"Impolite little mouse!"

After the demon vine found a passage and got into another room, the little prince of the Titan Protoss looked back and saw only the golden hair shining under the firelight and candlelight.

After many squeezes and suffocations, the little prince with a distorted face finally breathed in the outside air, and he opened his eyes wide to see the full picture of the Cyril Manor, known as Wonderland.

"Is this Miss Canary's home?"

Howard gripped the vine that was climbing down the cliff outside Cyril Manor, and he pursed his lower lip, the woman's face flashing in his mind.

It wasn't until the Cyril Manor was completely blocked by the steep cliff that the lost little prince was paralyzed in the magic vine, and his heart was indescribably sad, and he groaned, not wanting to open his eyes again.

Along the way, the magic vine chatting with the little prince in a special way paused, and the sunlight that came out made it wrinkle its leaves, which liked darkness, and the sea breeze blowing not far away made the magic vine, who didn't like salt, shake his tentacles irritably.

The stone that was smashed by the tentacles fell from the top of the bottomless cliff.

The cyril madman, who was pacing wildly with his lover in his arms, suddenly stopped on the cliff, and he tilted his head slightly, and the city of Cyril in full view was not over the night of revelry, which was the playground he had built for his lover.

"Shh

The Cyril madman buried his head in his lover's chest, and a mad glow flowed across his face: "My darling, you will soon be able to live a time that will not rot." ”

In the faint sunlight, there was a shallow spot on the canary's smooth cheeks, and the smell of decay wrapped tightly around the man who hugged her.

The swiftly descending vine slowed its movements, and the tentacles embedded in the rock slipped as if they had been stabbed, and a steady stream of pain spread over the large giant vine veins, and the salt pouring down from the cliff made it scream silently.

"Oh my God, oh my God, Miss Devil Vine, what's wrong with you."

"Oh, wait。。。。。。"

"No!"

The magic vine planted from the cliff weakly revealed the wrapped Howard, who was caught in the sunlight and covered his mouth after making a short scream.

The terrifying sunlight was like a scorching flame, it eroded the pale skin of the Titans, scorched the darkness that did not belong to the light, and the long platinum-blond hair was also surrounded by flames, and for a moment the pain made him delirious, and Howard opened his mouth.

It hurts.

Miss Canary.

The fireball and the magic vine fell heavily at the same time, and then smashed a terrible crater on the land of the city of Cyril, and Howard, who was convulsing, was covered in the magic vine, but the same feeling of being burned still spread all over his body.

Like the little insects with the spikes of the elders, they kept turning unscrupulously on the skin that had not been injured too much, and each stinger pierced into the flesh of the victim.

The venom burrowed into his bones, making Howard, who had nothing to hide in the sun, groaning in pain, he couldn't move, the ubiquitous fine and dense pain made him feel like he was pulling out his own skin, letting the flesh leak out of the air.

It hurts.

"Rustle."

Unhurried footsteps came from above, and the demon vine tried its best to cover the suffering little prince before he passed out, but it was corroded by a large amount of poured salt, like a sardine that had rotted for a long time.