Sir, this is not how bad women are used.

Chu Yan sat down with Aisis. Her words made Chu Yan think of a lot of things, especially the one about necromancy.

"Isis, you just mentioned necromancy, right? I don't have any foundation in this area. Can I learn the necromancy of the Dullahan?"

Normally, a necromancer would have an indifferent look on her face, as if she didn't care about anything. But once she started to study necromancy, her face would gradually take on an enchanting and intoxicated expression.

She was like this at this moment, staring at Chu Yan intently, unable to move her eyes away.

"In theory, you can learn it. The most difficult part of necromancy is the language and the spiritual and soul level."

"On the spiritual and soul level, I understand. As for the nightmare dimension... what does the language mean?"

Isis took out the book of the dead that Chu Yan had given her earlier.

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The book was a Buddhist scripture. When the pages were opened, there were strange and crooked words inside.

Because it was related to necromancy, she had more to say:

"The creator of the original system of necromancy left these words in an excited state when he came into contact with the highest realm of the soul. They represent the necromancer's emotions and inspirations at the time."

Got it, improvisation! Doodle on paper when drunk.

In order to understand the words, you have to resonate with the mental state of the person who wrote them at the time, right?

Aren't we going crazy together...

Isis sensed Chu Yan's research intention and said, "When I help you with regular checkups in the future, I can also guide you to comprehend these words. You have the foundation, so you will definitely be able to learn it!"

Chu Yan was a little frightened by her enthusiasm, so he agreed tentatively: "Thank you!"

"No, I should thank you for being willing to listen to me talk about these knowledge that is difficult for ordinary people to understand..."

This short conversation seemed to have overdrawn Ashis's entire speaking budget for the entire day.

After successfully getting his bag of magic power, Ashis turned around and left, returning to her own carriage to conduct magic research. It seemed that the only thing left in her sensory world was Chu Yan's bag of thick magic power.

......

The carriage passed the Liufengmai area and the convoy stopped in a small town to prepare the carriages and horses, and also washed up and spent the night in an inn.

Because there were many people on Chu Yan's side, he simply booked the entire hotel.

At night, after everyone finished bathing, Chu Yan came to Tiffany's mother's room.

The matter of [Harmony] can no longer be delayed.

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PS:

Transition chapter, there is no more tonight.

It’s time to refine the subsequent plot, as the plot of challenging the “Gatekeeper” is coming soon.

This month's update status report:

22 words have been updated, with an average of about 7 words per day.

I owed 49 chapters last month, paid back 20, and still owe 29.

This month’s monthly tickets and rewards will also be counted tomorrow.

Author's words: I kind of want to write Tiffany as a sequel

Chapter 81: I'm not hungry, I just want to go home

in the room,

The soft and beautiful woman with purple hair was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a local travel guide "Fengqing Geography" in her hand, flipping through it to see what interesting things there were in the local area.

She was still wearing her regular clothes because Tiffany thought the team would just stop to take a shower and then continue on their journey, and the layout of the carriage was no different from that of a hotel.

Unexpectedly, while everyone was bathing, Chu Yan directly booked a hotel for the night. If he had told Tiffany about this plan earlier, she would not have put on her casual clothes again.

After Chu Yan walked into the room, he stood at the door and hesitated. After hesitating for a long time, he boldly stepped forward and found a topic to start with. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to mention what he wanted to say.

"Mummy Tiffany, are you so fascinated by this thing?"

"I'm not fascinated by it. I just read it casually, as if I were reading a story book. Otherwise, if I lie down and fall asleep immediately, it would be like the bumpy ride on the road, which would be a bit boring~"

Tiffany moved her position, placed the pillow upright against the head of the bed, and made the bed for her son.

Chu Yan hesitated, looking constipated, but he still squeezed into the bed first, pretending to look over and read the manual, but his mind was not on it at all.

In the parent-child room, the only sound was the sound of turning pages.

"Mommy, don't you usually change into pajamas before reading in bed? Why are you still wearing casual clothes today?" Chu Yan suddenly asked again, and he didn't even realize how awkward the topic was.

"Your decision to stay overnight was too sudden. I just got dressed and was about to go back to the car. Changing clothes so frequently is a bit annoying. What if you suddenly say you need to leave again? So I thought I would change into pajamas before going to bed."

Tiffany's daily dress style is elegant and quiet. The white shirt is neat and formal, intellectual and sensible, and the slim-fitting skirt outlines the graceful curves of her hips and legs.

The bedside night lamp cast a warm light, making the fabric of my stepmother's skirt look thin and charming. The shadow of a pair of beautiful legs in purple stockings was faintly visible under the skirt.

Her son's strange questions naturally attracted Tiffany's attention. She seemed to be reading a book, but secretly observed him out of the corner of her eye.

After watching quietly for a while, Tiffany confirmed that her son was indeed hiding something, but she was not sure what it was.

She silently unbuttoned her clothes and turned to the next page in the manual. The smell of ink was gradually replaced by a faint scent of frankincense.

The dignified and beautiful woman observed the child beside her for a while, and he didn't even notice the big white ball in front of him.

This distraction is unusual, what could it be... ?

"What's wrong, little baby?" she asked directly.

"nothing."

"Really?" Tiffany used the handbook to block the snowy girl in front of her and asked, "What color clothes am I wearing today?"

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, then he realized that his distraction might have been noticed, but this kind of question was not difficult for him.

He knew exactly what clothes Tiffany had, inside and out.

"Purple, with a pattern of lace roses."

"Guessed wrong~"

"Impossible, I remember it very clearly!" Chu Yan swore solemnly with a firm tone.

"really?"

