"Hey, don't look at the age gap between the two of us, are you embarrassed to compete with me?"

Although I know in my heart that strength and weakness only exist objectively, and others will not care how old you are, but naturally you can't show weakness in your mouth. Wang Yu sneered with feigned disdain and turned his head away from Remilia.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tease you, get out of the way, I don't know the people's livelihood and suffering. ”

Wang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on a huge gravel, stood up and glanced at Remilia, who had to find an expensive chair to sit in even in the ruins, with a hint of deliberate contempt in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?"

Remilia stared at Wang Yu suspiciously, not knowing what this guy was going to do.

"Of course it's the Red Devil Pavilion, can you still live like this?"

Wang Yu stomped the rubble under her feet angrily, but Bo Li Lingmeng was ruthless, and it was not her industry anyway. This made Wang Hao, who was distressed about money, itch his hateful teeth.

"Is your magic enough?"

"I'm just suffering from the destruction of the inherent barrier, and I still have a lot of magic left. Don't underestimate people, you. ”

Wang Yu shrugged his shoulders, and stopped talking nonsense with Remilia, who flew up from the chair suspiciously, closed his eyes and carefully recalled the internal structure of the Red Devil Pavilion, and then clasped his hands together and slapped them on the ground.

"Refined!"

The dazzling scarlet light suddenly burst out, and in this light, the half-collapsed Western-style pavilion miraculously rose from the ground and turned into a new fortress.

Only a small half of the damage is still within Wang Yu's ability, and if it is too much, the young man may have to ask Flandrew for magical support.

"Alright, you should be tired after the battle with the Hakurei shrine maiden, right? ”

The tired Wang Yu bowed and left Remilia's room, not giving the Crimson Demon a chance to react. Although she seemed to have a lot of respect for the lord, she was not actually taken seriously at all.

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The girl in a pure white dress walked barefoot in the darkness, her white soles touching the marble floor without making a sound, as if she were just a phantom of nothingness.

Unlike the expressionless face of the past, the girl's face was full of the same soft smile as someone. The girl turned in a slight circle around the corner, and a white flower bloomed in the air from the hem of her skirt.

The fairy maids here have disappeared for some reason, and on the dark corridor of dead silence, white maidens are dancing, like a butterfly flying towards a flower.

And she was humming a tune, accompaniment to her dance, and seemed to be in a good mood. The smile is as elegant and pure as a lotus, although it is not stunning, but this flawless white still makes the girl look beautiful.

The girl's cappella continued to echo in the corridor, and the faint voice seemed to become louder. Echoing again and again, the accompaniment became a symphony of thousands of chants, and although the tone was eerie, it still had an indescribable beauty, as charming as a blood-colored rose blooming in a corpse.

"いつも笑って仆を嬲る君~ (You who always laugh and fool me)"

"ああ~ああ~何て楽しそう~(Ahhhhh

The girl swirled and approached the end of the hallway, where there was nothing but a dark stone wall.

"Tonight~Tonight~内聮仕返し~!(Tonight and tonight are going to quietly take revenge)"

The girl's face was reflected on the glittering wall, and she carefully cut her palms with her fingernails, and the blood that sparkled like gems slowly poured out of it, smearing different colors on the pure white.

The girl smiled softly and gently pressed her palm against the cold black stone, as if caressing her lover.

Sensing the only three magic symbols in the circle, the magic of "allowing passage" slowly opened, and a disgusting smell of blood hit the dark room, like a beast with teeth and claws.

It's just that the girl didn't show the slightest uncomfortable expression, but her smile became more simple and bright, as if these bloody flowers representing death were the faint fragrance of flowers in the mountains and forests.

She stepped softly and silently into the stone chamber, the door of magic closing behind her, shutting the girl up in a hell where there was nothing but blood, and cutting off the ominous song from the outside world.

Only that lingering lingering echoed in the empty corridor of dead silence, like the whisper of a ghost.

"Servant-の-番!! (It's my turn)"

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"Well, speaking of which, I haven't seen Wang Ming's guy all this time, and I don't know where to hide. ”

The boy who returned to the basement didn't find half of his body, but he didn't think much of it.

"Forget it, she will never treat herself badly anyway, she can play wherever she loves. ”

Wang Yu shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about Wang Ming's whereabouts anymore. After all, he was tired and wanted to get a good night's sleep.

"Strange, I don't know why I'm so sleepy all of a sudden"

Suddenly feeling a burst of inexplicable fatigue, the boy used all his willpower to crawl to the edge of the princess's bed, and finally could no longer resist the heavy tiredness, and fell into a deep sleep against the edge of the bed.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep in peace. When you wake up, you'll get what you want most. ”

The pure white girl slowly revealed her figure in the void, leaned down with a playful smile on her face, and gently shook her fingers in front of Wang Yu, looking proud.

And in the hand behind her, a fist-sized object was dripping with some kind of liquid, silently encroaching on the heavy carpet, making the scarlet on the carpet even thicker.

"I'm you, I'm not good to you, who else will be good to you?"

Like a mother, guarding the sleeping boy, the girl patted the top of his head dotingly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"So don't blame me, oh, my half. ”

The girl's smile became sweeter, and her right hand turned into countless twisted tentacles of jet-black flesh, tightly wrapping the thing, and constantly squirming with the pitch-black light flowing from the tentacles. The wriggling is regular and rhythmic, like yes

Heartbeat.