A long time ago, there was a lord couple who lived on the other side of the mountain. They owned a small but rich and beautiful territory.
The lord is gentle and kind, and the people in the territory love him very much. The lord's wife once studied under a local witch, so the local witch group has a good relationship with the lord and his wife, and they often come to participate in the festivals and parties held by the lord. It can be said that the lord can establish an establishment in a remote corner surrounded by foreign races. Half of the credit for his rule is due to the kind witches and their magic.
It didn't take long for the territory to become a well-known power under the wise leadership of the lord. Its trade, agriculture, and culture were far ahead of its neighbors. In addition, countless knights and soldiers fought under the lord's banner and continued to develop. Territory expansion.
Everything looks great, but there is only one thing that keeps the lord awake at night.
The lord is getting old, and his wife has never been able to conceive a child.
Finally one day, the lord's wife secretly made a wish to the evil witch. No matter what the cost, she wanted a child.
The evil witch, who was famous for her potions and necromancy, was unwilling at first. If she publicly admitted that she was studying black magic, she would be burned to death by other witches.
But she couldn¡¯t help but plead as a woman who wanted to be a mother, and in the end she could only hand over a thick magic book to the lord¡¯s wife.
Ten months later, the lord¡¯s wife gave birth to a beautiful daughter.
In order to celebrate, the lord summoned the witches who were close to each other to come to the party. However, all the witches received invitations, except for the witch who studied black magic.
Because the lord did not know that the birth of his daughter was due to this witch, he did not invite a black witch with a bad reputation and no friendship.
The banquet started at noon. Countless meats and fine wines were served on the tables. The flowers that decorated the scene were picked out in several nearby gardens. In the evening, the fireworks that began to decorate the night sky made the neighboring countries mistakenly think that the lord was developing a new type of food. weapons, for the sky remained as bright as day into the night.
When the banquet entered the climax, the seven most powerful witches bowed to the lord and announced that they had a gift to give to the newborn princess.
"The princess must be a great beauty when she grows up."
"Then I will teach her the elegance of aristocrats."
"I will teach her the compassion of a saint."
"I will give her a treasury that is as rich as any country's!"
"May the stars in the sky become her eyes."
"I will pass on my mantle to her!"
The six witches gave their blessings to the sleeping baby girl in the cradle. At this time, the seventh witch suddenly pulled off her cloak.
"How dare you not invite me! I curse"
Wang Ming turned the page and planned to continue the story, but someone on the bed had already fallen asleep, so there was no need to continue the bedside story.
The young man closed the book and put it on the bedside table. He stood up from the edge of the bed and stretched: "Well - I'll go to bed early too - yawn -"
"Don't be like this, the story is quite good, I want to hear it to the end!"
Xinglian, who was knitting a sweater on the side, suggested.
Wang Ming said without looking back: "Go and knit your sweater."
"This is a scarf, a scarf. The author has rubbed it too much and can't see clearly."
????????????????????????? Xinglian is the lifesaver of the two of them, it¡¯s just a story, it¡¯s no big deal. Feeling a little guilty for the sentence "knit your sweater" that had not passed through his mind before, and the tone seemed a bit hurtful, the young man cautiously opened the book again, and started reading from the previous page.
"I cursethat's not right. Is there something wrong with this printing?"
Xinglian threw away the sweater in his hand ah, no, a scarf, and brushed against Wang Ming.
It does say "Sleeping Beauty" on the cover, but the content inside has become different from the original version.
"Mia, the Grimm fairy tale version of Sleeping Beauty was the daughter of the king and queen, right? Why did this place become a lord?"
"It's nothing, anyway, those so-called kings are just small lords themselves, all self-proclaimed. The previous stories only differ in details, the real difference is here"
Wang Ming pointed to the place where he paused, where the evil witch said the curse.
"I curseWow, this is much more tragic than the version of 'died from excessive blood loss on my fifteenth birthday'!"
"Is this kind of thing so scary? Although I look like this, I'm not a girl, so I can't judge you.Our values. "
Xinglian smiled mysteriously and glanced at Yuhuang, who was sleeping soundly: "This is crueler torture than the Dead Sea."
