"Satsuki ......"

A low voice came from behind him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He slowly withdrew his gaze, the blood in his eyes silently dissipating.

"Let's go back. "His face was pale and not half bright.

He reached out and wiped the tears from her face, and his voice was soft: "Okay." ”

His fingertips touched the warm tears, and his heart trembled slightly, as if he was being clenched by something.

The crowd behind them automatically made way for the two of them.

Xiao Yue turned her head and glanced at the tiger boy coldly.

At some point, the wind in the air dissipated, and the eerie hissing sound disappeared without a trace.

The tiger boy slowly raised his hand and touched his neck, cold sweat wetting his palm.

At that moment just now, the cold breath with a hissing sound rushed from all directions, wrapping around the top of his head, neck, wrists, and ankles, the cold wind licked his skin, and he felt that something opened his mouth to reveal his sharp teeth, and the cold breath spewed on his skin, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

He had never felt fear since he was a child, but at that moment, the cold hairs on his whole body stood up, so that when the cold wind dissipated, he still stood stupidly and motionless.

By the time he reacted, Qianling and Xiaoyue had already disappeared into the crowd.

He stared blankly at the crowd and touched his head in shock.

Just now...... What happened?

Nothing to say all the way.

Satsuki looked up at the girl beside her, she was unusually silent, her head drooping like a frosted eggplant.

He suddenly missed the usual chatter that didn't give him the slightest respite.

With Qianling's current state, it was unlikely that she would fly home with Xiaoyue, so the two had to walk all the way, and it was already dark when they arrived at the door.

The door closes gently.

Brown Sugar shook her big fluffy tail and "purred" affectionately around Qianling's feet.

The girl ignored it and went into the kitchen.

"Ling, wait a minute. ”

He gently took her hand.

The warm towel gently applied to her wrist, and the warmth came little by little, as if it warmed into the bottom of her heart.

She looked down as he carefully held up her hand and ran a hot towel over the bruises on her wrists.

My heart suddenly softened, and my nose was a little sour.

"Satsuki, I'm sorry. "Did it scare you today?"

"Fool, take care of yourself. "He was a little helpless.

Who the hell was scared?

“...... Moon. She looked at him cautiously.

"Hmm. ”

"You ......," she hesitated, "don't you have anything to ask me?"

He raised his eyes and looked at her deeply with silver eyes: "If you want to speak, I will listen carefully." ”

Didn't she ask him anything?

"......" Qianling lowered her eyelashes and bit her lip.

"That man...... It's someone I knew when I was a child, he grew up tall and strong, and always liked to bully the people around him, so everyone called him 'Tiger Boy'. ”

"I'm too impulsive today, maybe I can avoid conflict by talking well......"

"He's obviously here to find fault, and even if you avoid it, it won't change the result. ”

He glanced at her silently, and she seemed to be deliberately avoiding the point.

"Satsuki, thank you today. The voice was soft.

When he stood in front of her, she was surprised, more moved. There were so many people present, but no one dared to step forward to stop them. But he was not afraid, and his small body stood in front of her without wavering.

Warm hands gently rubbed his hair, and he looked up to see the girl's smiling face.

Something suddenly relaxed in my heart, like a stone falling to the ground.

She had finally reverted to what he was familiar with.

Night.

A silver moon looms behind the heavy clouds.

All the shops were closed, and the streets were deserted with only the faint glimmer of street lamps.

A deep alley.

The tall figure staggered along, pouring wine into his mouth with a bottle in one hand, gulping down his stomach and humming strangely.

The moonlight poured down from behind the clouds, dragging long shadows on the potholed ground.

Stepping on a rock, the figure tripped and slammed headfirst into the mud wall next to the alley.

He shook his head, cursed and kicked the flying stones.

Meow –

There was a kitten lying on the side of the wall, and when it heard the sound, it turned its head to look at the figure, and its voice was low, and it barked weakly twice.

"Huh, where did the wild cats come from?" the figure squinted at the kitten, "Get out of here!"

The kitten looked at him and "meowed" weakly twice. Then she stood up and walked tentatively towards him.

“...... Why? Do you want to take a bite too?" the figure grinned, shaking the bottle in his hand.

A huge strong hand grabbed the kitten's fur around its neck and lifted it up.

Meow Meow Meow –

One hand pinched the kitten's mouth and poured the wine in the bottle into it, watching the kitten in his hand struggle desperately, screaming like a baby's cry, and the figure laughed.

The breeze is light, and the clouds are drifting slowly.

As the clouds moved, a silver moon was revealed, and the moonlight was scorching, and the bright moonlight sprinkled down to illuminate the alley.

The figure looked up at the night sky and squinted, the moonlight was a little dazzling.

A small figure appeared quietly on the eaves, and the huge silver moon behind him illuminated the white robe.

The long hair was dyed with the bright moonlight, and the wisps fluttered in the night breeze.

His long eyelashes shimmered in the moonlight, and his eyes were filled with moonlight.

Above the eaves, under the silver moon, he looked at the figure condescendingly, and his eyes overflowed with cold coldness.

"Is that you......" The figure looked up at him, narrowing its eyes slightly, as if recognizing him.

He casually threw the kitten against the wall, looked at the white figure on the eaves and tilted his head defiantly: "What do you want to do?"

"I have something to ask you. The cold voice was faintly immature.

"You think I'll answer if you ask me? Who do you think you are, and why should I tell you!"

"Shhhh ”

The white fingers lightly touched his lips, making a silent gesture, and the corners of his lips hooked up a shallow smile, revealing a hint of evil in the coldness:

"You'll tell. ”

Long.

The moon is like water, and the silence flows.

A white figure stood quietly on the eaves, his long hair brushing lightly.

He seemed to be a little distracted, and stood there motionless.

The moonlight fell on the shoulders like a light veil, and the long hair shone slightly.

"Hey...... I've said everything I know, let me go!"

The tall figure hung in mid-air, its hands and feet stiff and its limbs stiff, as if it was firmly bound by something. His neck, wrists, and ankles were covered with red blood, and he didn't dare to move, his whole body wet with cold sweat.

"And so. The voice was cold.

"No, no, I've done all this, and others have done the rest!" he hurriedly explained, "I'm not the only one doing these things in the Rose Garden! In that kind of place, the law of survival is the law of the jungle, and the orphans without wings are naturally the targets of oppression! Compared with those people, this is just a small fight, you should go to them! What kind ......of ability is it to find me?"

Looking at the increasingly cold eyes, his voice unconsciously lowered, and he swallowed.

"Yes, the law of survival is the law of the jungle. He smiled coldly.

"Y-Can you let me go now?" he sneered, cold sweat on his forehead.

The eyelashes hang lightly, and the long hair is gently raised in the night breeze.

The figure dissipated into the night, leaving only a faint voice echoing in the night wind:

"You're too noisy. ”

The wind whistled and shuttled, like a beast surging in the air, biting and roaring!

"Ahhhhh——!!h

The blood lotus bloomed from the flesh, the moonlight was cold and blurred, the blood mist rose, and the smell of blood spread in the air.

The screams pierced the night sky for a long time.