105, do you dare to be uglier

Most of the time, Yin is doubting that Blackcuron's head was first hit by the dementor, and then untied by Xiao Hong. In fact, he has long remembered all the things - including many things that he has forgotten in the past, but continues to pretend to be amnesia in front of him to win sympathy?

For example, Idalos, the only confrontation between them was in the underground secret room of the Temple of Faith in Jinqi City. In addition, Yin never knew that there were other intersections between them, and she always believed that Blackcurrants should know everything about Idalus after listening to him.

But it turned out that she was wrong. Her knowledge of Idalos was limited to the gentle priest in the confession room of the temple, and Blackcuron obviously knew more.

"How is he different from other priests?" Quincy pulled a chair and sat down, asking curiously.

The black currant stirred the soup in the bowl and said, "Generally speaking of priests, what do you think of?"

Everyone around the table began to answer, which was nothing more than the conventional definitions of bright attributes, combat incompetence, and strong assistance. The late Pars auxiliary sacrifice yawned and walked into the restaurant. Seeing them around a pile of chattering, they also sat down at the table next to them curiously. After listening for a while, he said, " For a truly talented priest, the life attribute should be higher than the light attribute. If the other party is a dark magician, he should be suppressed by the life attribute.

His point of view has been unanimously agreed by everyone. People in the whole continent of Somera know that the most overwhelming force is the power of death, followed by the power of life. Although light and darkness are mutually restricted, they are suppressed by the power of life. If the priest is against the dark magician, the latter should usually fall behind.

"The biggest difference between Idalos and most priests is that his life attributes are not innate." As soon as the black gallon came out, there were bursts of exclamation on the table.

Suti opened her eyes wide: "Can the attributes be changed the day after tomorrow?"

Quincy rubbed his chin with his fingertips: "I've heard of a way to change the attribute ratio, but it doesn't work if the foundation is too bad."

"No, I don't think Mr. Blackcurrant meant that," Pars interrupted cautiously. "I'm afraid what he meant was that this Idalus was born without a life attribute."

The magic field of Somera generally regards the power of life that can only maintain normal metabolism and cannot be artificially improved and used as non-existent. After all, it is impossible for anyone to have no life power at all, even a necromancer is no exception.

Elena was surprised: "Is it possible? I remember that when he became a supplementary sacrifice, because of his high talent, it was a sensation all over the country. Pars couldn't answer about this, so he turned his eyes to the blackcurrant.

"Is it because of his spiritual power?" Yin couldn't help asking, since he can use the natural elements outside his body to perform arcane, Idalos is also an arcane, or is there any way to condense natural elements to cover up his original attributes?

Blackcurrant nodded and said, "When I clashed with him under the Temple of Faith, the first thing he thought of was not to use law, but to use the forbidden place of light. It can be seen that his original attribute should only be light, and the attribute of life was attached to his body in other ways."

Everyone suddenly realized, but Yin asked suspiciously, "You remember the matter of robbing the urn. Do you remember who I am?"

Blackcurrant shook his head calmly: "What happened that day has something to do with you? I don't remember."

Looking at him, he didn't look like a fake. Yin was so depressed that he didn't want to hear the words behind. He threw down his knife and fork and left the restaurant.

Marde, who was not threatened by vampires, returned to normal and bustle overnight. Yin walked out of the door of the hotel, and the street was full of people. Many young girls about her age were handing out tickets for the opera. She took one by the way and saw that the name of "Equila Opera House" was printed on the tickets. It seemed that the city was all over the city yesterday. I passed by the door when I was running, but the time was tonight, so I couldn't go.

When the ticket was about to be thrown away, the corner of my eyes suddenly caught a glance at the actor's list on the back of the ticket, with a rose seal printed on it.

"...Is this guy intentional?" Yin thought for a moment and decided to catch the person back at the celebration party tonight.

The crimson rose seal was once printed in the corner of the note. Ordinary people may forget it after reading it, but Yin ignored the key on the note because she didn't care at the earliest, and then read it repeatedly, so she was impressed.

Solandal printed his own seal on the ticket. Is he trying to convey any message? Or is it just a prank?

Yin put the ticket in the pocket of the apron, recalled the location of the Tequila Opera House, and went to see what happened alone.

The street was too noisy. People came and went with traffic. Yin listened all the way and walked forward. She didn't notice that someone was following her and secretly observing.

It took several streets to find the Tequila Opera House. Looking at the nearly 100 steps in front of the theater, she didn't want to climb. She sat on the flower bed across the road and became worried.

The stalker also hid behind a clump of leaf-watching plants and looked at her silently.

A little boy holding a large pile of leaflets ran and shouted, "In addition to the nickname, Mr. Okert's latest masterpiece will be staged at the Tequila Opera House at 8 o'clock tonight, which will truly present you the whole process of vampire sanctions, ensuring immersive and enjoyable! Let's take a look!"