The book was thrown back to the bookshelf by Wang Ming with a hiss. The pages flapped rapidly in the air and landed in the grid of the bookshelf like a flying bird. The previous page was unfolded, and the dim light illuminated the words written with a quill¡ª¡ª
¡°I curse¡ªthe princess¡¯s breasts have never grown since she was fifteen years old!¡±
For girls, it¡¯s really scarier than death.
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The Holy Inquisition Hall, the Holy See of Light is located at the support point of the Silver Frost Cross Principality in the north.
Across the Litian Mountains to the north, it has always been a place ruled by alien races and pagan religions. Humans are not the masters of this vast land. This more wild and cold country is ruled by orcs, elves and other alien races.
The Behemoth Empire in the west, the Elf Federation in the east, the underground dwarf tribe, and the snowy region in the north are all forces that humans cannot interfere with.
However, the tentacles of the Holy See still extend here. The Silver Frost Cross Principality is a colony established in the north after the last expedition.
All ethnic groups in the north believe in the same pantheon. Although they are not monolithic internally, and wars often break out, they still resist desperately in the religious wars when faced with the religious infiltration of the Holy See.
The result of the resistance was that all the sharp edges on the backs of the Holy See's troops were broken less than 500 kilometers outside the national border.
More than half of the hundreds of thousands of troops were lost in the three-year civil war. Even the behemoth Holy Roland Empire was unable to support this expedition, so the war ended without any problem.
Instead, the imperial priests led their knights to preach in the north. Although the north is not dominated by humans, there are still some human countries. Under the miracle and silver bullet offensive, they successfully built a bridgehead in the north, the Silver Cross Principality.
This colonial country has a population of only two to three hundred thousand, but a garrison of up to 20,000. Most of them are expeditionary forces sent by the Holy See. The 20,000 troops are elite. If the Northern Alliance invades the territory of the Principality, the 20,000 troops will be enough to support the Holy See. Main support.
The capital of the principality is a huge bastion that integrates military camps, fortresses, churches and support points. In this huge war machine made up of arrow towers and city walls, the most conspicuous building is the Holy Inquisition Hall in the central area.
At this moment, Bishop Rooney was standing respectfully in front of a lady.
This place is a strategic location. Rooney is nominally the bishop. In fact, he holds much more power than some local archbishops. For example, the newly promoted Saint Antis. If the two meet, it should be the stupid one. It's only right for a Xijiang guy to salute himself, even if he is an archbishop and Rooney is just a bishop.
So the lady in front of him is worth pondering. If she can make an archbishop-level cleric kneel down, she must be a living saint-level monster, right?
"Your Highness the Saint, time is running out, please complete the Holy Judgment Ceremony as soon as possible!"
The "saint" who looked like a lady stepping out of an oil painting raised her head and looked at the ceiling covered with religious murals. Then, a ray of white light hung from the ceiling, and in the hands of the saint, there was a gorgeous hand. Long sword.
"The order is confirmed and the Holy Judgment begins to operate."
The unpopular voice came from the saint's thin gray lips, with a humming magic noise, which made Rooney feel a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The choir that Rooney had arranged in the hall in advance began to sing in unison, and the sound of hymns circulated in the huge hall, distant and empty.
The noble lady was originally wearing a black palace dress. At this moment, as the syllables of the hymn rose, the clothes began to gradually turn white. As she raised the long sword in her hand, a pair of huge swords gradually appeared behind her. Snow-white light wings.
The wings flapped slightly, and the saint holding a sword pointing to the sky slowly rose into the sky among the flying broken feathers. She was bathed in the holy light hanging from the zenith and rose into the air with the twelve-note scale.
"In the name of God, I condemn you."
After saying that, the long sword gently swung down, and then, nothing happened.
It seems like nothing happened.
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"Mia Mia, what was the story yesterday?"
Because he fell asleep after listening to half of the story, Yuhuang wanted to know what happened next.
"Well, later on the girl got the same curse as you."
The young man who was addicted to "Demon Ecology" said this without thinking. Yuhuang cares about himself very muchWhat kind of curse was there, and Wang Ming, who realized that he had said the wrong thing, hesitated even more, so Yuhuang simply went to read the book by himself.
After seeing the vicious curse, Yu Huang, whose cheeks were red and his mouth was open and speechless for a long time, returned to Wang Ming in a daze.
