I Became Cinderella’s Vicious Stepsister

Natasi suddenly opened her eyes.

A dark shadow covered her like a thick fog, and she opened her mouth subconsciously, waiting to realize who the other person was and closed again:

"Master Louis?"

She asked in a low voice and looked up.

The girl in the same room slept silently.

Louis's handsome and noble face gradually appeared in the darkness. He didn't wear his cloak. His face was pale and his eyes were cold.

"Master Louise, why are you here now..."

Natasi breathed a sigh of relief, and her beating heart gradually eased.

"Hush, don't talk, Natasi."

Louis "compared" and pressed her index finger gently against her lips.

Natasi closed her mouth obediently.

She noticed that his breathing was too fast, and her fingers were colder than usual, as cold as a piece of ice-

She couldn't help but shudder.

"Good girl, that's right."

Louis looked at her with satisfaction, this is his favorite girl.

The docile, well-behaved, and harmless, like a rabbit, not the untamed, sloppy wild cat that just waved its paws.

——It's a pity that he is the only stand-in doll.

"Sir Louis, you... injured?"

Natasi's nose smelled a strong bloody smell, which she was not unfamiliar with.

She reached out but was caught—

Louis looked at her apologetically:

"Natasi..."

"Sir Louis, whatever you do, I am willing."

Natasi looked at him tenderly.

She lay there like a pure lamb.

Louis felt an infinite love, and she always had such an appetite for him.

The teeth pierced the skin between her necks skillfully, and the young girl's blood flowed from the bloodstream into his hungry throat, filling the empty chest, and the anxious and painful wounds stirred by the silver cross slowly began to ease.

The force re-enters his body.

And Natasi felt happy.

She seemed to be caught in a colorful cloud.

There are sweet candies, beautiful clothes, a loving father, and...

"...Mr. Leslie."

She smiled sweetly and hugged the young man tightly around her neck.

Louis stopped suddenly.

"Louis... Master?"

Natasi looked at him in a trance, his face still stained with a blush.

"Not quite the same."

He only said one thing she didn't understand.

"What... is it different?"

Natasi tilted her head.

"Nothing," Louis stroked her head gently. "Natasi, you don't have to worry about this."

He lowered his head and pierced his cold teeth into the wound again, but Natassi felt that Lord Louis seemed to be a little absent. He was not as urgent to her as before, but instead seemed to be troubled by some problem-

"Sir Louis, are you thinking of Sister Bellia?"

She asked suddenly.

Louis opened his eyes, and his teeth were still against her neck, and the teeth didn't pull out of her neck until there was another "murmur".

He reached over and stroked, and the wound miraculously disappeared.

He looked at the girl condescendingly:

"Natasi, don't be jealous, then...not cute."

The girl's eyes dropped.

The corner of her mouth bent a docile arc: "Master Louise, I'm not jealous, you... don't want me."

"Good girl, how could I not want you."

Louis said softly.

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On the other side, the female doctor on duty quickly put on her coat:

"Who?"

She turned on the wall lamp and opened the door, and found a surprisingly beautiful boy standing at the door.

His long silver hair was messy and scattered, one foot was bare, and there was a blonde girl in his arms tightly:

"Doctor, please take a look."

"This...? Mr. Leslie, are you?"

The female doctor couldn't help but looked up at the window, the moon was hanging high, yes, it was midnight.

She stepped aside, and the teenager hurriedly passed by the girl and placed her gently on the only bed in the clinic.

The female doctor followed.

Under the dim light, the girl's nightdress was splashed with thick, scarlet blood. Her naked arms and calves were covered with scale-like wounds. There was almost no bleeding in the wounds, and they rolled out palely.

"Oh, the god of light is on... Mr. Lillis, what the hell are you doing to her?"

She even found a red, swollen and blue streak on the girl's neck, grisly and terrifying.

