There is a woman.

A woman who has the strengths of both Eastern and Western women.

The fair-skinned of Western women, the delicacy of Oriental women, the abundance of Western women, the slenderness of Eastern women, the wildness of Western women, and the delicacy of Oriental women can be found in women.

With a sweet voice alone, it can make a man's heart move.

Just a little melancholy on the surface can make the men fall in love with it.

There is no doubt that this is a very attractive woman.

There is a man.

A man who also has the advantages of both Eastern and Western men.

The slenderness of Western men, the svenness of Eastern men, the upright of Western men, the handsomeness of Eastern men, the uninhibited nature of Western men, and the chic style of Eastern men are also reflected in men.

A casual look back easily touched the girl's heart.

The decadence exuded between gestures can also make mature women feel excited.

Needless to say, this is a very attractive man.

What would such a pair of men and women, coupled with a dimly lit room, with the woman without clothes and the man with yellow hair, make people think of it?

Normal adults will associate some things that are not suitable for children.

Yes, there are certain things that are inappropriate between men and women, but this inappropriate child is not that inappropriate. What happens in the secluded villa has nothing to do with eroticism, but is biased towards gore and curiosity, which is another form of forbidden viewing for minors.

The woman's body was sliced open, and blood gushed to the floor, outlining an ancient magic circle.

The man stood on the edge of the magic array, watching intently what was happening in front of him, his handsome face full of excitement and anticipation, and his mouth muttering words of unknown meaning from time to time.

Because the voice was too quiet, the woman fell into a weakened state of excessive blood loss, so she could not hear what the man was saying clearly, and could only vaguely hear a few words.

"It's coming. ”

"Holy Grail War. ”

"Ripper. ”

“assassin。 ”

"Victory, Thousand Worlds Tree, long-cherished wish. ”

As consciousness gradually dissipated and her sanity began to drift, the woman heard the man's last words.

"Feel honored, Sixth Dao Lingxia, you will be me, the sacrifice of my Thousand Worlds Tree Clan to the pinnacle, the moment you die, is the time of my servant. ”

"Close, close, close, close, close. ”

"But the overflow moment must be broken. ”

—declared. ”

"Thou art under me, and trust my fate to thy sword. ”

"Follow the call of the Holy Grail, and if it is according to this will and the principles of heaven, you will answer immediately. ”

The woman known as the Sixth Guide Lingxia saw the light, which had nothing to do with technology and was full of mysterious light.

Along with the light is a warm current that rises from the ground. The warm current passed through her delicate skin, warming her body, which was getting colder and colder as the blood drained.

Is this what death feels like? It doesn't seem that scary.

However, don't want to die.

Although I don't have much nostalgia for this world, I don't like to be raised by others.

But she still didn't want to die, she wanted to live.

Even if he knows that he has lost the ability to resist, he can only wait for death silently.

However, she still did not give up her desire for life.

Don't want to die, don't want to die, don't want to die!

Whoever will save me, who will come, who will save me!

I want to live!

I want to live!

There is less and less blood in the body, and more and more warm currents come from the floor, and by the time they reach the back, they have lost their warmth and turned into scorching heat.

Sixth Dao Lingxia knew that the footsteps of death were getting closer and closer.

As she was dying, in the man's voice as if chanting, she heard a hazy voice.

"Do you want to live?"

Lingxia, who was already unconscious, and only had the obsession of survival left, moved her lips and struggled to spit out: "I, I want to live." ”

"No matter what it takes?"

"No matter what the cost!" the woman could no longer make any sound, but her will was unprecedentedly strong, "Help me." ”

"Very well, then the rest of your life is mine!"

The hazy voice suddenly became clear, and even the man in the chant was stunned for a moment because of the appearance of this voice.

A dazzling glow erupted from the magic array.

The wind and lightning made everyone in the room squint involuntarily.

In the wind pressure, in the depths of the dazzling surging sea of light, a gray figure emerged.

"Servant assassin, the assassin from the other side, answer me, your special mother is Lao Tzu's - oh, don't answer me, your special mother is not Lao Tzu's master at all!"

After the thunder and the wind, the silver light of the crescent moon flashed, and the man was engraved with a dark red pattern, and the left arm stretched out in front of the magic circle was divided in two with the elbow as the dividing line.

At the same time, a soft white light fell from the sky, engulfing the six guides Lingxia in the pool of blood.

It was only at this time that the blonde man realized what was happening and let out a scream.

Impossible, I, I was attacked by my own servants?

"Why, why attack me, I am the master, you will disappear when I die!"

The man clutched his severed arm, half frightened, half puzzled as he looked at the cloaked assassin who appeared in the magic circle.

In his left hand, he held a blood-stained scythe that had sliced off the man's left hand.

Holding a peculiarly shaped cane in her right hand, a mystery that obviously did not belong to the modern era was flowing out of the cane and flowing into the body of the Sixth Guide Lingxia, injecting new vitality into her life like a candle in the wind.

After confirming that the sixth guide Lingxia's condition had improved, the assassin turned around and looked at the blonde man.

Although his face was obscured by the cloak, the man still felt the mockery in the assassin's gaze.

"Are you having a broken hand, and you're not blind, can't you see that I'm not your servant, but just intervened in your summoning in a special way?

Men are neither blind nor have insufficient IQ balances. I can't see it, because he hasn't summoned the servant to become the official master. I can't understand it because I've never heard of a servant summoning being intervened.

Through the confusion on the man's face, the Assassin read the fact that he could not understand the current situation, and the Assassin did not mean to explain, and the long-handled scythe was raised again, accompanied by a sentence.

"Go to hell and ask the Grim Reaper - by the way, this is Japan, it should be Huangquan Province and Izanami. ”

The scythe swung off before the man could react, plucking off the man's head and taking away his last consciousness - "What the hell is going on?"

Blood spurts upwards and drips downwards under pressure.

Those who kill will always be killed, and those who sacrifice people will eventually become the sacrifices of others.

"Farewell, the last master of the Thousand Worlds Tree Clan, Sagara Leopard Horse. With or without my involvement, you can't escape the fate of death. ”