¡°¡Xiao Huang, what¡¯s wrong with you?¡±
The spine of the book hit Wang Ming hard on the forehead.
"Go to hell! You're the one with small breasts! Me, I at least have a!"
"A is also squeezed out."
"Go to hell!"
The entire bookcase overturned towards Wang Ming, and the boy who couldn't react was drowned in the ocean of books.
Being knocked down by hundreds of kilograms of hard-covered or metal-covered books, Wang Ming deeply understood what "knowledge is power".
2th
¡°Since I was fifteen years old, my breasts have never grown bigger!¡±
don't want!
Yuhuang struggled to jump out of bed, covered in cold sweat, Jiao (Specialized Anti-Harmony & Column Word Patch 1.65.exe) panting.
Her disheveled hair clung to her body, damp with sweat and uncomfortable, but the girl's attention was not on her hair.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Put your hands on your chest, and after confirming the fat content
"You haven't grown up at all in half a year?"
Is the curse real?
The soul is weak! He is an immortal species, and fifteen years old is equivalent to one and a half years of human life. How could he develop at that time? If it really stops growing after the age of fifteen, it would be so unfair to yourself!
A lifetime of washboards
Thinking of this terrible guess, Yu Huang quickly jumped out of bed, ran into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and took out the papaya milk that Yueying had been insisting on taking.
¡°Gud-dong-gu-dong-gu-dong.¡±
It tastes terrible.
And it smells like alcohol.
At dinner three days ago, Comrade Yueying made a speech.
"Ah, as expected, I can't even drink non-alcoholic drinks. From now on, I might as well mix all my drinks with alcohol."
Yuhuang looked at the huge empty bottle, and his back was covered with fine beads of sweat.
According to Yueying¡¯s habits, at least one liter of pure alcohol is mixed here.
Sweat formed a stream flowing down my back.
"Wow! Devil!"
"Everyone, run, Godzilla has landed!"
"Aliens are attacking the earth! Although this is not the earth!"
The civilians fled from the burning houses one after another. Because it was night, they were all disheveled and in a state of embarrassment.
The brave men stood in front of the demons with swords and shields, trying to stop the demon army, but they were instantly overwhelmed by countless lemure demons, Gogos and horned demons.
"Xinglian goes up to the meat shield, Mia, you go to heal!"
"But I don't know how to treat it."
"You are a mage but you don't know how to heal? What do you do for food!"
"There is no healing in the mage's skills, right?"
"This is your problem, don't ask me."
"I used 'False Life' to cure it."
"Everyone, get ready to unleash monsters!"
The giant scythe in the Demon King's hand swept across, and the Cang Yue Knights, who were originally posing in extremely handsome poses, turned into stars in the night sky.
A ferocious smile hung on the devil's lips, looking extremely terrifying.
The army of demons surrounding the Demon King was rolling in and out, leaving only burning ruins along the way.
"Reporting to the commander, the target is to break through the defense line of area A12 and point directly at the central dogma area!"
Yueying slapped it on the table, and the xo Remy Martin wine bottles all over the table bounced around.
¡°We must stop the apostles at all costs!¡±
"The order is repeated, stop the apostle at all costs!"
"Report, the first to thirteenth shooting positions have been destroyed!"
"I can't stand it anymore! The target has invaded the underground space!"
Yueying finally made up her mind and said firmly: "Then, I authorize New Century Evangelion Warlock, Unit 1, to attack!"
"The synchronization rate is 55%, the AT field is fully opened, and Unit 1 starts to move!"
Wang Ming was running on the street wearing a power armor, and various bizarre sounds continued to come from the command center in his earphones.
For example, now the headquarters has become the frontline command tower for the Galactic Empire to fight against the Zerg invasion, and I am the greatwell, the Imperial Guard.
Although the current situation is very interesting, Wang Ming feels that he should go to bed now because it is three o'clock in the morning.
Yueying¡¯s low-quality black and white projection full of noise appeared next to Wang Ming, looking like a ghost.
"We are in Yuhuang's dream. Theoretically, we have to wait until she wakes up before we can leave. Otherwise, Yuhuang, who is drunk and crazy in the real world, will tear down the entire Dongyue Bay."
Wang Ming asked tentatively: "So?"
"So we have to temporarily satisfy this girl's various desires to prevent her from venting her desires into reality."