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The suffering thorn shuddered and withdrew his useless black thorn, and trembled and his tangled and huge body moved the extremely wide path for the canary, and the white bones hiding in the thorns creaked and disappeared in panic into the wriggling thorn fall.

The muscular and powerful statue retracted its sticky and fleshy weapon in fear, crawled back to the stone pier, and made a move that conformed to the golden ratio, even if it was rubbed off by the hard marble, it didn't dare to pick it up with grin.

Suddenly.

The canary, who had been so cheerful just now, suddenly stopped, and her face gloomy bent down, picking up the blood-stained clothes, on which there were bits and pieces of diamonds that shimmered red, making her gasp, and her delicate face twisted for a moment.

The canary, who was in charge of the manor, screamed, "Why don't I have diamonds on my dress!" ”

The screams were piercing and unpleasant, startling away the man-eating flowers that were parasitic on the castle and scaring away the whimpering and creeping wolves.

The canary trembled and crushed the already inconspicuous broken diamond, her long nails embedded in her beautiful face, pulling and tearing frantically, turning her own beautiful appearance into a bloody rotten face.

The weeping monster took the removed flesh and stuffed it into her mouth, she chewed her flesh numbly, sucking her own blood, slowly, the crying monster froze, she was very surprised, and removed the flesh from her shoulder, chewing intoxicated, until the greedy monster ate all that was left of the white bones.

Without the flesh involved, the bones collapsed to the ground, nothing knew where the flesh she had swallowed went, and the dark creatures around her cautiously tried to get closer.

"Is this madman dead?"

Thorns, who had lost a part of themselves, asked pitifully.

"No, no, no." The bones in the manor wailed, "She's not our kind yet. ”

"It's not fragrant, it's not fragrant, it's not smelling." The cannibal retracted its fang-covered head.

The wolves were bewildered and circled around the white bones in their long skirts, fear and exhaustion swirling across their faces, and their huge broom-like tails hung limply on the ground, sweeping away the disgusting smell of chaos all over the ground.

"Hmm."

The wolf clan looked up to the sky and roared.

Just when the dark creatures were about to move, the closed doors of the castle burst open, and the gentle-looking beauty stepped in from it, and under the moonlight, the miserable white hands caressed the white bones, and the beauty's blue and purple lips fell a pity kiss towards the long black dress.

"Who are you!" "Get out." "Get out!"

The threat of the dark creatures guarding the manor.

"Shh

The white bones in the hands of the beauty began to overflow slowly red, and the wriggling flesh and blood were like living insects, happily entwining and devouring, weaving a wonderful body to the lonely bones, making the pale skull bright and moving, giving a stunning skin to the life that did not belong to the living.

"Shhhh

The canary who returned to the world kissed the beauty's erected fingers, her cold fingers stroked the same cold and silky skin back and forth, the tip of her red tongue slid on it a little bit, she leaned into the beauty's ear, and gently blew the cold and piercing air: "Who are you?" ”