"Big Brother ?!!"

Flandoro looked up in surprise, the familiar figure made her burst into tears and laugh, and all grievances melted away like ice and snow in the sun.

She didn't vent her frustration to the boy, because being able to find him would have made Flandall happy. For the little girl who has been alone for the first half of her life, as long as she can keep the only remaining warmth, nothing else matters.

"Ah, why don't you lose your temper with me? I'm sorry for you. ”

The boy's smile was as good as ever, but Flandorow felt a hint of disobedience, which was not like what Wang Hao would say. She looked at Wang Yu and asked in a hesitant whisper:

"Big brother?"

"But it's okay if you lose your temper, I've got a gift for you, Fran. Come, big brother will take you to see. ”

Ignoring Flandrelu's inquiry, the boy hugged the little girl in his arms tightly, and walked briskly with a bright smile, like a child who couldn't wait to show off his toys.

Am I being too sensitive? Maybe it's because my big brother is too tired that's why it's a little weird?

Flandrew suppressed the doubts in her heart and shrank comfortably into the boy's arms, expecting his gift.

The last gift was a pair of ragdoll bears that could never be torn, the older one with two pairs of sharp horns and a budding skeleton on his left arm, and the smaller one with a pair of crystal wings on his back and a strange hat on his head. Flandorow left only the big one, and stuffed the small one into Wang Hao's arms.

So what will it be this time?

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Flandorow never dreamed that this gift would be so beautiful, so unexpected, so cruel.

"Look! Fran, these are the ones who claim to be your friends and family, but they abandon you. They watched you fall into the abyss, but they just watched, and no one would reach out to pull you. They deserve to be punished, don't they?"

The boy stood in front of the massive cross, and the four unlidded sarcophagi were to his left and right. The beautiful maidens lay quietly on the blood-colored velvet lining, and the white roses filled the space in the coffins, reflecting their tranquil and beautiful faces, as if they were asleep.

He opened his hands and proudly and joyfully proclaimed. The outstretched arms and the cross behind them echoed each other, and the moonlight entered the mansion, reflecting a dazzling scarlet light on the young man's costume against the light.

And on that cross, the young Red Moon was crucified mercilessly, her white soles overlapping each other, pierced by a long nail, and the same silver-plated iron nails pierced through the narrow space between the arm bones and metacarpals, and then nailed into the wide demonic wings that spread out. The eternal bright red moon hung its head weakly, and the bright red crystal blood fainted on the pure white dress, and slowly flowed down the pitch-black cross, gathering in the pre-set marigold at the bottom, and it was already half a cup.

Under the reflection of a full moon outside the window, the appearance is holy and bewitching, full of charming and magical beauty.

"Come, Fran, this is the best gift that Big Brother can give you. Use her weapon to kill this incompetent sister. ”

The boy slowly approached the sluggish Flandoro, and out of nowhere he took out the Meteor Spear, bent down to offer it both hands. It wasn't the thorny scepter wrapped around the twin snakes in Wang Hao's hand, but the blood-colored spear that belonged to Remilia.

"Then drink her blood and become a true Demon King. This sinner is no longer qualified to bear the name of Scarlett. And I will always be by your side, by your side, and never leave you. ”

The young man's warm breath hit the little girl's face, but Flandorow felt a piercing chill in her heart, and she couldn't help but shudder. The boy's words had an indescribable allure, and the scarlet pupils were so gentle, containing a murmuring of anticipation and longing, patiently waiting for Flandrolu's answer.

It wasn't until now that Flandrew discovered that today's boy was not the windbreaker given by a friend, but a scarlet Hanfu with a moire python outlined in pitch black.

"No"

The little girl began to step back, and she looked at the boy in horror, shaking her head constantly.

"Not right"

The tail-shaped magic sword was summoned by its master, and the scarlet fire made the otherwise cold room instantly become hot.

"Big brother, big brother, he would never do such a thing!!You, who are you!! where did you hide your big brother?!!!!

Flandoro roared wildly, her arm holding the magic sword trembling slightly with anger and fear, and the heart-shaped tip of the sword left a trail of shattered fire in the air.

"What are you talking about, Fran. I am Wang Hao, I am your knight, your brother!"

The boy asked suspiciously, and he put down Gungnir casually, put his right hand on his chest, stretched out his left hand, and walked towards the little girl step by step.

"Stay away from me!!"

Flandorow swung her sword violently, and several fireballs detached from Levatin and blasted towards the enemy. Each firebomb is enough to blow up an island, and the concept of "burn it out" is a headache, the final curse left behind by the burned World Tree.

The boy took the fireballs without dodging, and the scarlet flames disappeared the moment they touched him, as if they had never appeared in the world.

"No, what the hell are you!!"

Flandoro, who didn't dare to use any large-scale magic because she was worried about the members of the Red Devil Pavilion and Remilia around her, shouted in disbelief that even a big youkai of a higher level than her would not be able to survive this blow in the past, let alone disappear in such a strange way.

"I am Wang Hui, from soul to body, like a fake Wang Hui!"

The boy spread his hands innocently, his face full of astonishment and sadness after being attacked by those closest to him. Although she knew that it was just the ploy of the enemy in front of her, Flandorow couldn't help but waver.

The little girl gritted her teeth and repeatedly told herself in her heart that it was not Wang Yu. Knowing that she couldn't get any information from the boy's body, Flandoro didn't hesitate to put her hand on the glasses on her face, and then grabbed it hard.