After obtaining the forbidden knowledge of the evil god, Wang Hui forged a dagger from the wreckage of the first broken wolf lock, Laeding, and gave it to the perfect maid master who had never had a weapon in his hand as a gift from the immovable Great Library.

It's just that they didn't expect that the first sip of blood they drank actually belonged to their forger.

The Misty Night Killer clenched the dagger in her hand, the fire of anger burning her mind, causing her to swing her blade involuntarily.

Clear crystal red blood gushed out, staining the murderous ghost's beautiful face, contrasting with the white skin, but reflecting a different kind of bloody beauty.

"Ga"

The vocal cords severed by the blade made a strange sound, and the miserable-looking corpse slowly shrank, and the non-human features gradually faded, and the char and frost on the surface were shattered by the rapidly repaired body, finally revealing the familiar face of the murderer.

The murderer's stabbing hand couldn't help but ease a little, and she looked at the silent young man, a little distracted.

But Wang Hao's silence angered her again, and she finally stopped hesitating, and slashed the boy's chest with four daggers like a madman, the only place where she was not pierced by the torrent of black keys.

Why are you ?!!?

The head maid knew that her most important thing might be worthless in the eyes of others, so she was also mentally prepared that the eldest lady would be hurt - she herself had killed a lot of other people's souls, and in the world of the jungle, this was the most normal thing.

But she never imagined that the person who almost killed Remilia would be Wang Yu.

It could be an opponent in the future who can't compete with all the forces of the Red Devil Pavilion and kill the eldest lady after he dies of exhaustion, or it could be a resourceful politician like the Youkai Sage, who unknowingly turns the Red Devil into a pawn.

It can be corrupted from the inside, and using the trust between each other to assassinate them one by one is something she has never thought of and dare not think about.

What a sad thing it would be if family members couldn't trust each other.

Sixteen Nights Sakuya believes that in the Red Devils, such a situation will never occur.

And Wang Ming gently smiled and tore up this trust, and put the last thing the head maid wanted to see in front of her.

This vicious act that amounted to betrayal completely angered Sixteen Nightsakiya, although he knew in his heart that it was not Wang Hao's doing, but when he saw him, he still inevitably felt angry, as if he was going to burn his whole body to death.

Why you?!Why you?!!!

I thought you were the only one who could understand me, I thought I could trust you completely, but you betrayed me?!!!

Furious, Sixteen Nights Sakuya gave up control of himself and vented his anger wantonly.

Although I understand that this is a weak act called "anger", I can't help but do it.

If Wang Hao encounters this kind of thing, he will definitely blame himself for being so weak and unable to protect even his most important person, right?

This guy has a strange mind, thinking that the victim of a scam is wrong because he can't tell that it's a hoax, that being weak is a sin and that it's normal for the strong to act recklessly, and that being used can only blame himself for not being smart enough.

Even he himself sometimes laughs at himself: "Am I brainwashed by watching too much Hong Kong comics? I'm not too interested in that thing, and the style of painting is fundamentally different from ours." ”

I have also seen a few copies of this kind of thing in Patchouli's library, and I have to say that the ideas in it are indeed the same as Wang Hao's thinking mode.

He doesn't have pity for the tears of the weak, and the appearance of the sunken fish and geese can't slow down his butcher's knife by half a minute, and the hard-hearted nature makes Sixteen Nights Sakuya sometimes can't help but feel scared.

It's as if there is no one in the world who deserves to be seen by him except for the people he cares about, and even death in front of him will not move him.

It seems gentle and warm, but in fact, the distance between him has never been closer.

Whenever this happens, the head maid will involuntarily ask: Is she the person he cares about?

Sixteen Nights Sakuya didn't know why she thought that, but the head maid, who had always been straightforward, didn't think deeply about it. As a family member in the Red Devil Pavilion, it's normal to have this kind of problem, isn't it?

The answer was frustrating, and he seemed to have only the second miss in his heart.

Manipulating the cold blade to tear apart the flesh and blood, Sixteen Nights Sakuya began to think in anger, and his thoughts unconsciously flew into the distance.

Although he is now allowed to kill himself, the good feelings he has accumulated in the past are probably gone, right? Wang Hao hates others being unreasonable the most.

Thinking of this, the blade in his hand seemed to be a little slower. The heart of the Foggy Night Killer began to hesitate a little.

The dagger wrapped in red thunder exploded the flesh and blood on the boy's chest, and the aqua blue light released from breaking through the restraint reflected on the murderer's blood-stained hideous face, making her look embarrassed.

This is

The angry expression of the Misty Night Killer froze, and the raised hand failed to fall again. The crystal heart was filled with sparkling blood, as beautiful as a painting.

She was too familiar with the appearance of the crystal heart, it was something she had carved out with her own hands, how could she not remember?

Under the reflection of the blue light, the scarlet in the murderer's pupils slowly receded, and he returned to the holy silver of the past, and the anger in his heart seemed to dissipate along with the scarlet. The maid lowered her arms abruptly and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Wang Hao has never been the kind of good old man, mildness is just a layer of disguise on the surface, how could he, who believes in the law of the jungle of "blood for blood, tooth for tooth", forget these injuries because of two fluttering apologies. What's more, apologizing now may provoke Wang Hao's anger.

Break up? He and he are both subordinates of the Red Devil Pavilion, and even their positions are equal. In addition, now that the relationship between the eldest lady and the second miss is repaired, they who belong to the two sisters will see each other more times a day than before, and the break will only add embarrassment to the two.

Nothing to do, but it seems to be the wisest option.

The maid chief made up her mind and said nothing, but when she met the young man's eyes, she instinctively spat out a syllable. After all, she has never been good at disguise and deception, the perfect maid has always been majestic, when has she ever done such a hypocritical thing?

"King"

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I wish you a happy New Year's Day, although I am not happy at all this New Year's Day