Night Bird jumped down from her shoulders, her legs were clamped inward, her arms were down, her long hair moved with the wind, her pink crystal lips were slightly open, and her blank pupils were looking ahead.

Zizi!

The thunder in her body jumped violently, even more violently than the lightning stone fire cast by the night bird, and the lightning strike was not small.

"The Art of War, Divine Speed, Lightning and Stone Fire!"

"Tricky Fusion Art of War, Synchronization, White Magic Sword!"

"The Art of War: Seven Killings and Fearlessness!"

"Tricky Fusion Art of War, Greedy Wolf Skillful Speed!"

"The Art of War, Breaking the Army!"

As the voice of mercy continued to sound in the night owl's brain, the night owl was directly surprised, because the tricky art of war of mercy turned out to be a skill!

And what she just performed was crape myrtle bucket number!

The fearlessness of the seven killings, the agility and lightness of the greedy wolf, and the arbitrariness of the ruling of the army!

This is similar to a kind of Buff, and it is estimated that there are still several Buffs, because there are more than three crape myrtle buckets.

"The hosts! Come on! Let me dance! ”

With two white swords in her hands and thunder and lightning jumping on her body, the night bird felt that she was eager to try.

Rumble!

The night bird did not hesitate, and often controlled the mercy movement, her figure shook in place a few times before disappearing, and the whole person was like thunder and lightning as fast as scurrying in the wind area.

This speed is hundreds of times faster than a bullet bursting out of the chamber.

Soon!

In the continuous detour, the night bird saw the target, which was the visual sharing of mercy, so he often waved his fingers, and mercy approached the past, and the white sword in his hand kept slashing out.

Every swing, every attack, fast, decisive and accurate!

The night bird even has a feeling that pity is him, and he is pity.

It's just that Pian is more comfortable controlling his body than he is in controlling his body, because Pien's body bones are all transformed, and the flexibility is better than the bones that move fixedly.

-4000！

-4000！

-4000！

……

The damage hint kept jumping, and the night plover was more and more able to see what those cat-like wind currents were, they weren't real winds, but small insects that borrowed wind to surround their bodies.

"Whoa!"

Perhaps because Rei's attack was too fast and violent, many black shadows appeared, and they surrounded Rey like a swarm, which made the night plover control feel like it couldn't attack.

Pien can feel the limits of the night owl!

So in just an instant, an upper body poured out of her body, it was the upper body of the Blue Devil Jade Girl, and she appeared from the back of the pity like that, and the white swords in her arms also waved.

Followed by!

A lot of blue devil girls poured out of the body, and they scattered in all directions, like a free-play dancing girl, dancing a dance that was pleasing to the eye.

Sword Dance, to be exact!

They are elegant and sharp!

Beautiful and fierce, like a deadly thorny rose.

Especially the movements of Pity, the operation of the night bird, coupled with the changes in her own movements according to her consciousness, there is really a beautiful scene of a fairy dancing.

Palpitating!

Night Bird can know that she is very happy and satisfied!

She was telling the night bird that she had been and the past, and even let the night bird see some pictures, which were the pictures in her mind.

Light clouds and light smoke, streams leap long and light, white orchids blow and move, and hundreds of petals follow.

She is a light veil for the rakshasas!

She is a Rakshasa Shawl!

She smiles for Rakshasa!

She is charming for Rakshasa!

She danced for the Rakshasa and danced the Nine Heavens Dance.

Every move, every charm, every glance!

Screen jump!

She transformed her body for Rakshasa and turned herself into a puppet.

She rushed down the twelve heavens for the sake of the rakshasas, even if she was covered in bruises.

In order to keep the Rakshasa from dying that was pierced through her chest and shattering her heart, she hugged and smiled, and without fear dug out her heart and gave it to the Rakshasa.

Since then, she has become a real puppet.

Although there is a mind and an active body, there is no way to speak, there is no way to make too many movements, and the eyes have changed from clear and clean to dull.

But!

Her heart is in the Rakshasa and she can communicate with him!

Even if Rakshasa doesn't love her, she has no complaints!

"Tick!"

At that moment, there were tears in the corners of the night owl's eyes unconsciously, what he saw was a selfless unrequited love, and there was no return to love.

I don't know all of them though!

But Nightbird knows how much she has gone through to degenerate from a god who voluntarily became a rakshasa and becomes the puppet she is today.

He covered his heart!

He may really believe that he is a rakshasa, because the beating of this heart, being able to feel her, and finding her, is the desire of her heart.

His beating heart is pitiful.

Because his true heart was shattered by the so-called emperor 10,000 years ago.

"Pity ......"

Because of these pictures, the night bird also remembered some bits and pieces, although blurry, but indeed as he had experienced.

"I... I won't regret it, even if my current body is like this, I won't regret it, even if you don't love me! ”

The voice and image of pity echoed in the night owl's mind.

This is when she gouges out her heart, and when she is close to death, she smiles and gouges out her heart, giving the Rakshasa a picture.

"It turns out that I don't have heartache because ...... This heart is not mine? ”

The night bird muttered to himself, he had felt that his emotions and emotions were very problematic since he was a child, which was similar to a feeling, and it seemed to be an emotion.

He can't even say it himself!

For example, he likes Yun Qinglan, but his heart doesn't feel it.

For example, when he saw the death of his stepfather, he was obviously sad and crying, but his heart did not hurt.

All!

It's all because this heart is not his!

……

Meanwhile!

In the distant City of Holy Light, Ling Mengxue and Yun Qinglan are killing the boss.

Suddenly!

Reimu Snow stops moving!

She lowered her head and smiled at the corners of her mouth, an uncomfortable, yet seductive smile that made people want to possess her.

"Brother...... Yes...... I'm so excited......"

Suddenly, Ling Mengxue raised her head, she held her face with her blood-donating hands, her smile became more and more weird, and her eyes under her eyelashes were half-squinted with a smile.

A sick look!

"Meng'er, what's wrong with you?"

Yun Qinglan discovered Lingmengxue's abnormality, hurriedly distanced himself from the boss, and asked Lingmengxue with doubts.

"Nothing! Sister Yun, I just thought of it, happy thing. ”

Ling Mengxue's face was already covered with blood because of her palms, and she even stretched out her tongue and licked her hands, revealing an expression that made Yun Qinglan feel tempted.

Even!

Yun Qinglan had an impulse, the urge to push Lingmengxue.

To know!

She is also a girl, and she will be tempted by the Lingmengxue of the same girl.

That's weird, right??

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(To be continued...... ）