She said so, but she had to rely on Miss Miller's support to stand firm. No matter how you look at it, it is all blood loss.

　　Miss Miller hurriedly stopped her bleeding, but Jenkins took off the coat without the right sleeve and put it on her body, looked at the old man again, and stretched out the flame-attached left arm again.

　　 The goal this time is still selected according to Miss Miller's instructions, and the specific process is similar to the last time.

　　 The temperature change is very obvious. Miss Kingsley, who lost too much blood, shivered with cold even though she added a dress.

　　 Jenkins and Miss Miller still bleed like the first round. A drop of blood from the former caused ghost sparks to ignite a weird blue flame, while the latter lost more blood, but it didn't seem to be a major problem.

　　 This time, Jenkins and Miss Miller, the high-level gifter, are not very difficult, but their companions are a bit difficult to handle.

　　 "I'm fine."

　　 Probably because of some restriction, she didn't call out the ice archer anymore, but reached out for the flower pot like the two just now.

　　 The sleeves were quickly shredded by various attacks, and the weak arms inside quickly turned to ice. But even so, the fierce attack almost shattered her arm, and she could only withdraw.

　　 biting her lip and wanting to try again, Miss Miller pressed her arm:

　　 "Dolores, that's great, you have done well."

　　 Her speech was gentle and slow, and Miss Kingsley's eyes were suddenly red for some reason.

　　 "Leave it to us."

　　 Although she is shorter than Miss Kingsley, Miss Miller at this moment is more like a mature adult.

　　 Jenkins felt that this scene was even stranger than the ugly plants on the table, but he was wise not to point it out.

　　 Then Miss Miller and Jenkins collaborated and took out the unremarkable pot of plants in the center of the table. The price of this is that Jenkins' sleeves are completely gone, and a flying leaf has blood on his arm. But thanks to this bloodstain, the remaining plants were eager to fight for the dripping blood, so that the two of them were able to take out the flowerpot smoothly.

　　 The limitation that a kind of ability can only be used once made the last action almost failed, but this time luck is still on Jenkins' side.

　　 "The flower of the spirit directly increases the capacity of the spirit after being swallowed. Ordinary people with talent will transform into benefactors, and ordinary people without talent will eat their stomachs."

　　 While introducing Miss Miller, she looked at Miss Kingsley worriedly.

　　 The girl smiled miserably at the two of them, and after taking the knife, she was about to cut the wound again.

　　 It was Jenkins who stopped her this time.

　　 "There is no mortal situation in the paradox, but if you still want to water it with blood, then you are dead."

　　 "But Mr. Poirot..."

"Please listen to me."

　　 He took off the thermal cotton vest again and handed it to the girl, "Miss Miller and I are of the same level as you."

　　 blushed, but the conversation did not stop.

　　 "But our luck is much worse and we have experienced many treacherous realms. This time the treacherous realm seems dangerous, but compared to the previous encounters, it is really uncommon."

　　 Speaking of this, he glanced at the old man cautiously, seeing that he was still expressionless and not angry, then continued:

　　 "Recent events have made me understand that mortals are mortal, but death has to be worthless. If you die here, you must be worthless."

　　 "But..."

　　 The man interrupted her again:

　　 "The rule is that you must bleed and it must grow."

　　Miss Miller also cooperated with Jenkins in the double acting. Both of them have experienced many treacherous situations, and they have long understood what they should do:

　　 "Herkeley is right. The two are not necessarily related. As long as our blood does not participate, it will not violate the rules. You only need to drop a drop of blood here."

　　 After finishing speaking, Jenkins and Miss Miller pulled Miss Kingsley's arm, and the other bleeds the wound that hadn't healed just now. Kingsley was fiddled with by the two like dolls, but he didn't feel aggrieved or unwilling. He even wanted to cry.

　　 "Actually..."

　　Ms. Miller stretched out her right hand and placed it on the flowerpot. The rich green light oozes from the palm of her hand. This is her newly mastered ability [Promoting Health]:

　　 "My abilities are not systematic. I used to be a gardener for a period of time in addition to earning a living as a detective."

