Summoner of Nightmares

Chapter 618

618. Chapter 618

Chapter 618

“Not right? What’s wrong?” – Purple time.

“Did you ever find Miss Saint Light?” – Give it hope.

“Yes, but I’m fine now, and I don’t have to bother Lord Saint Light anymore.” – Purple time.

“I suggest you, go see the teacher again, around you, something’s wrong.” – Give hope.

Perola expression stalled.

“Not right?” She turned around, looked around, didn’t find anything wrong.

Suddenly, on the rainbow, Red whales passed a photo that seemed to have been edited. Just the change that Perola just sent up.

“That’s what you really look like in this pool.” – Red whale.

Perola looks very carefully, suddenly feels like a hair and a white face.

In the pool on the photo, it’s full of blood, a long body floating on the water, looking at it, with at least dozens of bodies.

“Are you really kidding?” She swiftly returned.

“This pool can be judged by the appearance of the exterior, which is essentially a bleeding ceremony, often bathed in it, making it easier for people to separate their souls and blood. It’s a good tool to make good sacrifices.” – Red whales.

“….” Perola, if it is said that it has just been possible to remain calm, now sees this statement, in conjunction with the message of suspected mother. And that time that was obsessed with doubt.

Red whales have no reason to deceive her, so this photo is probably true.

And if this photo is true, then a series of things…

Her heart has been depressing fears and panic, slowing out.

“Find the teacher!” – Give it hope.

a message from bosom friend reminds me that, like the same beam of light, a little direction has been set in the Perola heart.

She’s late, switched the private conversation and found Saint Light shining at you.

“My lord… I feel somehow wrong!” – purple time.

She quickly transmits these recent events to Lin Sheng by one after another.

Lin Sheng on the other side, look carefully at all the information she entered.

Silence after a while.

He slowed down a sentence.

“Prepare ceremony.” – Saint Light shines at you.

多个人的不断提醒和确认，再加上自己的本身的诡异状况。

Let Pedro now believe in his situation, eight-nine.

At this point, she was panicked, completely unknown, and saw the words Lin Sheng screamed out, and she immediately figured out the ceremony that Saint Light had sent over before.

“Be quick, each other is ready for this, and your time is short.” – Saint Light shines on you.

See that, Perola’s heart is more panic.

In essence, she’s a warm flower that hasn’t been blown by the wind, and when she’s in trouble, she starts to mess up.

She was in a hurry to go to the warehouse and get one after another to get ready.

the

material required for ceremony is not complex, and Lin Sheng gave it not to the Holy Spirit ceremony, but to the well-streamlined positioning ceremony.

This positioning ceremony enables them to temporarily transfer all their responsibilities to Perola.

In addition, there are no special effects.

That is why this ceremony requires only a few simple materials, as well as not complex specialty prints.

Just need to read the sound show and start.

But Pedro panicked and couldn’t do anything at all. The material was taken, but she was on the ground painting a half-day tattoo, and she painted the wrong lines several times in a row, and it was only possible to restart.

One time, time passed, and the Pedro in the bedroom panicked up.

With the constant failure of the tattoos, she was under increasing pressure.

sweatwater from her forehead, cheeks, continues to slip down the next drop.

“I… I can’t!”

After another mistake, she ended up crying in the ground and crying.

“I… I’m going crazy! I can’t do it. I can’t paint it. How can I do it?” – Purple time.

“Waste!”

Lin Sheng is completely silent on the other side.

This purple time is too big to hope than that. Even one of the most basic simplified tattoos could not be painted, and it was hoped that once, they had succeeded in a more complex sacred ceremony.

Think about it. He suddenly moves.

“Well, there’s the last way.” – Saint Light shines on you.

“What way?” – purple time.

“It’s simple, since you can’t do it, you can’t paint it.” – Saint Light shines on you.

“Somebody else help me? But… Can’t this tattoo be exposed?” – Purple time.

“It’s okay, the exposure is not tight, and you just have to find a reasonable reason to split the tattoos into different speeds, pack them to others. Is this all right? That’s about spending some money.” – Saint Light shines on you.

“This… I’ll try…” – purple time.

Suddenly, Perola thought of something else.

“No, it’s easy for me to watch people around me, and the power of my family, to control my computer network phone! If I’m asking questions, it’s over!” – Purple time.

She’s starting to worry again.

“Not even a trusted man around?” – Saint Light shines on you.

“No…”

Perola’s answer, put a little silence on the rainlight.

“Well, there’s only one last way…” – Saint Light shines at you.

“What…”

“Since you cannot complete the tattoo ceremony, the more complex part of the follow-up will certainly not be done.

So… – Saint Light shines at you.

“Replace…” Pedro startled “?

“Give me a picture of you, now take your own photo.” Saint Light across the street asked for a request.

“All right. All right,” Perola’s already panicked. Take a picture of yourself with consciousness to control the rainlight.

Then click out.

Right now, outside the door, covenant comes to pieces of footsteps.

The footsteps are somewhat familiar, and it seems that Pedro is familiar with someone.

She was even more panic when she got there. There was also White Paper on the ground, where she had painted a tattoo.

She knows it must be her own running warehouse to get something, to be found, and now someone has come to ask.

She started packing White Paper on the ground with her hands and feet.

Dumb.

“Laura, are you taking a break?”

It’s Father!

father Van Enrelli!

Don’t wait for Perola to return, Kächā screamed, and the door was pushed out by hardware.

“I’m coming in. You shouldn’t have slept?”

Van Enrilli is a pretty black suit, with white hair comin ‘up, with a flat face and a slight indifference.

Give people a very contradictory atmosphere.

Just as soon as he walked into the door, what he saw was Perola’s silent kneeling on the carpet, and it seemed that the books on the ground were being collated.

“I heard you went to the warehouse to pick up a few things. I’m a little worried, so come and look at it.” Van Enrilli has a little temperature and care in his tongue, said solemnly.

If you don’t look at him in cold and cruel eyes, maybe anyone thinks it’s a good father who cares very much about daughter.

It is only Fann’s expectation that the daughter, who normally should be moved immediately, is still on his knees quietly, and white fibre fingers are still light on the cover of a thick dictionary on the ground.

“Take your care. daughter was just interested in a little bit of the book.”

Perola slowly picked up his head, and golden soared hair slipped from both sides of his shoulders. Silver blue’s twins are completely different from that of the past.

“Do not trust some of the irrelevant books. Many authors themselves are human, not very high. Learn to tell the truth about gold in the sand.” Van Enrilli’s eyes.

“Laura understands.” Perola quietly answered.

Van Enrilli looked at daughter and didn’t find anything else.

Just one last bite, turn around and leave the room.

kächāā, the doors are closed.

As footsteps move away, Perola slows up from the carpet.

She sits gently in front of the makeup, staring at herself in the mirror.

That almost perfect masterpiece is self-evident and naive.

The steep, Perola, suddenly smiles.

The original heaven was real, and the moment became silent.

Her white fibre fingers are light on the mirror. Points in the mirror for your own eyebrows.

Oh, yeah.

red light starts, a wipe of a weird symbol belonging to a devil wheel slows out in the eye.