The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"It's still early. You're full now. Do you want to take a nap? If so, I'll light some incense for you."

The room was so quiet that only the sound of running water could be heard. Xuelian silently cleaned up Theresa's dishes.

According to her usual habit, if Theresa woke up too early, it was mostly because she was hungry. After eating, she would go back to sleep for a short nap.

Xuelian was already familiar with her life rhythm. After she fell asleep, she would sit beside her and read quietly. When it was almost time, she would wake her up to wash up.

"No!"

Theresa suddenly jumped out from under the quilt and shouted excitedly: "I want to change myself! Ah... cough cough cough!"

After speaking a few more words, Theresa suddenly started coughing violently.

Seeing this, Xuelian quickly handed over a cup of steaming milk and sat down beside Theresa's bed.

"Don't force yourself. If you can't speak yet, then don't speak for now. Forcing yourself to speak will only make you more painful. But since you're determined to change yourself, why don't we start by developing the habit of getting up early?"

Theresa didn't want to listen to these advices at all. She just wanted to express her thoughts freely.

So she stubbornly yelled, "Woo woo woo...I want to speak!"

For Theresa, not being able to communicate freely with others was a great torture.

No matter whether it was an intense fighting scene or the trivial details of daily life, she always felt extremely frustrated because she could only utter a few simple words.

"To be honest, I can't really help you much with this. Besides, I've always been curious about what you did to deserve being accused by the goddess herself. If you really can't hold it in and want to talk about it, you can try speaking slowly and bit by bit. Maybe it will help."

If I do as Xuelian said, won’t I end up stuttering?

"Come...out...and...play...with...me..." Theresa tried to speak this way.

"That's just stuttering."

"No more."

"Look, this solves the problem."

"you!"

This made Theresa extremely angry, but she couldn't find the right words to vent.

"I'm not kidding you anymore. If I go out, I have to dress up, otherwise I might not spend any money at all." Xuelian said as she opened the cabinet.

The scene before her made her frown. The closet was full of clothes with minor flaws.

It seemed like every time she came back from going out, there would be a few pieces of clothing that had suffered varying degrees of damage.

Theresa jumped out of bed and quickly picked through the many clothes.

Not long after, she happily picked up a coat that was as white as snow, with a few hints of light yellow on the edges, and handed it to Xuelian.

"Wear mine!"

"Isn't it a little small?"

Xuelian took the coat and held it in front of her body to measure it a few times, because Theresa was not very tall.

"Wear it or not."

On the street, an early-rising postman rode his bicycle slowly forward, leaving two shallow tracks on the fresh snow, and a thin layer of snow also fell on the mail package on the back seat of the bicycle.

The pine trees on the roadside seemed to be wearing a more fluffy white cloak, and snow fell from the branches from time to time.

It's completely covered with snow.

"What are we going to do next?"

Under Theresa's repeated and strong requests, Xuelian reluctantly put on the hat and carefully wrapped the scarf around her neck.

In fact, for snow lotus, which has strong cold resistance, such protective measures are completely unnecessary.

But Theresa really didn't want others to think that there was someone with strange behavior around her.

“Buy some delicious food!” Theresa shouted excitedly.

Early in the morning, the bread and desserts must have been freshly baked, and they taste absolutely the best at this time!

"Didn't you just finish eating?"

Xuelian looked at Theresa who stopped in front of the food stall again and couldn't help but ask.

Theresa frowned slightly and replied impatiently, "You're so annoying."

The purpose of bringing you out is to let both of us relax and enjoy ourselves, but you always say things that spoil the fun.

"What... do you usually... do..."

"I'm usually busy killing... um... judging some of the most sinful people."

What kind of trial? They're just busy killing people.

Maintaining world peace depends entirely on the Saint.

Theresa no longer hesitated and simply put her hands behind her head and walked along the street at a leisurely pace.

Suddenly her eyes lit up and she ran quickly in a certain direction with excitement. She ran so fast that the white beret on her head fell off.

Seeing this, Xuelian sighed helplessly, "Your hat! Forget it, I'll wait for you here."

She silently bent down, picked up the exquisite beret, and stood there quietly, following Theresa's receding figure with her eyes, patiently waiting for her to return.

"Oh, why is it so cold here? I'm freezing to death. I should have dressed warmly. It's snowing."

On this icy and snowy foreign street, the biting cold wind whistled past like sharp ice knives.

A man was walking alone on the street.

He was wearing a long black coat, the hems of which fluttered violently in the strong wind.

The cigarette in his mouth flickered in the cold, and the smoke was instantly blown away by the strong wind as soon as it came out, leaving no trace. He wore a sword at his waist, and the scabbard swayed gently with his steps, making a slight sound when it collided with his body.

"College...college...why is it so far away? I should have found a carriage earlier."

Akzan complained as he desperately rubbed his hands together, trying to bring himself some warmth.

Just then, a figure appeared in his sight.

It was a man in a white coat, holding a hat with a sunflower pattern on it.

In this country, it is rare to find people dressed so brightly.

Apart from her, Akzan really couldn't think of anyone else who would appear in front of him in such a unique way.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face involuntarily, and then he ran towards the figure happily.

"Ahahaha, I didn't expect to see you here! Little mute girl!"

However, the joy turned to sorrow.

Because the ground was covered with frost and was extremely slippery, Akzan was not careful and his foot slipped, and he fell forward.

There was a dull thud and Akzan fell heavily to the ground. What was worse was that he happened to pin the man in the white coat in front of him under him.