Sir, this is not how bad women are used.

"This probably means that the side effects are still there. There's no particular pain. I think it will go away in a few days."

Chu Yan didn't take it too seriously. This ability was to overdraw the self-healing ability for a period of time and forcibly eliminate the injury, so the current minor situation was acceptable.

But you have to stay calm during these two days. It’s best not to leave the house and wait patiently for the “weak” period to end.

Once injured, the wound is unlikely to heal and will take several days to scab over and heal on its own.

However, Chu Yan was a little skeptical. His damaged spiritual soul meant that he was overdrawing his self-healing ability at the soul level, which was different from the self-healing of his physical body, right?

If it was the former, then it would not be a big deal. He did not have the self-healing ability of his spirit and soul before, and he relied entirely on going to various witches to get the ability.

"Sister Ye Na, I think this side effect is worth checking. Why don't you use your sword to stab it?"

"Are you sick?"

Princess Ye Na scolded him seriously, then took him out of the underground training ground and took a shower to wash off the sweat.

While taking a bath together, Princess Ye Na felt that she could make a decisive conclusion that Chu Yan's body's self-healing ability should not be affected at all!

Because in just a short while he was able to stand up again with full energy, how could he look weak and exhausted?

It is estimated that what has been overdrawn is only the self-healing ability at the soul level, which can almost be said to be an extra life.

"Anyway, Chu Yan, you should not try to enter the nightmare space again recently. The risk is too great. If there is any situation, don't rush for a few days."

"You know, I cherish my life more than anyone else!"

"You're still willing to risk your life and get seriously injured?"

Princess Ye Na rolled her eyes at him. She had just finished rinsing the bubbles from his hair and wanted to tap his forehead as a warning.

But seeing the lava cracks on the side of his face, the princess couldn't bear to do it, and instead grabbed his energetic little head and flicked it lightly.

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Chu Yan left the small military area and walked slowly towards his old nest.

His face looked strange, but it did not attract much attention from passers-by. They were all adventurers who could accept elves, orcs, and lizardmen. How could they be surprised by Chu Yan's condition?

Chu Yan murmured, "When the cracks on my face disappear, the period of weakness should be over. Then I should go find the Pope of Discipline in a few days and have a good chat."

Of course, Chu Yan now has a new goal when he contacts the Pope of Discipline - to ask her for a few more contracts of faith.

It doesn’t matter who the faith contract is with. Chu Yan is using it to shift the crisis, transfer the witch’s aura, and let the Cursed Witch arrest others.

This is equivalent to using paid props to eliminate the cooling time and reset the number of entries into the nightmare space.

"I almost forgot, I should go check if Mommy Weilin's dress is ready..."

Chu Yan patted his head. After frequently entering and exiting the nightmare space, his concept of time was a little confused.

Chapter 19: Eve is exerting her strength! (-)

Chu Yan remembered that the last time he went to Meduso Auction House, the waiter at that time

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The girl said that it would be sent over as soon as it was finished.

The delivery time is around eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

As a result, Chu Yan ran over to take a look, and found out that the time they mentioned was conservative. They had already finished the production and were just waiting for the right time to deliver the goods to the door.

I thought the waiter's confession last time was honest enough, but it turns out he was playing some tricks...

Should we say that this is work efficiency, or is it a well-intentioned effort to maintain the brand image?

It's understandable, from the employer's perspective, when they hear how much effort and blood the master tailor has put into the careful design, they can feel a different story when they wear the garment.

Since the clothes were already ready, Chu Yan didn't wait until the evening. He picked them up and went home directly.

When passing by Princess Melissa's house, Chu Yan handed a bag to the big maid:

"Morning Star, please help me take them in. These are some casual clothes. The Pope of Discipline came here in a hurry, so I'm afraid the clothes are not ready yet?"

The little white-haired maid nodded happily. She confirmed curiously:

"Are all these items from the Pope of Discipline?"

Chu Yan paused. He really had forgotten about this matter...