Yin's chin fell to the ground - who is Mr. Orcter? The vampire was only eliminated in the middle of the night last night. Can he "really present" the process of vampires being sanctioned tonight? Well, even if he hides in a corner and looks at the whole process of the play between Blackcuron and Sindega, there is not enough time to write the script, buy props and rehearse.

The leaflet spread over, and Yin hurriedly took a look. There were several lines of synopsis printed on it, which was really different from the description of Blackcurrant just now. She felt more and more strange. She couldn't help her curiosity, went around the back of the opera house and slipped in through the back door of the equipment. The stalker also followed and sneaked into the equipment room.

"Why is there no one?" Yinli turned around a few times. Except for the people who had just carried a pile of scaffolding out, there was not even a shadow in the whole theater.

While she was not paying attention, the stalker hid behind the chair in the audience and continued to secretly pay attention to her every move from the narrow gap between the backrests.

The curtain of the stage was pulled up. There was not even a set on the empty stage. Yin was confused. The torches on both sides of the stage lit up at the same time, illuminating the whole hall. The stalker quickly shrank his head and hid in the shadow.

"You came a little early. The good show won't be staged until dark."

Yin suddenly turned her head and saw a man standing beside the curtain at the other end of the stage, wearing colorful tights, wearing colorful masks, holding a cold machete in his hand, and walking out step by step.

In: "..."

The masked assassin waved his arm and showed his weapon: "Or, are you here to sign up for the performance? Although you don't look beautiful or sexy, at least you're a woman. If you say a few good words, I'll consider arranging a better-looking character for you.

The corners of Yin's mouth twitched for a long time, squatted down with her stomach and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha--!"

"Although your appearance is ridiculous every time, you can't catch up with one-tenth of this time, hahaha!" Yin smiled and pointed to him weakly and said, "Are you dressed to tell everyone that you are a chameleon? Or a palette? The stained glass window of the temple?

The person opposite took the machete discouragedly, took off the fancy mask, revealing a handsome face like a god, and said helplessly, "The assassin's pure black costume is really not beautiful. As the protagonist, how can I look as eye-catching as the supporting actors?" With that, he turned around freely, completely dancing. "But if I dress like this, even in the vast sea of people, I can immediately capture the girl's warm eyes. The feeling of being watched... You don't understand what I said."

Yin nodded shyly: "Well, I really don't understand. You don't have to say it."

Solandal arrogantly picked up his arm: "It's really a disgrace to discuss beauty with such a pale person like you."

" Come on, big artist, you ran away without saying hello, which made us chase all the way. Now we are caught by me. Is it time to talk about the reason?" After laughing enough, Yin rubbed her stomach and got up.

Solandal rolled his eyes and said, "Have you caught me?"

Without saying a word, Yin Er opened the dimension, released Qiongqi and Xiao Mengjia, and ordered, "Xiao Bai, Xiao Lanlan, go up and bite him!" Qiong Qi stretched out his waist, with a mouthful of white teeth, and a threatening roar in his throat. Xiao Mengjia was half awake. As soon as he came out of the dimension, he lay on the ground and continued to snore. The little guy could eat, sleep and did not move. In just a few days, Yin could no longer hold it, so he had to squat aside and stare.

"Hahaha~ You raise so much that you are not as good as me." Solandal snapped his finger, and the flaps of his wings came from the top of the stage. The fiery phoenix fell lightly on his outstretched arm, bent his head under his wings and rubbed it, and blinked at Yin.

Huo Feng tried to explain, "Xiao Yin, there is a little misunderstanding here."

Yin patted Qiongqi's buttocks: "Don't explain! There is nothing to explain! Xiaobai, two together, eat!" Qiong Qi hasn't stretched his muscles and bones for a long time. He was eager to find an opponent to fight. He got hit his buttocks again and rushed out like an arrow in pain. He opened his mouth and was about to bite Solandal's throat.

Huofeng flapped his wings as early as the first time Qiongqi rushed up, completely ignoring his life and death.

"Hey, this is a foul!" Solandal hurriedly retreated, but it was still not fast enough. He was knocked to the ground and the heat sprayed all over his face. "How long has this guy brushed his teeth? His bad breath is so bad." As soon as Qiong Qi heard that he had bad breath, he turned up the volume and roared. Solendal quickly raised his hands and surrendered.

Yin proudly held his arm and smiled: "Have you caught it now? I tell you, don't tell me the rules. I'm the rules. You made Su Ti cry so angry. I haven't dealt with you yet.

Solandal closed Qiongqi's mouth hard and complained: "A good man's ambition is everywhere. I know that you will definitely be very reluctant after I leave, but this is not my fault. There are countless infatuated girls who shed tears everywhere I have walked. I can't marry each of them..."

Before he finished chirping, Huo Feng, who squatted on the edge of the stage, sneered and said, "Your goddess can listen."

The narcissist was speechless in an instant, and Yin looked left and right: "Is Su Ti here? Where is it?"

With that, there was a sound under the stage, which was particularly clear in the spacious and empty hall. The two beasts turned their heads and looked, and a small body climbed out from the back of the chair. It was Suti with red eyes.