Hyperion Star, Intramural Ekhtaton.

The golden-red sky was already faintly dark.

Inside the room, the dim light bulb flickered, sweeping a floating halo that illuminated the hazy dust in the space. After a long silence, the red-haired youth finally spoke:

"That tyrant is going to hold a cabaret in this sin city, and every money they spend is stained with the blood and tears of the Norma...... I'm going to make him pay. ”

The red-haired girl with two ponytails looked at him without saying a word, and the red-haired young man smiled softly:

"Sister, don't you want to ask me what I'm going to do?"

"I'm just worried about you. She shook her head and whispered:

"Why do you have to come here with me, that tyrant is not what it used to be, and our chances of success are very low. If you miss...... I can't take care of you. ”

The red-haired young man was silent for a moment, and then looked away at the scenery outside the window—the golden sky reflected a thin layer of brilliance on his face, and his blue pupils seemed to reflect a sharp light.

"I want to be with you, I'm not afraid of death. ”

He looked back and smiled bitterly.

"Norma's flame hasn't been extinguished yet, and it needs people like you. You have to leave, just leave it to me...... I will take his head to you. The redhead looked at him, her bright eyes sparkling like jewels.

"Don't lie to me, that guy is already an immortal-level existence, and no toxin can have an effect on him. Even you can't behead him, all we can do is take advantage of his 'bad luck'. ”

The red-haired young man obviously knew that his sister was lying, pursed his lips, and said calmly:

"Immortal beings are second only to the apostles, but their mortality rate is extremely high, and there is a hypothesis that this situation is 'cosmic rejection'. Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is a fact that immortal-level existences are always riddled with bad luck...... In order to maximize their lifespan, these guys usually live in seclusion and do not actively participate in any external struggles. The facts proved that they were right, the three immortals who lived in seclusion had indeed lived for a long time, much longer than those immortals who were in the field of view of the active people. ”

"So ......?" the redhead motioned for him to continue.

"So, the only way we want to kill him is to keep him active. It would be better if he could be encouraged to start a war...... At the end of the day, we can't contend head-on with him on the road to destruction...... Kill yourself!"

In the last sentence, he was almost in a suppressed roar, and a chill was bubbling in his gurgling teeth.

"The premise of this is to win his trust, how can we make that tyrant believe us?" the redhead looked at her brother, suddenly distraught, and subconsciously clenched the folds of her long skirt.

"That's where you step in. ”

The red-haired youth avoided her gaze and said in a low voice:

"Tyrants are usually...... I studied the tyrant, who had four mistresses in addition to his wife. In addition to being tall and outstanding, those mistresses had another common characteristic, they were all women of strong character! That is, the tyrant liked women who were physically and mentally strong...... And zeal to conquer them. ”

At this point, he lowered his head, took a deep breath, and then said in an accentuated tone:

"Sister, you are the most charming poison to that tyrant...... Your beauty is on par with that of his queen, and if you come forward, you will be able to tempt him. ”

"Did you choose to sacrifice me for him?" the redhead muttered.

"Sister, the hatred of destroying the country cannot be avenged!" said the young man, gritting his back molars.

"You're right, that's the only way to get the most success at the moment. ”

Tears fell from the redhead's face, and she pursed her lips, which were slightly moisturized. Her cold face was stained with tears, and she looked like a rose soaked in dew, and she looked more dignified and beautiful than usual.

"Sister......

"What should I do?" she smiled and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"I've got a prom dress for you next door, and we've got our guys in the cabaret party...... We have a way to get you on stage. The red-haired young man's expression calmed down and said calmly.

"I'll try. ”

The redhead stood up, joined him, and walked through the door behind the boy.

One-one-one-one-one-one

Time is like sand in an hourglass, passing little by little, and the sound of the boy's breathing echoes quietly in the space.

The closed door opened in the dim light.

A woman's slender figure slowly stepped out of it.

The redhead looked tenderly at her brother, dressed in a long snow-white gauze dress with a lace collar that was tightened from the bottom up, so that most of the full-bodied twin peaks that had been held up were exposed, revealing a large expanse of beautiful, healthy snow-white complexion. The waist is extremely thin, wrapped with a wide soap belt, which shows the slender figure.

With a butterfly-like white mask on his face, a pair of green starry eyes flashed with a calm light. The red double ponytail is combed into a spiral and falls from the shoulder, and is wrapped in a golden ribbon, looking beautiful like a dream elf.

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Yes, there's a chance tonight. ”

The red-haired young man nodded, turned his head to catch the traces, avoided his gaze and said:

"At the time of the show, you will perform on stage as a dancing girl...... The dance music is ready for you...... You'll have to take some time to learn as soon as possible. ”

“......”

As he spoke, Sophia leaned down and looked at her brother carefully, his gaze at this time was cold and a little anxious.

"Sister, will you do it?"

The red-haired young man noticed her gaze and asked in an expectant tone.

After a moment of silence, Sophia chuckled, her hair swaying with a brilliant halo. But the green eyes always maintained a trace of clarity, chuckling and nodding:

"Of course, I'll make that tyrant pay. ”

"It's dance music. He hurriedly handed over his phone.

Sophia picked up his phone - she clicked on the video file that had been prepared for a long time, and a bewitching dancer suddenly danced, accompanied by wild music, enthusiastically showing off her fiery body.

She stared at the dancer in the video, tears streaming down her eyes and drifting into the darkness.

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