Chapter 319： Ophelia's memories

Chapter 319 Ophelia’s Memories

“Ophelia, why are you painting this kind of picture again!”

A middle-aged woman dressed as a nun picked up a piece of drawing paper and shook it at a little girl of seven or eight years old with red hair.

The drawing paper is full of strange pictures painted in black and red. The lines are very messy and childish, but it can be seen that it depicts a terrifying monster that is devouring fleeing humans.

“Mother Gretel, I told you, I am not Ophelia...”

"You are saying this again!" Mother Gretel advised: "Ophelia, how many times have I said that, as clergy, our hearts must be filled with light, and this kind of terrifying evil spirit must be expelled. , don’t paint anymore, you hear me!”

"Okay..." Ophelia agreed with a pout, but her little hands were still playing with the brush, looking a little unconvinced.

After Grandma Gretel left, the little girl snorted disdainfully: "Yeah, you nosy old aunt..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly changed to another expression, looking a little well-behaved and cowardly: "Lia, Grandma Grit also has good intentions... If a painting like yours is seen by some more extreme guys, we will It may be treated as possessed by a demon."

"I am a devil..." The girl showed a cunning look again and smiled slightly: "A little devil that only belongs to you!"

"That's not what I meant..." The girl's expression suddenly became awkward and she blushed a little.

"Okay, okay, I know... I'll pay attention to it in the future!" As she said that, the girl who changed her impatient expression picked up a new piece of drawing paper and scribbled on it with a pen. After a while, A puppy appears on the drawing paper, lifelike and innocent. Anyone who sees it will admire its cuteness.

But the red-haired girl curled her lips disdainfully: "What a boring trick..."

…

"This is…"

In the training ground of the Holy See, several priests and nuns surrounded a red-haired girl and exclaimed in admiration.

This girl looks to be fifteen or sixteen years old, and she already looks like Ophelia, but her facial features look a little childish. At this moment, the girl was raising her hands with excitement, and the Gang Qi extending from her palms was changing shapes at will.

The girl is still in the Peiyuan realm. There is no doubt that this Gang Qi shows a creative tendency, and judging from the ease and flexibility of control, her talent is very high!

But then, the expression on the girl's face changed, from the original excitement to a somewhat impatient indifference.

The vitality in her hand no longer changed shape, but returned to its normal state covering the body surface. However, although the shape no longer changes, the body covered by vitality begins to show slight changes, such as the depth of skin color, the length of hair, etc...

This time it has become the tendency of the Transfiguration Sect, and the talent is also extremely high!

It is not uncommon for practitioners of Ning Xinjing to be able to cultivate the abilities of two or even multiple factions. However, due to limited talent, there are very few who can master multiple factions proficiently. When Ophelia was in the Peiyuan realm, she was able to show an obvious dual-faction tendency, which is a rare genius!

The priests and nuns started a discussion around Ophelia, but the girl surrounded showed a lack of interest.

“A bunch of idiots…”

As soon as this idea came up, another voice came to mind: "Lea, don't say that, these are priests and nuns, and they are all highly respected seniors in the Holy See. It is very honorable to be recognized by them. "

"They just stayed in one place long enough..." After years of adaptation, Ophelia has been able to skillfully complete the dialogue in her heart: "And I don't think there is anything to be happy about being recognized by them... I am because of you And existence, only your approval can make me happy.”

“Say such embarrassing words again…”

“No one else heard it anyway…” A wicked smile appeared on “Ophelia”’s face.

After discussion, the Holy See attached great importance to her talent and admitted her to the Central Academy under special circumstances so that she could get the best education. Finally, when Ophelia was eighteen years old, she broke through to the state of concentration and became a A master of dual factions!

It was also at the Central Academy that she encountered her first love affair...

…

“Anthony...what would you like to eat?” In a restaurant in the Holy City, nineteen-year-old Ophelia was looking through the menu. A tall, handsome brown-haired boy sat across the table.

"Ophelia..." The boy looked a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a few times, he opened his mouth and said, "I think we should separate."

"Hmm...huh?" Ophelia raised her head and looked at her lover opposite, showing a shocked expression.

“Anthony…what did you say…I don’t seem to hear it clearly…”

"I said, let's break up..." Anthony looked at Ophelia and took a deep breath: "I admit that I really like you. The first time I saw you, I felt my heart beating faster. When you agreed When I became my girlfriend, I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep all night long…”

"Then why..." Ophelia looked at Anthony, her pupils trembling slightly.

"Because you are very strange..." Anthony gritted his teeth: "I was really happy when we first started dating, but soon I felt something was wrong... You often talk to yourself for no reason, and sometimes your temperament changes drastically. , looks like another person... Let's put it this way, I even feel that even when we are alone together, there is always a third person watching, so until now, we haven't... That's why..."

Hearing Anthony's words, Ophelia's expression darkened.

“So, isn’t it good for me to be like this...”

"I didn't say anything bad about you..." Anthony gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that I can't adapt to you like this. I don't think we get along..."

Before he finished speaking, a blond girl suddenly came and sat next to Anthony, acting affectionately: "My dear, isn't it over yet?"

Ophelia was stunned and pointed at the woman tremblingly: "Who is she..."

Anthony was also caught off guard: "Annie...don't, I haven't finished speaking yet..."

"What else is there to say!" The blonde Anne looked at Ophelia with a smile: "Anthony can no longer stand you, a freak. You can leave him happily..."

"You bitch!" Ophelia suddenly stood up and slapped Anne on the face, knocking her from her seat to the ground.

Anne covered her face in disbelief. She did not expect that the other party would respond so decisively, and her body immediately became filled with energy... She is also a student of the Vatican Central Academy, and she is also a practitioner of energy.

But Ophelia's cultivation was deeper than hers, and her aura directly overwhelmed her. Anne did not dare to confront her directly, so she could only turn to Anthony: "My dear, please say something."

However, without giving Anthony a chance to explain, Ophelia slapped him, causing the tall man to stagger and almost fall.

"Scum, go to hell!" One slap was not enough to satisfy her hatred. Ophelia even picked up the knife on the table and prepared to stab Anthony...but when she raised her hand, it trembled a few times in mid-air. Throwing it on the ground, he turned around and left the restaurant.

On the streets of the Holy Capital, Ophelia walked quickly with tears on her face, but looking at her expression, there was no sadness of lovelorn at all, but an unconvinced look on her face: "What the hell, you still dislike us? This It’s okay to be a rotten man! I’m so angry and hungry, let’s go eat pizza…”

“That’s enough!” Ophelia’s tone suddenly changed, the expression on her face turned into one of grievance and resentment, and she shed more tears.

"Why did you hit him?" Ophelia walked to an alley, squatted on the ground and cried loudly: "It was possible for me and Anthony to reconcile, but if you make such a fuss, there is absolutely no room for recovery! "

"Do you still want to reconcile with him?" Ophelia's tone changed again, "The mistress has come to your door, and you still have illusions? Forget about him, this kind of scumbag is not worth your tears. !”

"It's not because of you!" Ophelia returned to the state of a resentful woman: "If it weren't for you, how could he think I was weird? If it weren't for you, how could he feel that there was always a third person around? If it weren't for you, How could he not want me..."

Ophelia cried louder and louder, and finally yelled at the corner: "It would be great if you had never appeared, it would be great if you were not there! I never want to hear your voice again!"

After saying these words, Ophelia felt her heart fall into silence. After a long time, a faint voice came out:

“If that’s what you really think...that’s what you wish for.”

(End of this chapter)