Chapter 1188 Not Qualified Yet

Seciliya sat obediently in the shop, and the world outside was still still. The voodoo members and Gregory with their eyes pierced were frozen like sculptures under the hanging rain curtain.

She never thought that this night would be so full of twists and turns:

She finally escaped the pursuit of "Iron Fist" Kaiwei, but ended up running into a voodoo office. She almost managed to break out of the way, but the Holy Domain magician "King Gregory" fell from the sky; she was about to die in Azula. On a summer night, the devil in urban rumors finally appeared.

He kept nagging at first to persuade Gregory to stop. It was not until Gregory smashed his job that he became angry and stopped the world with exquisite miracles. He also punished every disrespectful person with simple and crude chopsticks.

Now, she is sitting here waiting for noodles, while the devil is humming a song in the kitchen while the noodles are cooking. What an elusive devil.

The devil didn't let Cecilia wait too long. He quickly came over with two bowls of noodle soup: "I've eaten here several times, so it should be fine. Their soup is really good."

Seciliya was about to reach out for the chopsticks, but the devil stretched out his hand to stop her. "Did you wash your hands?"

Cecilia looked at herself. She was covered in mud, water and blood, and her metallic silver hands were almost turning into black hands. However, she had long been accustomed to eating in harsh environments, and the work of the office was not an outing. But at the devil's urging, she obediently went to the bathroom to wash her hands. She looked up and saw her wet hair sticking to her face in the mirror. She subconsciously pushed her hair behind her ears and looked at herself for several seconds, but then she felt a little stupid. Quickly return to the hall.

As soon as she sat down, the devil started chattering: "I don't have a big appetite, but I just finished a few bites of that bowl of noodles. It's rare that I go out for a late-night snack and I feel like I'm not full."

The noodles were very strong and the soup was very fresh. Cecilia realized that she was indeed hungry. She had been running towards Azula since the afternoon, and she didn't even have time to drink water in the middle. As soon as the warm soup noodles enter my stomach, I feel like my whole body is coming to life.

The devil seemed to be unable to shut his mouth. While eating, he introduced what else was delicious in this food street. It seemed that as long as she showed any interest, he would reluctantly take her to eat all over the food street. At this moment, Seciliya suddenly remembered a little thing - when was the last time she had dinner with others?

call out!

Suddenly, a dazzling fireworks in the distance penetrated the rain curtain and exploded into brilliant colors in the night sky. Ash was a little surprised: "It's raining and someone is setting off fireworks?"

"That's a signal fire!" Cecilia recognized it at a glance and stood up subconsciously: "The people from the Voodoo Office must have discovered something. They are coming over-"

"sit down."

Cecilia's buttocks covered with leather pants instantly sat back. Ash glanced at the fireworks that lasted for a long time and said, "Isn't this pretty?"

He stretched out his fingers, pointed at the fireworks in the distant sky and pinched them. He actually pinched the fireworks, and the scorching flames burned fiercely between his fingers. Seciliya was dumbfounded and stammered: "This, this, even the legendary magician can't do this, right?!"

"It's actually not very complicated, as long as you have a good light magic spirit and some light magic skills." Ash pressed the light flame into his palms, blew into it, opened his hands, and a blazing sun-colored one flew out. Streamer butterfly. The flowing light butterfly circled around Cecilia twice, and finally stopped on the back of her metal hand. The gorgeous light was clearly reflected on the silver hand. The flowing light lingered and the colors changed. At this moment, her hand seemed to be more than just a prosthetic body. It is a miracle embedded in her body.

She stared blankly at the butterfly on the back of her hand and murmured: "It's so beautiful." "The technique is magical, isn't it?"

Ash smiled and said: "To be honest, I can't fulfill your wish, because the problem you want to solve cannot be solved by strength, power, or money. I have a friend, no, I have a devil friend who once told me I have said that living in the world is like eating a buffet, but some people eat well and sometimes bad, but some people eat shit all the time."

"Persuading you to compromise with life and reconcile with fate is equivalent to asking you to accept that you will have to eat shit in the future. I don't want to lie to you, because I have also experienced the same situation as you, and it is true that everything you do is eating shit."

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Xilia looked at him blankly: "Then how do you solve it?"

"I chose to look away from the dining table," Ash said with a smile, holding his chin: "I no longer pay attention to what I eat, I only pay attention to who is willing to accompany me to the buffet."

"I can't conjure up someone who is willing to accompany you to the buffet, but since fireworks can turn into butterflies, any miracle can happen in this world. As long as you continue to eat, sooner or later you will meet such a person, and then you will You will feel that all your persistence is worth it.”

Cecilia felt like she was really listening to the devil's preaching. It was clear that these words were empty talk that she disdained, but for some reason she just listened to them. She was filled with tangles and her heart was filled with confusion. She turned her head, pursed her lips and asked, "Why are you telling me this?

"Just like why I want to teach those people a lesson." Ash pointed to the voodoo members outside the store, "Because I can, because I am willing." "Also because when I was in the quagmire, he was my favorite person. Pull me out. I hope you can wait until that person appears and don't be so eager to die."

Seciliya's lips trembled, she looked down at her metal hands, silent and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Okay, I've thought of what I should give you." Ash said in a brisk tone, "Although it can't solve all your problems, it can at least make you no longer troubled -"

"Can I choose my own wish?" Cecilia suddenly asked.

Ash blinked: "Yes, but I can only meet your reasonable request "Can I follow you?"

Ash was startled and saw Cecilia raised her head, her beautiful big eyes flickered, her pupils were shining with unprecedented light, and her metal hands were tightly clenched together. At this moment, she really looked like a metal doll.

"I'm afraid of this"

"I'm very capable. I can do all the housework such as cleaning. I can also learn cooking. I can be a maid!" Cecilia suppressed her shyness and tried to introduce her advantages for the first time in her life: "And I'm also a swordsman. I'm good at fighting. I will help you kill people and stand in front of you. Although I'm still very weak now, I will try my best."

At this moment, a pair of soft hands pressed heavily on Cecilia's shoulders, and the cold breath of a venomous snake gently blew on her earlobe, and the chilling voice shook her soul.

"Sorry, young lady." Vichy whispered in her ear: "You are really not qualified."