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Hearing this sweet voice like a young girl, the messenger was startled and looked around: "Who? Who is talking?!"
But there was no one around except Jiang Lu.
"This is called false voice." Jiang Lu coughed twice and changed his voice, looking disdainful: "Is your voice powerful, Brother Jiang?"
The messenger, who finally understood what had happened, had a gloomy face, but ultimately said nothing.
“Don’t do that again.”
Jiang Lu twisted his mouth when he saw this.
A favorability of 100 means you can do whatever you want!
But after stepping onto the stone steps for a while, Jiang Lu suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.
He didn't know when his body started to feel strange.
My arms are itchy!
At first, he could just scratch through his clothes to stop the itching, but gradually, he found that the itching became more and more intense.
When I lifted up my sleeves, I saw that my arms were covered with red spots!
The places that were scratched at the beginning began to form lumps, and were changing from pink to grayish white.
"you you..."
Jiang Lu looked at the messenger in disbelief, trembling and terrified: "You actually..."
The messenger turned around and saw the abnormality on Jiang Lu's left arm, then he said: "I told you a long time ago that there is a terrible curse in the upper layer, but it doesn't matter, as long as..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw that the fear on Jiang Lu's face had disappeared without a trace.
She was stunned.
I haven't even mentioned the solution yet, how come...
"It turns out to be just a curse. I was so scared that I thought you had a sexually transmitted disease." Jiang Lu patted his chest and said thankfully.
The messenger suddenly didn't want to tell him that there was a solution.
Anyway, it can’t be solved now, so let’s wait until we meet that adult.
After walking on the spiral staircase for a long time, Jiang Lu began to feel sleepy, but when he looked up, there was still fog.
"How much longer?"
Jiang Lu's curse has spread from his arm to his entire body, and he looks like he has lupus, but he himself doesn't seem to be greatly affected.
"Your endurance is truly extraordinary," the messenger praised sincerely.
"Is it possible that I have blocked my senses?"
Jiang Lu said with disdain:
"You don't know what the function of the supervisor robes you gave us is, right?"
"..."
Finally, the two reached the top of the spiral staircase.
At the end of the spiral staircase is a crystal door that shines with emerald light, representing healing and salvation.
It is nearly ten meters high and seven or eight meters wide.
Jiang Lu had reason to suspect that the Hulk lived inside.
"Wait for me to open the door." said the messenger, and then stepped forward and began to chant a spell in front of the crystal door.
Jiang Lu stood where he was, staring straight ahead.
At this time, the curse on him seemed to be very serious. If it was like lupus erythematosus just now, now it was no different from being covered with burnt apple snail eggs.
So he didn't dare to move his eyes at all, because he didn't want to see his own body, he found it disgusting.
The only strange thing was that his whole body was bulging, but there seemed to be no change in his pants.
Do you want to... take a look?
Out of curiosity, Jiang Lu lifted up his robe and pulled his pants open a little.
Then I breathed a sigh of relief.
The original one is just ruthless and is not affected at all!
Just then, the messenger successfully opened the door.
The next moment, thick pink mist poured out of the door like a dam bursting, almost instantly submerging the two people at the door.
The messenger was not affected at all, but Jiang Lu turned into Patrick Star.
After an unknown amount of time, the pink mist finally almost disappeared, but the huge space behind the door still showed a strange pink color.
After seeing the situation inside clearly, Jiang Lu discovered that this was actually a palace existing in a cave. It seemed to have been hollowed out from a huge crystal mountain.
Huge brackets, gorgeous murals, delicately carved beams and columns, and a white jade base with a restrained sense of treasure...
The furnishings and crystal rock bodies in the palace are in perfect harmony with nature.
But the dark green crystal and the pink mist really don't match. After all, there has been a saying since ancient times that red and green look like shit.
"So ugly."
Jiang Lu, who has become as bloated as Patrick because of the curse, is still willing to express his aesthetic taste even though he has difficulty speaking.
However, the envoy ignored him this time. Instead, he knelt on one knee and bowed his head towards the center of the palace.