"Mr. Leslie! I said the last time, I don’t want to see you here again, have you forgotten?... Such a tossing a girl who loves you is by no means a gentleman... Oh, my God... This is abuse, it is murder! I want to report to Bishop Bruce, no matter what kind of star knight you are, or what kind of holy spirit, it is impossible to hurt a woman!"

"Could you please take a look for her."

The teenager persevered gently.

He ignored her questioning.

On the snow-white sheets, a thin red figure fainted.The girl was like a winged angel, slumped on it.

"Oh, I can't do it!" The female doctor held her head. "I can't do it! The blood in her body is almost drained. I can't do it! Oh, the God of Light is on... this is..."

"Then you clean her wounds and bandage her."

The teenager is always calm.

"Go! Go!" This scene seemed to irritate the female doctor. She picked up the thing at hand and threw it over. "Get out of this place! Murderer! Murderer!"

"Villanica, you are still the same temper..."

At this time, a big hand caught the "throwing object" flying into the air.

The old man with white hair and white beard appeared at the door. With his appearance, the white angel and the golden knight appeared like a tide, squeezing this small room.

The female doctor named Veranica bowed her head respectfully:

"Master Bruce, you are here."

"It has nothing to do with Leslie, Villanica. The past is the past, now the present." Master Bruce walked in with the scepter in hand.He turned to the girl on the bed: "Miss Fergus, how are you feeling?"

"She may not be able to hear, and she lost too much blood, causing dizziness."

The female doctor looked at the girl on the bed with pity: "She has wounds all over her body, which should be cut with a knife. Fortunately, the knife is still neat, otherwise I'm afraid it will die before it is delivered..."

Everyone present was silent.

Lord Bruce sighed:

"Is there still hope, Villanika?"

"If it is sent to the temple now, and my sister Ovi will be healed, there is a possibility..." She said lowly, "Sorry."

"No-there is hope."

The teenager interrupted her.

He walked politely to Bishop Bruce and put his right hand on his left chest to salute:

"Master Bruce, Lillis wants to please you and the envoys."

"Oh Leslie, you know, I will never reject you."

Bruce looked at him, his eyes wise and gentle.

"I want to ask the envoys to take action and apply a'blessing of the Holy Light' to Miss Fergus, she will be fine."

"Blessing of the Holy Light?"

The envoys looked around. "Mr. Leslie, I'm afraid this won't work. Lord Bruce's age is high, he can no longer preside over such a large gift, and...if it fails, Miss Fergus will die immediately. ."

The blessing of the Holy Light is the highest divine art.

Every believer is proud to be blessed by the Holy Light, but throughout the Ellen continent, there are no more than two people who have been blessed by the Holy Light. One of them was the bishop Bruce who was just a baby.

At that time Bishop Bruce was dying, and finally the Archbishop of the Temple rescued him—

To preside over a "blessing of the Holy Light" requires thirty divine envoys, and the presiding person must have great divine power, and the whole world, that is, the archbishop of the temple and the three bishops of the temple can do it.

Lord Bruce is obviously old.

"Try it."

Bruce said kindly, "They trust us before they entrust their children to us, they always have to give it a try."

"Master Bruce, but--!"

"--No, I'm coming."

Gaia looked at the bed, "Master Bruce, I will host. You will tell me the mantra."

"Leslie? Child, this is too risky."

Bruce looked at him gently, "Although you have great potential, but..."

"Adult Bruce isn't taking risks? I'm confident—" The teenager looked up. He didn't look very sad, but he was reliable and trustworthy because of this quietness. "I can do it."

"Leslie, can you bear the result of Miss Fergus' immediate death in case of failure? Maybe, you will regret it for life."

"No, it will not fail."

Villanica couldn't help looking up at him as the teenager answered.

Of course, he is exquisite and beautiful, but at this time, this exquisiteness, due to his calmness and perseverance, showed a strong and distinctive appearance.

"Okay, you come."