"Yes, me too."

　　 Jenkins also stretched out his left hand and pressed it on the other side of the flower pot. The spirit of life formed by [Healing Breath] appeared more prominent in this paradox.

The flowers in the 　　 flowerpot grew slowly and firmly, and the five flower bones stretched out, and then tender pink buds bloomed, but the final flower was black.

　　 It is a kind of black that is particularly eye-catching, as if it is a black hole. The moment I stare at the petals, I feel fascinated and sinking into it.

　　 There is some wind flowing in the dull, dimly lit house. Turning around, between the two sealed windows, a white light door has appeared.

Chapter 391 Chapter 386: Round Beads and Flowers

　　 "Can we leave now?"

　　 Seeing the exit, Jenkins turned to ask the old man, and the sudden wind fluttered his beard, but he didn't mind at all.

　　 "Yes."

　　 "Can the remaining plants be taken away?"

　　 He pointed to the remaining plants on the table, and added: "If I let them all grow."

　　 Miss Kingsley stood up with the support of Miss Miller, and pulled Jenkins's clothes a little uneasy.

　　 "Mr. Poirot..."

　　 Maybe she thinks that Jenkins is a bit greedy, but Jenkins knows very well that the rules of Deception are like this. Better performance deserves better rewards.

　　 To everyone's expectation, the old man who had been keeping the same movement slowly bent down and made a movement similar to bowing.

　　 There was an explosion in the air, and after a short sound, the oil lamp in his hand exploded to pieces. Three green seeds flew out from the final fire, and fell into everyone's eyebrows in turn.

　　 "I have one more blank ability position."

　　 Miss Kingsley exclaimed.

　　 Jenkins and Miss Miller, who were used to the big scene, were not so surprised. What they cared about was, why did the old man give the reward directly to Jenkins before he acted?

　　 I can’t even think about it anymore. Although the excitement made Miss Kingsley regain some energy for a short time, she quickly became sluggish again.

　　 Jenkins held those flower pots, Miss Miller helped the girl, and the three of them stepped into the gate one by one.

　　 An old sigh came from the dark room. There were no figures on the table, but the six flower pots left on the table were filled again.

　　 was facing the wall of the gate, and a gap was suddenly opened. No masonry can be seen inside the gap, only densely piled golden and black runes.

　　 A round green bead fell out from the gap, and the emerald green surface reflected the white light coming from the door.

　　 Due to the force when it fell, it still rolled forward after falling. Then, following the steps of the three of them, they entered another world.

　　 The light door disappeared, and in the dark space, only the plants were gently swaying.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley, and Julia looked at the wall anxiously with both hands on her handkerchief.

　　 The cat on the roof refused to call down several times, but suddenly called, and then jumped down.

　　 And just at this moment, the man seemed to have stepped out of the void. After hearing the cat barking, he didn't even need to raise his head, and when he turned sideways, the cat fell lightly on his shoulder.

　　 The clothes on his body are messy and his two strong white arms are exposed in the snow. Although I don't know why he is holding so many flower pots, or why cats can predict the appearance of men in advance, Julia can't control so much.

　　 "Miss!"

　　 She jumped off the carriage and ran towards the three of them with one foot deep and one shallow foot.

　　 I don't know how long it has been outside, and the snow has been able to pass the instep.

　　 In the carriage, Jenkins and Miss Miller are sitting in a row, and Julia and Miss Kingsley are sitting on the other side. Opposite Jenkins was the young lady. Both of them reached out and held them together. The green breath poured out from Jenkins, and then entered Miss Kingsley's body through the linked arms.

　　 The ability after evolution is no longer only able to heal physical damage, it can even cure anemia.

　　 The man is wearing a small lady's windbreaker. The buttons of the windbreaker are sterling silver, and there are some fringed decorations. The windbreaker could not cover his arms, and the fair skin made the three ladies present feel ashamed.

　　Ms. Kingsley, whose complexion has improved a little bit, seems to want to make some comments on Jenkins' skin problems, but Julia, who is familiar with her character, stops her with her eyes.

