Chapter 82: The Storyteller Has No Heart (4)

"Momo!" Mo Mo stepped forward happily and wanted to hold her hand.

But before she could reach her, she ducked to the side.

Looking at the empty hands that stayed in mid-air and the frightened Momo, Momo suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

What's going on? How could Momo be so unfamiliar with her, and even afraid of her like Ah Piao.

"Momo? You ......"

"I am an angel and you are a demon. We are opposites. The foam in your mouth is not the same foam you used to be. Momo's expression was still so soft, but the alienation and indifference in her eyes were obvious.

"See! The other world is divided, and the battle between angels and demons begins. You don't belong to the light, leave immediately, or don't blame me for being unkind. Her words were calm, but they were rare in majesty.

Hearing this, Mo Mo's body was shocked, and she ran over excitedly and forcibly took her hand.

"What are you talking about! What angels and demons! We have known each other for hundreds of years! How can there be a struggle! "You're my foam! Momo's eyes gradually turned red.

But Momo frowned a little annoyed, shook off her hand, and pierced her heart with indifference word by word.

"My foam is in the sun. Your ink is dust in the darkness. ”

Mo Mo's hand hung down weakly, and he took a few steps back in embarrassment, but the familiar face looked extremely unfamiliar.

Her heart became a mess of porridge, why did it suddenly become like this? Cave! Cave! Black Mist! Definitely!

Momo turned his head and ran quickly towards the cave. She had to figure out why Momo was the way she was.

The person behind him, his smile stopped suddenly, looking at her back indifferently, and there was an indescribable coldness in his eyes.

……

What the hell is hurting Momo! Come out for me! Come out for me! When Mo Mo came to the cave, he seemed to have lost his mind, and a black aura appeared on his body, and the aura was stirring and churning in the cave wantonly.

The cave has no vision under the aura of riot, and it is not even sitting still, and it does no harm to it.

"Momo." Momo's voice suddenly appeared.

Well! Hearing someone's call, Momo instantly calmed down.

Turning her head, she saw that Momo was still smiling, pursing her lips, her eyes were full of distress, and she no longer had the same alienation as she had just now.

It was as if what had just happened was just a dream, a nightmare.

Mo Mo thought so, her eyes were red, and she stepped forward to hug her.

How could her Momo say those things to her! See! It's just a dream......

"Puff"

His heart suddenly ached, and Momo's eyes contracted violently. His body trembled.

She gently let go of Momo, staring incredulously at the cold face.

At this moment her hand passed through her heart......

"Mo...... Why..."

Momo calmly withdrew her hand, there was no blood on her hand, and an oval spar with a yellowish transparent glow appeared in her palm.

"You have to be your demon and live in the dark!"

A trace of red blood flowed from the corner of Momo's mouth, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier...

"Little Ink Demon, 555 ~ It's too pitiful......" Xiao Feng pulled the veil, as if he was watching a bitter drama.

Mu Lingjiu asked, "She hurt you so much, but you want to save her?" ”

The little ink demon pulled out a touch of pain.

"I've lost all my truth, and Momo is the only living thing in my heart. I don't want her to sink. ”

"Sinking? People are angels."

"It's just living in darkness under the guise of holiness"

“???”

"She's not Momo, but she's Momo."

……

When Momo woke up, it was dark.

She curled up her body, her heart was like a knife, her body trembled uncontrollably, tears flowed quietly like a flood, and the bright tears were very conspicuous in the dark night.

At first, it was a quiet sobbing, but slowly it cried, and then it was a howling cry.

Why did the intimacy of the bone and blood implanted at the beginning become the indifference that is now inserted into the heart?