His gaze grew gloomy, his chest rising and falling as he inhaled as he looked at everyone present with a vicious hatred.

The youngest king stood up suddenly, and everyone looked over, his gaze seeming: "There is something lonely, the matter will be discussed another day." ”

The crowd feared him more than they respected, and hurriedly saluted and retired.

Everyone adhered to the principle of not provoking him if they could, and retreated sharply.

A dark bow conjured up in the king's hand, and he hurried out as if he were going to catch a disobedient prey.

The stereotypical servant looked at his back and understood that the bow didn't really shoot arrows.

He just wanted to scare the disobedient girl.

Sure enough, she was not mistaken that woman was in the man's heart.

The stereotypical servant cautiously exited the eerie castle.

Soldiers hid in the crowd, kings in clean suits, and people in the streets were mostly wearing masks.

People come and go, laughter everywhere, and it's not easy to track down a young girl.

Samuel's tone was calm, and the red eyes looked angry: "Lone knows that she will definitely run, and Lone should break her legs and imprison her." ”

All the soldiers watched as their King Majesty rudely snapped the shoulders of a woman in red, ripped off her mask, and when he saw that it was not the person he was looking for, he threw the person away.

No pity at all.

Seeing the beautiful appearance of the girl being pushed to the ground, I was very distressed.

He was like a betrayed, extremely sad and angry person, and his red eyes seemed to be even redder, angry.

"She broke her promise, and when Lone finds her, Lone will break her leg! Look how she runs! ”

She clearly promised to be his slave, his lover, in this castle, always with him!

She lied to him again!

It's great, it's great!

The soldiers on the side did not dare to speak, perhaps it was an illusion, they actually heard a little grievance and confusion from the anger of His Majesty the King.

The goddess Christine Lansang was originally the most capable goddess of the human race, and if she really ran away, few people in the world could find her.

Samuel walked forward, and the evil aura on his body made people retreat again and again.

He paused suddenly.

The mark on his body is faint.

Samuel's gaze fell under the bridge not far away, and a thick layer of fog spread out of his red eyes in an instant.

The thick eyelashes were pulled down, covering the thick anger and treachery that burned out of the eyes.

It was as if he saw the woman.

She should have been wearing a red dress today, and even if that woman was just a back, it was bright and eye-catching in the bustling crowd.

At that time, he stood on the bridge and watched the couples under the bridge become pairs.

One by one with masks.

It's really envious of others.

But why is he so unhappy to look at!

He looked at the pair of young men and women with gloomy eyes, and a sneer suddenly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The soldiers felt cold and had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Sure enough, His Majesty's arrows had already caught the bow, and he aimed it at the crowd and shot it at a man under the bridge.

That's His Majesty's people.

But this man actually laughed in a low voice, as if to say: Who cares about the life or death of these people?

He finally took out a black and white fanged mask, put it on for himself, then mounted an arrow and began to prepare to kill.

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, their majesty the king was really too cold and cruel.

The people at his feet were like toys in his eyes, just to make him happy.

Or maybe to bring the goddess back.

was originally red eyes, but now his eyes were full of blood, and there were even sporadic smiles.

Since the goddesses love all sentient beings, then you will come back, right?