"What's the matter?"Don’t you want to turn your head and look at me?”

Just like the unknownness around you, the divine existence behind the square sends such a somewhat funny word.

Its voice, that is, gentle, with a hint of playful play.

Of course, that sound is also particularly beautiful.

Listening to that voice, feeling that everything around it exists only to set off it, becomes very irrelevant.

He turned around and looked behind him.

In the eyes of the party is a girl with a dreamlike beauty.

The girl's apparent age is only 16 or 7 years old.

It was covered in a loose white feather.

A silvery long hair is like a snowflake that melts in early spring, and like the soft light of the moon in the night sky, it looks very dazzling.

And the other side of the blue eyes, but with a little naughty, a little bit of blame staring in the square.

In the dreamy beauty, a Chu Chu's moving smile hung there.

Looking at this girl who appeared in front of her eyes, beautiful as a goddess, Fang couldn't help but glance at the statue of Eris standing next to her.

Whether it is temperament or appearance, it is the same, the same.

Yes.

They are beautiful like goddesses.

Because they are goddesses.

"It's strange to say, but let me introduce myself."

The goddess who came to this world was crooked, closed her eyes, and offered greetings to the square with impeccable etiquette.

"I am Eris, the goddess responsible for guiding the people who died prematurely, and I am lucky in your hands, and I have asked you to teach me a lot, Mr. Fang Li."

The beautiful voice of the goddess who called herself Eris awakened the silence around her.

Looking at the Eris with a moving smile, the people around him began to panic as if they had finally reacted from their sluggishness.

The disturbances also began to appear.

“Hey, that guy...”

“It shouldn’t be...”

“Oh my God...”

The tourists on the road looked at Eris, and at the statue of the goddess standing in front of the shop street, compared with the almost identical appearance and temperament of the two, they were completely confused, excited and overwhelmed.

In fact, they feel the same way.

Because the contrast is too big.

Seeing that Eris was smiling tenderly at himself, he was also full of mysterious temperament that could not help but be fascinated, and how could he not associate it with that loud Chris.

Unlike Akuya, who is destroying the three views of others during every move, this girl in front of her is simply a collection of people's vision of the goddess.

At the end of the day, there is no defect.

This made the party can not hesitate, the tone is also full of surprise, so out loud.

“Are you really Chris?”

Such confirmation cannot be made by the parties.

And Eris seemed to be satisfied with Fang Li's reaction, and the smile was so beautiful that the people around him were sluggish again.

"Now, it's better to call me Eris, my assistant."

Eris closed one eye and laughed mischievously.

In this moment, Fang Li even saw a shadow of Sylvia in the body of Eris.

Although not as moving as Eris, Silvia is also a gentle and playful world-class idol star.

Of course, the two have different places.

Eris is the type that provokes the desire to protect others and can’t help but want to take care of them.

Sylvia's words are generous and calm, but people can't help but want to rely on the type.

Both cannot be generalized at all.

But there is no denying that only in terms of charm, both of them are enough to capture the existence of sentient beings.

Even if it is only in terms of appearance, among the people known in Fangli, it is only the kind of girl Amelya and Alquite who has the same world-class beauty to be comparable.

Now, this beauty has caused the people around them to begin to lose their cool.

“Is that really someone else dressed up?”

“How could someone dress up like that?”

“Is it difficult... is it on the body?”

“False, right?”

Such an uproar is getting worse.

At the Eris Festival, there are indeed people who dress up as the goddess of Eris tradition.

The origin of this tradition is to cover up the fate of the goddess Eris.

On the day of the Eris Festival, the goddess Eris will fall into the crowd.

In order not to disturb and offend such a goddess, people will have a tradition of dressing up as the goddess Eris, so that Eris can better integrate into the crowd and not be found.

Sadly, this rumor is actually false.

Eris will not be present at the time of the Eris Festival.

That’s what Chris himself told Fang.

But only this time, Eris used this rumor to be ontology.

However, Eris did not think that even if there were rumors to cover up, his appearance and temperament were too real, so that people could not have doubts about pretending to be.

Now, people around me are starting to doubt.

The girl who doubted the dreamy beauty was the real goddess Eris on the day of the Eris Festival.

So, as the surrounding commotion grew larger and larger, some people were already full of faces and excitement began to come closer.

Seeing this scene, the gentle smile on Eris's face suddenly became a little uneasy.

“It seems... it’s more remarkable than I thought...”

Eris's expression was a little uneasy.

There is a reaction here.

“Let’s get out of here first.”

After making such a decisive decision, Fang Li held Ernest's hand.

“Mr. Fang...?”

Suddenly, he was pulled by Fang Li, and Eris seemed a little surprised and a little shy.

What happened to this feminine reaction?

Some in the square were surprised.

Compared with Chris, the response of the goddess in front of him is too easy for the male heart to speed up.

Fortunately, Fang Li is also used to seeing the goddess level of beautiful girls men, otherwise, this will really point to the same as the people around, become a little lost their minds.

"I've also a little bit of your charm."

Fang Li laughed so much, not only did not release his hand, but held it tighter.

“Get out of here, boss.”

“The assistant?”

By the time Eris was timid, Fang Li had begun to run, taking Erris's hand, and running in the direction of the shopping street.

“Hold on, follow me!”

“I haven’t yet...!”

“Wait a minute!”

The people around them suddenly clamored, almost wondering, and the conditioned reflexes chased the past.

At Axel’s festival, the lively atmosphere climbed several times.

Less than a moment, the rumor of the suspected goddess Elysian's body spread and was known.