Lord Bruce patted his shoulder and let go.

The envoys returned to the temple to take the holy grail, holy water and light scepter, the golden knights wore long swords to isolate the neighborhood, and part of them scattered into the endless night, searching for the carpet that was supposed to be caught Dark Apostle.

Liu Yu did not completely lose her mind as the female doctor said. She slept vaguely for a while and woke up again.

It's just that the eyelids are too heavy to stick together and tear apart.

The buzzing around is constant, noisy like a noisy place, footsteps and singing are mixed together——

She waved her hand, trying to get rid of the annoying flies, but the flies got worse, she was annoyed, and her eyes opened when she was anxious.

She found herself lying on a snow-white bed with an endless night sky above her head.

The bed is not big, you can fall down by turning over, the "buzz" sound in the ear-

No, not buzz.

A song she had never heard flew through the night, and the tone was like an enchanting cello.

She turned her head, and the white envoys lined up in a strange array not far away. Fall to the front of the array-

Gaia, standing there.

The pure white Xingyue robe was stained with blood, and the teenager stood barefoot. She watched his silver hair grow from the waist down, grow long... until it reached the ankle.

The wind blew his long mercury-like hair, and the ice-like teenager stood quietly.He opened his eyes, and the green eyes seemed to gather the green of a spring, and could almost see the shadow of people.

Liu Yu subconsciously closed his eyes——

At that moment, she almost thought he could see.

Masses of bright light entered her body, she seemed to sink into a pool of warm water.

The dense pain was awakened again, and then, it was the itchy itch, the bright force constantly repaired her broken body, and every repaired place seemed to feel... better.

Vigor and vitality.

This is a subtle, unclear intuition.

Liu Yu wanted to scratch and was caught:

"do not move."

Her eyelids jumped and opened.

Gaia sat pale and tired beside her bed, holding her in one hand:

"do not move."

"What about...?"

She took a mouthful and found her voice dumb.

"Here." Gaia brought the bird cage on the right, "It's good, better than you."

The grey freckle flaps its wings:

"Everything..."

[Baby, good morning, you sleep like a pig.]

Liu Yu's mouth turned upside down: Well, spotted, good morning.

[Baby, you are so lucky.Bianban also wants to be like you, lying in the arms of gentle Mr. Leslie and letting him take care of himself...Oh, Bianban will be jealous of you lucky little guy.]

Liu Yu smiled:

Yeah, so lucky.

She was still lying in her mushroom house, she was not dead, and her spots were not dead.

However, she covered her face:

"Gaia, don't look at me, I must be ugly."

The teenager sighed slightly:

"Beliya, you forgot, I can't see it."

"But I must have become ugly and ugly," she cried with a sad face, and fell into his arms. "Like a witch, I am glad now that you can't see me."

"Beliya..."

The boy was helpless, "I should go, this is a female house, not in compliance."

"But I'm scared, Gaia, the dark apostle... is it dead?"

Liu Yu asked timidly.

At this time, the door was knocked by "knockknock".

"Sorry," Prince Carlo's voice came, "Is Miss Fergus awake? They have something to ask for confirmation when facing her."

finally come.

There will always be this.

Liu Yu subconsciously looked at Gaia.

It was already daytime outside the window, and the sky was bright. His silver long hair was bundled into a bunch, like a silver moonlight pouring down on her bed. It turned out that there were some juvenile facial features, which actually began to show a bold silhouette.

Is it... higher?

However, before this-

Liu Yu rested his head on his shoulder and said sullenly:

"Gaia, don't you have anything to ask me?"

"No."

He still said no, his expression was gentle.

"But I have, Gaia, why are you setting up a magic circle in my room, and why are you hiding from me..."

"Miss Fergus, are you awake?"

The knock on the door was louder.

"Gaia..." The girl bit her lip. "Are you... are you...always..."

"Forget it," the teenager took her hand and opened the door. "I'll go with you."