"Master, he is coming."
Jiang Lu looked carefully and found that there was half a crystal sculpture of a woman in the center.
As for why I say half a seat, it is because except for the lower half which is a sculpture, her upper body is that of a living person.
She was hidden in the mist, and compared with the vastness and grandeur of the surroundings, she was too inconspicuous, so Jiang Lu was unable to see her at first.
"come in."
A voice full of majesty and solemnity echoed in the palace, as if declaring her sovereignty over the black tower.
Chapter 18: The Imprisoned God of Redemption
Faced with the inexplicable feeling of oppression, Jiang Lu's expression seemed much more serious.
Is this the God of Redemption?
The messenger got the woman's approval, stood up, and walked towards her humbly.
Jiang Lu followed behind her, keeping pace.
But what Jiang Lu didn't expect was that when he got closer, he found that the messenger's abrupt human face was 80% similar to the woman locked in the statue.
Just as beautiful, just as exquisite.
The only difference was that the messenger's face looked a little weird, and for some reason, it looked a little stiff and unnatural, but the woman's face was completely natural, like an uncarved jade, and even without makeup, no other woman in the world could compare to her.
The woman had a human body and was covered in a thin white veil. Perhaps because she had been locked here for too long, the veil was a little torn, with some tears on her shoulders, armpits, chest and lower abdomen, revealing her snow-white skin, which formed a sharp contrast with her long, jet-black hair that reached the ground.
"Let me see what you did while I was asleep," the woman ordered.
Hearing this, the messenger lowered his head obediently, and his face began to emit a faint green light that gradually became stronger. Under the guidance of the faint strands of light, the two of them actually established some kind of connection.
In just a moment, the woman suddenly retched.
She looked at the messenger in disbelief, then looked at Jiang Lu beside her, regretting her action immensely.
Because in a cursory scan of the Messenger's memory, the perspective in one section was strange.
This made her stop and take a closer look out of curiosity, and then a scene appeared that she had never dared to imagine.
What's worse, when memories are read, the senses are also conveyed synchronously.
The originally dignified and holy face became distorted as if a sour lemon had just been bitten open.
Jiang Lu, who was confused, asked with concern: "What's wrong? Did you eat something unclean?"
The woman stared at him intently, as if she wanted to eat him alive.
Jiang Lu felt puzzled.
What an attitude, so shameless!
The woman took a deep breath and said nothing.
In order to maintain her dignity, she had to pretend nothing had happened.
Her long eyelashes could not hide the disgust in her eyes, but she finally controlled her emotions.
"If you ignore the interesting show you performed yesterday, I was surprised that you managed to redeem yourself in your first try."
She gritted her teeth and forced a smile, but it was a cold and indifferent smile.
This was the opening statement that led to the main topic. Jiang Lu knew this, but he did not intend to cooperate with her in this meaningless game of playing God and believers. He was in a hurry.
"You are the God of Redemption, right?"
Jiang Lu put his hands on his hips and said, "Stop talking about these nonsense and start telling your story!"
"My story?" The woman did not deny that she was the God of Redemption, but said indifferently: "I never said that I planned to share my story with you."
"Okay, okay, you won't tell me, then I'll tell you." Jiang Lu didn't care about the God of Redemption's attitude at all, and began to show the God of Redemption everything he knew bit by bit:
“Let me first tell you about your relationship with the Messenger. I don’t know if she is your puppet or something you created.
The bracelet should have shown the courier's favorability towards us, but the favorability that increased after my redemption yesterday came from you.
How can two different individuals share a common affinity or even focus on you? Can you pay attention when typing the code? "
The messenger was stunned for a moment, then he remembered every detail of the past and suddenly understood something. He looked at the God of Salvation in shock and helplessness.
Ever since she became conscious, she has been the messenger of the Black Tower. Could it be that...
Seeing this reaction, Jiang Lu sneered: "You don't know?"
The God of Redemption’s expression turned cold.
But just as the envoy was about to speak, Jiang Lu raised his hand to interrupt him: "Don't worry, let me worry first."