group of crazy people, only the witch doctor Minglai is relatively normal. If he was willing to give up Dawn Abyss and join Rose Mansion, his reputation would have been many times stronger than it is now. It's all because of those people."

The Fairy Tale login point is a mixed bag. In addition to the executors who go in and out of the fairy tale world to complete their tasks, there are also many scum who hang out here just to read gossip.

Generally, we don’t discuss it in front of the person involved, or we just say that the person didn’t hear it, and if we have a good temper, we just ignore it.

but--

"What were you talking about just now?"

The red-haired girl appeared quietly in front of them, tilting her head slightly, with a sweet smile on her fair and tender face. She closed the feather fan in her hand, and politely made a gesture of listening attentively. The girl's voice was melodious and pleasant:

"Can you repeat what you said? I was a little far away and didn't hear it clearly."

Doria obviously does not belong to any of the above categories, even though she looks so natural and harmless and her voice is so sweet and moving.

"I, I didn't say anything."

"Me too, I didn't say anything, I have something else to do... so I'll leave first."

"Don't leave in such a hurry." Doria stood behind them, her eyes curved into crescent shapes in joy. The black mist lingering on her fingertips instantly condensed into threads, tying them up tightly.

She smiled and raised her hands in a pressing gesture. The two tied-up men looked terrified and struggled hard, but their legs fell to their knees uncontrollably.

"I'm not planning on killing you, why are you so scared?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said bad things about you. Please let me go. I won't do it again next time. I swear - as long as you forgive me, I will say good things about you every day and I will worship you! I have an 80-year-old mother and a 7-year-old child. I can't die..." The middle-aged man cried and tears streamed down his face. His triangular eyes, covered with fine lines, drooped lifelessly, and his round and plump face had three layers of fat at the chin.

While she was crying and saying these words, the fat on her face kept shaking, and her face was covered with tears and snot, which made people feel sick just by looking at her.

The other one kneeling beside him followed suit, and in the blink of an eye he burst into tears, telling her about his sorrows and hardships with tears and snot, begging Doria to let him go and spare his life.

Doria listened and watched without blinking.

He looked at them in circles as if he was observing something interesting, and his small leather shoes made a unique sound when stepping on the floor, like the countdown of the god of death reaping lives.

She leaned forward slightly and narrated calmly in a sweet voice: "I stopped believing in your nonsense when I was three years old."

"People always have to pay for their inappropriate words and deeds and pay the due price. Otherwise, how can they learn from their mistakes? I knew this when I was five years old. Don't you understand?"

Doria took out a knife from her waist and threw it in front of them with a sweet smile, "Choose for yourself, whether to be bound to the fairy tale world with me and let me kill you in the fairy tale. Or cut off your tongue and pay for your disobedient stinky mouth."

"You only have five seconds to consider. If you don't make a choice after five seconds, I will choose for you."