Tiffany smiled and asked back. She stretched out her hidden hand, holding a

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A purple underwear that still retains body temperature.

The clothing was in her hand, so she was naturally...

Tiffany put down the manual and revealed the answer to the riddle: "The Emperor's New Clothes."

"..."

Chu Yan's breathing rhythm was disordered for a few beats. He knew what Tiffany meant. She was saying that he was too distracted and didn't even know what had just happened under his nose.

In fact, his cheek was resting on Tiffany's shoulder just now, and he should have noticed her movements from the first perspective.

But in the end, he didn't know what happened, and had to rely on his memory from the morning to guess what Tiffany was wearing...

"You have a lot on your mind. Do you want to confess yourself, or should I interrogate you personally~?"

The beautiful mother with great charm smiled gently, but the threat was not false.

Chu Yan raised his hands in surrender, fearing that she would directly take the purple poison needle, so he interrogated her and told her everything.

During his distraction just now, he had almost finished organizing his words:

"Can I ask something else first?"

"Are you asking the same stiff question that you just asked to change the subject? This matter is so difficult to talk about, let me help you, so that you don't have to be embarrassed, little darling~"

"No, this time it's related!" Chu Yan said hurriedly.

No matter how much confusion there was, it all disappeared in an instant under Tiffany's acupuncture interrogation.

“Wouldn’t it have been better if you did this earlier?” The woman ruffled Chu Yan’s hair. She had no intention of covering her equipment back and just waited for his next words.

"Can the Purple Poison Dragonborn's innate magic be used in the nightmare space?"

What kind of question is this? Why are the questions so irrelevant? Tiffany smiled helplessly and responded:

"Of course you can. The magic system of the Purple Poison Dragonborn seems to be characterized by 'toxins', but in fact it is only a superficial aspect. The spiritual and soul level attainments are the essence.

However, the price to pay after using it is not small, that is the weakness of the soul, which is difficult to recover with ordinary medicines. "

Chu Yan would not doubt her words. He still remembered the first time he used the Black Ice Dragonborn's innate magic, the magic power in his body was depleted to the point where it was difficult for him to recover. He was weak to the point of overdraft.

Then it is understandable that the Purple Poison Dragonborn's innate magic overdraws on his spiritual soul.

Chu Yan would not delve into the power of this innate magic for the time being. Right now he had few means of protecting himself in the nightmare space, so he was not qualified to be picky.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

"Yes, after tonight, can I ask about the affairs of the [Mother Goddess of the End Society], including your relationship with this organization, Mommy..."

After tonight…?

This question left Tiffany speechless for a moment, and she looked at her child with more curiosity.

There are some things that are tacitly understood between each other. Chu Yan heard a lot of gossip from Weilin. Weilin asked him to be more careful of Tiffany, which Tiffany herself could see.

Tiffany didn't mind the little tricks hidden in the child's heart. Chu Yan's wary yet irresistible look towards her was very much to Tiffany's liking, and it was fun to tease her.

As for what Weilin said, knowing it in your heart is one thing, but if you don't ask directly, you can just pretend it's nothing and wait for the right opportunity to get in touch with those secrets from the past.

Does the child feel that now is the time to muster up the courage to inquire?

"That's fine, but there's a chance that I'll be gone tomorrow morning, so I guess I can avoid being questioned."

Looking at Tiffany's serious and thoughtful expression, Chu Yan's face fell.

Under all circumstances, he really didn't have much to do with this mommy. If she ran away after having her fun, without giving Chu Yan a chance to ask questions, that would be troublesome.

"Mummy Tiffany, I'm going to confess a secret of mine. It's about the Black Ice Dragonborn's innate magic, and the abnormal increase in the concentration of Madam Afaline's dragon blood..."

This situation was a secret hanging over him. The mothers knew there must be something fishy going on when they were in Longyan City, but they didn't force him to ask.

Chu Yan hesitantly confessed to Tiffany the [Harmony] ability bestowed upon him by the Dragon Witch.

Even though Tiffany had seen many secrets of the world, she was still surprised when she heard her son explain this ability.

Chu Yan's ability can be roughly regarded as a master-servant contract, which are similar concepts, but the effect is so powerful that you can't even imagine it.

This can actually increase the concentration of dragon blood on the "servant" side. For the Dragonborn, this contract is beyond dreams!

Could it be that the reason why that woman Evelyn is so attached to Chu Yan is because of this?

"Will this contract weaken over time, and I have to ask you to replenish it regularly?"

"Why do you ask?" Chu Yan didn't remember mentioning this just now.

"Because I think Afaline is like a weird aunt, always staring at you. Black Ice Dragonborn are not very sexually inclined, just like Losta and Eve. If it weren't for maintaining this dragon blood contract, I don't think Afaline would be so eager to stick around you."

......Mrs. Evelyn now seems to simply like having her heart cleared by me, and it has nothing to do with the Dragon Blood Contract or anything like that.

Chu Yan couldn't elaborate on this.

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, if he explained it clearly, it would be terrible, so he chose to be vague and evasive and skipped the matter:

"Uh... well, pretty much."

"You give the other party dragon blood concentration, so you can use the other party's innate magic... Then the little darling just asked about the Purple Poison Dragonborn's innate magic, what does it mean~?"

After the charming and enchanting woman asked this question, the room fell into silent silence.

She already knew what the child meant, but she just wanted to hear him say it in person.

Tiffany was like an aggressive female leopard, playing with the prey in her mouth. She slowly crawled in front of Chu Yan, and her beautiful and charming face came into his field of vision. No matter how Chu Yan dodged his gaze, he could not escape from looking into the woman's beautiful eyes.