At that time, she was thinking about showing her courtesy to the Pope of Discipline so that she could bring herself to speak up during the negotiations later, but she forgot that she was living in Princess Melissa's house.

Shouldn't this be arranged for Princess Melissa as well?

Although it was not intentional to ignore them, it is easy to be misunderstood as favoring one over the other. Otherwise, two of them were given to Princess Melissa...

Chu Yan struggled with several thoughts and decided to respond honestly. It would be even more embarrassing if Princess Melissa's clothes didn't fit her well.

"These pieces belong to the Pope of Discipline. The tailor at the Meduso family auction house happened to have made robes for the Pope before, so he knows the sizes. I don't even know Princess Melissa's measurements, so I can't make them for her."

"Understood!"

It was just a simple explanation, but the white-haired maid listened very carefully, as if she was listening to task instructions, which gave people a very good impression.

"Lord Chu Yan, this on your face... is it a wound? Do you want me to disinfect and clean it for you?"

"No, this is just a trace of magic, don't worry about it!"

After thanking the maid for her concern, Chu Yan turned around and walked a few steps back to his own nest.

As soon as I entered the room, I didn't hear any sound of my aunt being nagged. It seemed that Weilin's mother was in a good mood.

Xia Nuoya was just walking near the entrance. She saw Chu Yan standing there in a trance, and immediately blinked her beautiful eyes, walked quickly to Chu Yan, and asked in a low voice:

"You went to the nightmare space again?"

Chu Yan was puzzled. How did Xia Nuoya know this? There were lava cracks on his face, but there was no writing on the cracks.

"Why do you say that?"

Seeing his response, Xia Nuoya knew that she had guessed correctly. She handed the glass of water she had just received to Chu Yan and explained:

"You can tell from your mental state that if you stay in the nightmare space for a long time, you will feel a sense of dislocation. You are obviously recalling what happened before you entered the nightmare space, and whether you have forgotten anything to do.

Aunt Nancy should have something in common with you, right? "

Chu Yan didn't complain about why she also started calling her "Auntie", but was just curious about the similarities that made her make this comparison.

"Why do you say that?" He repeated himself.

"Aunt Nancy sometimes falls asleep and becomes like you just now, trying to remember whether she forgot to eat or drink water."

It's actually his facial expression. Xia Nuoya, you are too observant. I thought you were going to ask me about the cracks on my face...

Chu Yan drank Xia Nuoya's water, thanked her, and then went upstairs to give the dress to Weilin's mother.

Although this was just buying some casual clothes for Weilin's mother, she still felt very happy, as if she had received a carefully prepared and grand gift.

Then, Weilin naturally had to use the clothes her son had offered as tribute to her to ride on Tiffany's face.

In addition, the cracks on Chu Yan's face also attracted the attention of his companions.

The mansion was quite large, but every few steps he would run into someone asking what was wrong with his face.

"Young lord, what happened to your face? Are you injured?" Omega had just walked out of the room and bumped into Chu Yan, puzzled by his change.

It had only been a few hours since the two last met.

"I used some new magic, but it will leave marks on my face. They will disappear in a few days." Chu Yan responded in a normal tone, not mentioning a word that this was related to the injury.

At this time, Bertha came out after hearing the conversation. When she saw Yan's face clearly, she was surprised:

"Little Lord, what happened to your face? Did you get beaten when you went out?"

"...No, it's just a trace of magic used, it's not a big deal." Chu Yan leaned his face closer to her to confirm the feel of her hand.

It looks a bit ferocious, but actually feels the same as usual, only visually different.

After answering his questions, Chu Yan was about to go downstairs to sit in the living room when Janet came running towards him again.

She was looking for food in the kitchen when she heard her companions whispering in the stairwell. She thought they were talking about something interesting, so she hurried over to join in the fun.

When she saw Chu Yan's face, she was surprised and concerned:

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"What happened? Was he beaten? Did Ms. Weilin know about it?"

"..."

No, Janet, you heard us talking, but didn’t you hear what we were talking about?