　　 When he boarded the carriage just now, Jenkins subconsciously inserted his hand into his pocket, and not surprisingly, he touched an unfamiliar ball. It feels like glass, but it's not cold but warm.

　　 Since it is in the projection state at this time, the bead is still in the pocket at this time.

"almost."

　　 He let go of the hand he was holding with Miss Kingsley, and then let out a long breath. Using abilities in this state consumes too much spirit. If he hadn't obtained a new spirit through the treacherous realm, he would almost be unable to hold it.

"Thanks you."

　　 The girl also retracted her hand, her face flushed. It was the first time for her to have such an intimate activity with a strange man, but when she saw the man opposite, she didn't show any strange expression at all, and she felt that she was being sentimental.

　　 "Thank you very much this time, Miss Miller and Mr. Poirot."

　　 She once again solemnly thanked her, "You will be friends of the Kingsley family forever."

　　 "It's okay, but please don't do such dangerous things in the future. Next time, no one may be able to save you."

　　 Miss Miller warned with a stern face that her goal of establishing an intimate relationship with the girl in front of her had almost been achieved.

　　Dolores Stuart showed an awkward expression, looked down at the six potted flowers, did not hesitate, picked off three spiritual flowers, two of them were handed to Jenkins and Miss Miller.

　　 The two looked at each other without being polite, and then they put the petals in their mouths.

　　 Compared with the white flowers that Jenkins ate once, the taste of Lingzhihua is obviously much better.

　　 "It's a bit sweet, and it won't make you sick after eating."

　　 Of course, the spirit that it can increase can't be compared with the flower of the flower girl. But it came in vain anyway, and there is no need to complain.

　　 Chocolate has been lying on Jenkins' lap, staring at the flower pots under everyone's feet. Jenkins knew what the greedy cat was thinking, so he kept touching it with his hands, in fact, to prevent the cat from escaping.

　　 "This is the first time I have experienced a paradox. This kind of place is really too dangerous."

　　 "Yes, even a demigod may die in a treacherous state, but the harvest is always satisfying."

　　Ms. Kingsley nodded and saw that there were two remaining potted flowers. Fortunately, she bent down and picked them all off.

　　 handed one to his maid:

　　 "Julia, would you like to accompany me down this difficult road?"

　　 Her expression was serious, and Jenkins couldn't judge whether it was right or wrong.

　　 Fortunately, he turned his head toward the window and looked at the dim streets and exotic street scenes. Although it is snowing, the moonlight can still shine down. The snow and ice are beautiful, at least on the road.

　　 Yu Guang looked at the two women on the opposite side.

　　 Julia nodded firmly, stuffed the black petals into her mouth, and swallowed with an exaggerated motion.

Chapter 392 Chapter 387 Friends and Friends

　　In the eyes of reality, the white-green aura fell into the stomach, and then quickly spread to the whole body. The aura is very weak, but still firmly converges in the shape of a light spot in front of the maid.

　　 Although it has not been fully formed, it should be a success.

　　 "Congratulations on your stepping into the transcendence."

　　He congratulated softly.

　　 The maid was taken aback, she didn't feel anything yet. But a few seconds later, light spots and bubbles appeared in front of my eyes.

　　Ms. Kingsley's expression is very complicated, and she probably doesn't know if it is right or wrong to do so.

　　 There is one spiritual flower in his hand. This plant is not a special item with a number, and it will be useless after a certain period of time. Seeing the three people who fell silent in the carriage, she suddenly laughed.

　　 "Maomao, do you want to eat?"

　　 She actually sent the flowers to the chocolate!

　　 Kitten is never polite to people other than Jenkins. Its head stretched forward, and the petals in Miss Kingsley's hand disappeared.

　　 was very satisfied with the chewing motion, and the tail wobbled.

　　 "Miss Kingsley, you are really..."

　　 Jenkins was dumbfounded.

　　 "It's okay, I have always liked this kind of cute pet, but it is not allowed at home. This should be an extraordinary creature, it's really cute."