"You are such a pervert that you would be morally condemned to talk about such a lewd thing in front of a noble lady." Ilia collapsed weakly on the soft big bed, but she still didn't forget to taunt Li Wenwen in her mouth.

"Oh, but it's just to let someone who has the conditions show you what you don't have." Li Wenwen leaned against the cabinet next to him and replied casually.

"Hmph, I'm embarrassed to say it, it's really rude."

"What's so nasty about this, it doesn't even involve a little bit of 'sex'."

"Perverted, nasty, pervert."

"What else?" Li Wenwen didn't care.

"You sleep on the couch tonight!"

"I guess you're not going to put me in bed?"

"Cut."

"What a heartless person."

Where is this?

Ilia stared blankly at the architecture and furniture she had never seen before, and the fear of being in an unfamiliar position welled up in her heart.

Then, Ilia screamed in fright at the scene in front of her.

A strangely dressed woman rode on top of an equally strangely dressed man, with a strange laugh coming out of her mouth, a series of staccato questions and loving words, and the woman's dress had already been stained with blood by the sharp kitchen knife she was holding and swinging it up and down.

And the man's dead face was just facing Ilia, and even because he had just died, the fear on his face was still vivid.

Blood, corpses, and strange women frantically stimulated Ilia's fragile nerves and endurance bottom line, and Ilia forgot everything: magic, servants, and magic dresses.

She's just instinctively crying and screaming right now.

However, the woman seemed to be deaf, and despite Ilia's constant screaming, the woman only repeated the movements of her hands, completely ignoring Ilia - no, it should be said as if Ilia did not exist.

Maybe it was because she was tired of screaming, maybe it was because of it, Ilia gradually stopped screaming meaninglessly, but the fear did not diminish.

Coincidentally, as soon as Ilia stopped screaming, the woman stopped what she was doing and turned her head to look in Ilia's direction.

"Good ...... Hee-hee...... What are you looking at? The woman's words were still distorted, "Haha, do you want to ...... Do you want...... Twitter...... And Mom and Dad always, forever. ”

As she spoke, the woman slowly stood up, her right hand tightly gripping the blood-dripping kitchen knife, a meaningless, twisted laugh from her mouth, and a strange step slowly walked towards Ilia.

Ilia knew that she should get up and run away at this time, but her body froze completely, and her whole body was held down by the strange atmosphere in this room.

Ilia watched the woman walk over in a daze, and could even clearly see a drop of blood slowly flowing from the sharp tip of the knife.

However, the woman walked past Ilia.

Before Elia's head could react, she heard a clear sound of a sharp object piercing through her body, as well as the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"No, I don't want to." A familiar and immature voice rang out from behind Ilia.

The calm voice is as if it is saying what day it is.

The scene switches instantly, and it is a strange room again—still unfamiliar architectural styles and utensils, and full of monotonous white.

"Clerk," said an old man lying on the bed in a weak voice, "do you blame me for not wearing it to you?" ”

"No, the disciple has never resented it." The voice was still familiar, but more mature than before.

And yet it was exactly the same calm.

"I knew it." The old man seemed to have expected it, "Your ...... Heart...... Nothing. ”

The voice slowed for a long time.

"Nothing is in your heart, nothing can stay in your heart...... You're a complete hollow, no, you're a monster? It may be a bit heavy to say that, but ...... I'm sure you're not a normal, no, complete person. ”

"Really? Perhaps. His voice was still calm, as if he was not talking about himself, "Also, master, your mastery has already been passed on by your grandson." ”

"Really? I guessed it too. ”

Then the scene in front of Iliya's eyes kept changing: there was a clip of Li Wenwen calmly looking at the corpse of the person he had killed with his own hands on the ground, and then calmly processing it; There is a clip of Li Wenwen trying to play a sad expression and praying for a little girl who is familiar with the dead; There is a scene of murder that Li Wenshu understated......

"Ha-ha-ha-is a dream?" Ilia struggled to sit up, constantly letting out rapid gasps.

"Hey, little ghost, what's wrong?" Li Wenwen, who was supposed to be sleeping on the sofa, asked as he lay on Iliya's side.

Ilia looked at this eternally decadent and tired servant by the moonlight, and it was difficult to connect him with the man named Li Wenwen who always had a calm face in his dream.

"Have a nightmare? Gremlin. ”

"What the hell are you?"

"Oops? What a difficult question to answer," Li Wenwen still had that decadent smile on his face, "but why do you suddenly want to ask such a question?" ”

The smile was still decadent and tired.

"I guess...... Well, I'm a servant, you're the master, and you just had a dream. Oh, did you dream of my life? Gremlin. ”

PS: Almost all of them are to be in the text?!

There is only one book friend who wants FZ Fanwai, and another one who wants FE series? I haven't really played it...... Let's wait for the animation on January 27th.

As for FZ Fanwai, it will be released during the winter vacation...... Kind reminder, with my twisted heart, don't think I'll write anything warm.

Thank you for the 100 points of reward from the book friend Niki Dafa