A certain family was forced out of three watches under the torture of four bear children, and a certain family is still four collections away from being able to achieve the achievement, please see the official to appreciate it.

Here is still to thank [Bai Mu Shixi] for his great reward.

I would also like to thank my book friends [Nidhogg Final] and [Yan Ye Xuan] for their support.

Above!!

"Found C.C."

"I know, brother."

"But she seems to want to betray us."

"Is it because of Lelouch?"

"No, it's because of a member of the Chinese Federation."

Commonwealth of China?

Thinking of this kingdom that had not yet been conquered, the emperor of Britalia rose from his seat. The old and tall body is like an elderly lion, and there is plenty of killing intent between Gu Pan.

"No one can stop our plans." The Emperor of Britalia's voice was deep and murderous, "I will command Cornelia's"

"What is she ordered to do?"

"Kill all those who stand in the way of my plans!"

"Don't forget our pact, Charulul. As long as anyone stands in our way, we will kill him. In this world full of lies, there is no longer any reason to exist. ”

"I will, brother." The Emperor of Britalia stood up and stared at his childish-looking brother in front of him, "If Cornelia can't do it, I'll do it myself." ”

"That's fine, Charulu." V.V., who was only a six-year-old child, stood up and had a scheming smile on his face, "But Yuphimia seems to have a good sense of people from the Chinese Federation." ”

"Then they will betray me, and they will die."

"I'll take your words to heart, goodbye in District Eleven, Charluru."

"Goodbye, V.V." Charulu's eyes narrowed slightly, and an endless cold light came through his eyes, watching his short and immature brother walk out of the palace.

"The people of the Federation of China, it's the man named Mo Ao." Charluru muttered to himself. It was just that another voice suddenly came from his heart, a woman's voice.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Charulu. I can feel it in the conversations between C.C and me these days. She may fall in love with Mo Ao and give up being killed by us. ”

"What about Lulouch and Nanali. As a mother, you don't care about them, don't you? As she spoke, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her pale hair trembled.

"I am your sword first, then your wife. And finally their mothers. ”

"You have never changed, my princess Marianna."

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"The Battle of Mt. Narita? Cornelia, I didn't expect you to be ready so quickly for our second meeting. Mo Ao lay on the sofa in the living room, looking at the sky.

Still with long pale green hair, still delicate facial features like a puppet, and a pair of eyes that are still amber like water, C.C leaned against the door quietly, quietly looking at Mo Ao standing outside the door.

"Guilty of me tonight, are you going to sleep alone in the living room?" C.C asked with a smile.

Mo Ao didn't answer, he knew what C.C meant. In the sudden event of the school festival,Because of Mao's sudden insertion,,C.C followed him all day.,And it's to save other women.。

No matter what kind of person you are, you're going to be angry, right?

"You and Lelouch are like this, they do what they decide, and they don't care about other people's feelings at all."

"Huh! Can I understand that in your heart my status is already equal to Lelouch? Mo Ao laughed.

"Che, who do you think I am? I'm an immortal witch. C.C sighed and closed his eyes, sealing his sad eyes in the darkness.

"Witch?" Mo Ao couldn't help laughing when he heard C.C's words, "It's a pity, I still want to be humane and struggle for a while!" ”

"Huh?"

C.C's answer was concise and clear.

Mo Ao's answer was in the same style.

"Maybe one day, I'll become a more demonic source of chaos than you!"

After speaking, Mo Ao directly closed his eyes and stopped talking.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, Mo Ao had already sunk directly into sleep.

But Mo Ao felt that there was something strange about the dream this time.

Mo Ao actually lied, and the duel with Mao was not completely without effect on Mo Ao.

His kind of behavior, cold-blooded and ruthless behavior, wanton behavior, can he really be called a human being?

Because Mao offended him, he wanted Mao to die without a place to bury, so he ordered Deadpool to come and use Mao's Geass to erase his spirit.

Can such a practice really be called human?

Mo Ao has once again arrived, the world he doesn't want to face.

A burning world, the flames were black, enveloping his body, and he sat down to shine, blocking out all the flames, a white shadow like the mythical Morgan dividing the flames in front of Mo Ao on both sides, and the passage on the ground seemed to be a long bridge made of obsidian.

A white shadow came to Mo Ao's eyes from the other side of the flames, but he still couldn't see the shadow clearly.

I vaguely heard that the carols in an unknown language were being sung around me, and the white shadow opened its mouth, but it was silent, and it seemed that it couldn't make a sound!

But Mo Ao felt that it wasn't that he couldn't make a sound, it was just that he couldn't hear it. The white shadow must have said something, and it was something very important, but he couldn't hear it. A heartfelt anxiety and fear rose leisurely, and tears began to fill Mo Ao's cheeks.

Blood's Mourning!

C.C., who hadn't fallen asleep yet, frowned

She saw Mo Ao beside her and couldn't help but tremble, as if she was facing something extremely frightened. Large strands of cold sweat ran down Mo Ao's body, soaking almost the entire sheet. Two lines of tears slid down Mo Ao's cheeks onto the pillow.

"Woe to you," C.C laughed self-deprecatingly, put his index finger to his lips and thought for a moment, then turned around.

She took a blue hat from under the bed and grabbed it in her hand. Another pink hat was quietly worn by C.C on his head.

In the darkness, C.C didn't make a sound, and he had already fastened his blue hat to Mo Ao's head.

"A scourge more demonic than me?"

C.C looked at Mo Ao, who was slowly breathing in the dark, smiled slightly, and lowered his head.

The bright red lips lightly imprinted on Mo Ao's cheeks.

Delusional, Mo Ao's originally tightly knit brows suddenly stretched.

"Then I will come to trouble the world, and you will come to trouble the world!" C.C lay on his side with one hand on his cheek, looking at Mo Ao's silhouette and laughing.

"In that case," C.C looked at Mo Ao's face with a self-deprecating expression, silently swallowing the next words to heart.

"It's wonderful! Isn't it? ”