However, this time, he was the only one who escaped from the priest's hall, and the remaining three were reduced to corpses on the spot. x updates are the fastest

But he's going to die......

In the silence of the night, there was the crisp sound of bells.

The young killer opened his eyes and looked at the girl who slowly walked out of the street in the long night.

The man was still very young, less than sixteen years old, and his bones had not yet grown in size, and he appeared slender.

She casually put on an ill-fitting skirt, dark color, half-revealing the entire fragrant shoulder; The shoulder is draped in black and red, and the hem is dragged to the ground behind him, like a handful of blooming mandalas. The jade-like barefoot stride across the vermilion carpet, stained with gold crumbs, resembles an elaborately decorated sculpture.

Her white and slender ankles, as thin as snow, were covered with a golden ankle ring, which made a "tinkling" sound as she walked.

The voice was light and seductive in this quiet street.

She held a golden wine glass in her hand, and slowly the liquor swayed out of the glass, the crystal clear liquor wet her fingertips, and the wine dripped along the way.

The killer has already recognized that the girl who ran out to drink while the whole city was worshipping in the palace is the high priest of the dead city in the future.

Her father was presiding over a sacrifice at the palace while she was drunk and wandering the streets.

No wonder those elders thought that the entire tribe was going to be destroyed in her generation.

The boy stumbled to his feet, holding on to his sword, to run.

The crisp ringing bell behind him followed like a shadow.

The boy was physically exhausted and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

A playful chuckle came from behind him: "Huh......"

There is no ordinary person at all

Compassion for a wounded.

The boy fell to the ground, and as the aura passed, his breath weakened, and he opened his eyes to see the disheveled girl who came over and bent down to look at him.

She had eyes as deep as the silent night.

At this moment, he is lightly drunk, his complexion is snow-white, his lips are bright red, his smile is like a spring breeze, and he has a gentle attitude regardless of age and gender.

The whole city knows that the eldest daughter of Cangyou, at her age, already has the appearance of a captivating city.

The girl stretched out two snow-white fingers and pinched his chin, "Run away when you see me?" What's wrong? She narrowed her eyes, looked at the horrific wounds on his body, and his lifeless face, and smiled, "Oh...... Is it because you have done something bad and has been found to be weak-hearted? ”

The high priests of the past have always been dignified and dignified, but they are frivolous and disobedient to discipline.

The girl squinted her deep eyes, looked at his face with a smile, and asked him with a soft smile, "Do you want to live?" ”

The boy bit his pale lip and looked at her cautiously.

He was covered in a dark color, and there was an ominous aura in this quiet city, and he even suspected that she should know where he came from and what he had done.

And she asked him if he wanted to live?

The young man was short of breath, and he moved his lips: "Yes." ”

The man laughed, "It's fun to be alive?" ”

The boy didn't know how to answer.

Is it fun to be alive?

As a killer, to others, there may be no difference between living and dying.

And to himself, he couldn't even answer.

The girl stared at him for a moment, then chuckled softly, "It's better to suffer more to live." ”

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