readx;? The black sea waves ebb and flow, and it seems that they never know what exhaustion is. The sound of the sea washing the beach www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion is sometimes soft, sometimes heavy. On the island, surrounded by black waves, there is an ordinary wooden house.

The soft candlelight shines through the wooden windows, giving a warm glow to the outside, and the rich aroma wafting through the cracks in the doors is intoxicating.

Saivia, the island of Mojun's heart.

Asachel changed into a sophisticated black suit at this time, although the tight body could highlight the demon's strong figure, but Asachel was half leaning on the wooden chair at this time, holding a book in one hand, hot cocoa in the other, with a pair of decorative square-rimmed glasses, but also a bit of bookish atmosphere.

The sound of the pages turning and the squeaking of the wooden chair as the body shakes are like a lullaby that tempts you to fall asleep.

"Oh?"

As if reading some interesting story, Asacher burst out into a surprised laugh, "Did this kid stumble by mistake, or did Shadow Yin mean it?" Anyway, it has nothing to do with me - but I thought that the ladder and the hanging tower were already the supreme work of Shadow Yin, but I didn't expect to see only the surface. Able to hide all the demons who are proficient in spatial abilities from the past, this Shadow Yin is really a generation of master craftsmen. ”

What?"

Mo Jun half-opened his mouth, the hand holding the staff slowly lowered, his eyes revealing deep surprise and suspicion, as if he was extremely shocked by what he saw but blessed with doubt.

In the second inheritance test, in the space above the clouds, in addition to the huge cube hanging above his head and slowly rotating overhead, there was actually something similar to a "gap" in front of Mo Jun. The gap is slightly filled with unstable light lines, like the surface of the water, reflecting the scenery of another heaven and earth: pavilions, ponds, courtyards, lush forests"

"It was a privilege to be able to help the hosts. The head was stroked by Mo Jun's big hand, the little maid's eyes narrowed slightly, and then said playfully: "That's what I said, but this is my own volition, the master's current state is not convenient to take care of Sister Sakura, how can the maid as the master let you worry about such a trivial matter." ”

“”

whispering the name of his lover, as if there was a nameless courage in his heart constantly emerging, and the snow-white shadow in his memory was injected into Mo Jun's heart like a heart booster.

"Yes, if you can't even protect the fate of this life, what qualifications do you have to pursue the marriage of the previous life. ”

The spiraling staircase hangs down from the black dome, and the unobstructed exit seems to welcome Mojun's arrival.

"What we do, we don't have to kill twice. ”