Chu Yan felt that she did it on purpose, but he still answered her patiently again.

After answering, Chu Yan continued to go downstairs. Eve came over and her cold little face, her eyes clearly fell on his cheek.

Afterwards, the master and the servant looked at each other silently.

Eve was the first to try to break the silence: "Master, you..."

"Wait a minute, I know everything you want to ask!" Chu Yan raised his hand to interrupt her. After sitting down in the living room, he explained it again.

The essence of human beings is to be repeaters, it is true.

Eve was half-believing and half-doubting. She could feel that Chu Yan's mental state was not as good as usual, even worse than a few hours ago, but he insisted that he was fine. Eve couldn't ask too much, so she had to go about her own business.

"Is there anyone else running out?"

Chu Yan watched Eve leave, looking around curiously to see if anyone would come downstairs. If Evelyn's mother came over at some point and asked again, that would be quite a dramatic scene...

Chu Yan was helpless when asked the question just now, and now that everything is suddenly quiet, he feels a little disappointed.

After returning from the nightmare space, all the "review" that needed to be done was finished. His current condition did not support further practice of [Demon Dragon Transformation]. It would be difficult for him to release his own magic.

Suddenly, there was nothing important to do. As soon as my body was idle, my mind started to wander. The feeling of loss in my heart surged out uncontrollably, like water from a river buried deep underground that accidentally encountered a spring on the surface and kept surging out.

The Sky Spirit Clan of the Cursed Witch's generation really made him feel uncomfortable.

As early as the first time he walked out of the small town, Chu Yan guessed the fate of this group of adult Tianling people from the condition of the witch mother.

It can be said that we were mentally prepared and had anticipated this.

Before, Chu Yan simply sighed about this situation, but he didn’t feel much emotion because those Tianling people were too far away from him.

They are so far away that he has never even seen them or heard their names. They only exist in Chu Yan's mind and judgment.

But this time, they unexpectedly got to know these people from the Tianling tribe. Although they had only been together for one day and one night, Chu Yan and Princess Ye Na had already gotten to know these people thoroughly.

The final development of the dream almost confirmed Chu Yan’s guess long ago.

His guess was right, but he just couldn't be happy at all.

The Tianling people have been racing against time to prepare their fighting forces, wary of their fate, and also have to be careful of the evil intentions of people they meet on the road.

This went on for more than 20 years until the last few days before fate arrived, when I finally had time to relax, but in the end I still arrived at the end called "futile efforts".

Even before this, the Tianling people had been in this state for many generations.

This kind of story template is really annoying. Shouldn't everyone fight against fate all the way and have a happy ending in the end?

"Although I know it's just a dream and everything is just a bubble of the past, but it's really bad taste to make such a thoughtful person..."

It is actually a bit inappropriate to complain about this matter from Chu Yan’s standpoint.

After all, he was an outside harasser who broke into the dream of the Cursed Witch, but who could control emotions?

At the stairwell, Weilin's mother came downstairs and just happened to see her son's disappointed expression. She was shrouded in a low mood.

Even when his mother came downstairs and stared at him for a while, Chu Yan was so distracted that he didn't notice.

Mother Weilin couldn't figure out what had happened to him, but what she could confirm was that he was in a very bad mood.

What Chu Yan encountered was not a serious matter. If it really reached that level, Chu Yan would definitely take the initiative to confess to his mother and would not hide it and let the matter deteriorate.

Moreover, they had only been apart for a few hours. It was impossible that he had gone out for a stroll and killed a bishop, right?

Weilin moved over and found Eve, asking her what Chu Yan had been doing outside, wanting to see if the secretary might know anything, but Eve knew nothing about it either.

She had hardly gone out the whole day, so how could she know what had happened to her young master?

"Is that so? Eve, you don't know either..." Weilin didn't blame him unreasonably. After a moment's thought, she asked again, "During the time Chu Yan was in the Babel Tower area, did he have anything he liked that could make him happier?"

"Please let me think about it."