Chapter 465: Single Dogs Can Only Giggle

The formation world ushered in dusk, this dangerous world that even the true gods can kill is also divided into day and night, at this moment when the night is approaching, the two large and small suns have to converge their scorching brilliance and slowly sink to the earth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The setting sun was like blood, staining half of the sky red, dark and bewitching, like the desolate earth stained red by the blood of filthy monsters.

This cold, blood-red earth is a "hell" that even monsters dare not approach, because in the center of that "hell" stands a devil who is even more terrible than monsters.

The cold silver hair, the pale face, the body stained red with blood, the dull inky black pupils and the golden vortex that constantly swirls in the pupils, as if they were spinning towards endless eternity—all these constitute the appearance of the devil, there is not much "horror" that can be described and exaggerated, there is neither a hideous body, nor a terrifying aura, and even the existence of a "soul" is not felt at all.

It was like a soulless flesh and skin, or like a cold machine that relied on the golden vortex as a cog.

But perhaps because he doesn't even have "feelings", this silver-haired devil is more like a "devil", the invisible exudation of such a real breath of dead things, plus because the whole body is covered with blood, it is impossible to see its face clearly from the blood red, no matter who sees it, it is difficult to associate it with "human", and it is even more impossible to tell that this devil who has no breath, no heartbeat, no feelings, and no soul is actually ......

"Stone... Small... White?"

Li Chenxi slowly opened her eyes, and in her hazy and blurred vision, she immediately saw the silver-haired devil closest to her in this blood-red world, in fact, she didn't recognize the true identity of this unrecognizable devil for the first time, but out of instinct, she muttered the name of the young man who was subconsciously worried the moment she woke up.

It's just that in the next moment, after her consciousness was slightly clear, she immediately recognized the true identity of the silver-haired devil.

Even if the silver hair and blood changed her appearance, even if the cold and innocent appearance erased the human form, she could still recognize the "silver-haired devil" in front of her as the young man she had only known for a long time, but was already so concerned.

"Shi Xiaobai. ”

She whispered his name again.

It's just that the young man named "Shi Xiaobai" didn't give any response, and his black eyes full of light were full of brilliant gold at the moment, like a pitch-black haze, as if his soul was imprisoned in it.

The girl's brow furrowed slightly, and the pungent smell of blood and the hellish scene of a severed limb that could be glimpsed with a slight tilt of the head made it easy to guess what was going to happen, and what would happen next.

When she called out twice in a row, it was obvious what the silver-haired devil, who was only attracted to the killing instinct, would do.

"Shi Xiaobai!"

Still, she called his name a third time in a louder voice.

Finally, or sure enough, the silver-haired devil slowly lowered his head, and her figure was reflected in the cold pupils, and then it was shattered by the golden vortex over and over again.

It let out a low roar, without any emotion, like a beast that smells its prey.

Then it reached out its blood-stained hands to her.

It was assimilated after holding the "demon's hand...... The hands of the devil.

These hands have torn apart hundreds of monsters, sprinkled the barren land with dripping blood and filthy entrails, and decorated the cruel world with a brutal death.

Herat, the three-headed dog of hell, had witnessed the bloody slaughter of the recent past, and the bloody hands of the devil and the cruel gesture of tearing apart its prey had been seen countless times, and it still echoed in its mind like a nightmare to this moment.

So it knew what it would do on instinct when it finally realized that the silver-haired devil who had been neglected was tied to its waist with a living life.

- It will surely tear the girl around her waist to shreds in an instant.

Like the tragic fate of those monsters, the warm, beautiful carcass would be torn to shreds in a second, and the hot blood and visceral entrails would soon be sprinkled on the filthy ground, defiled with dust, drowned in filth, and then stench as time passed, until even the smell was gone.

And the funny thing is that

The girl had tried her best for the boy, and until the second before she fainted, she forced a smile and enthusiasm to calm the boy's worries.

The boy once ran hard for the girl's burning will, and got up again and again after falling, even though he was in great pain and bruised, he was still desperately trying to protect the girl, until finally he even turned into a cruel devil in order to protect her.

They are willing to sacrifice themselves for each other, and their love is as pure and beautiful as glass.

But at this moment, the boy who turned into a devil in order to save the girl lost his humanity and reason, and finally extended the devil's bloody hand to the girl he saved because of the killing instinct.

After he tasted the bitter fruit in order to save her, he still had to drink the wine of eternal hatred of "killing her with his own hands" at the end.

Tearing good things apart completely, this is called tragedy.

But Herat had never seen a more ridiculous, tragic tragedy than the scene before him.

Even this single dog, who hates "love" incomparably, inevitably loses his original excitement and can't help but feel a trace of pity and sympathy.

It's just that it's powerless to stop it.

The only thing it can do is to witness the birth and end of the tragedy with a cold eye, and then praise this great "love" in the rest of its life, while spitting on this ridiculous "tragedy".

"Roar. ”

Herat let out a low roar and offered a useless "blessing" for a beautiful love.

......

Li Chenxi had just woken up, so she didn't know how the bloody hands in front of her had torn apart her prey while she was in a coma, and she didn't know what a cruel death the gesture that was slowly approaching her had created.

But even if you don't know, it's easy to guess the horrific facts from the hell you're in at this moment.

The cold eyes occupied by the golden swirls could no longer contain her shadow.

The world in his eyes, everything in his eyes, including her in his eyes, are just humble bubbles that have been easily shattered over and over again.

-- The silver-haired devil will not hesitate to tear apart the life in front of him.

Li Chenxi was clearly aware of this cold reality.

Even so, she called his name three times and didn't stop.

"Shi Xiaobai... Shi Xiaobai... Shi Xiaobai..."

No need for superfluous words, just call his name.

She slowly spun around his delicate body, and finally landed on her feet, standing opposite him.

Her body clung to him as the rough cloth rope entwined them together.

She could clearly feel the coldness emanating from his body, and the originally warm embrace was as cold as an ice cellar at this time.

But even so, she still stretched out her hands and hugged his waist, hard, harder and tighter, as if to rub him into her body, as if she wanted to melt into his soul.

Even the blood-stained devil's hands had gripped her shoulders hard.

Even the next moment of death may come.

Even so, she hugged him tightly and called his name affectionately.

"Shi Xiaobai ......"

This is not an abandonment of struggle, nor is it a search for the last remnants of life.

The reason why she didn't try to escape at this moment, but hugged him tightly was not because she decided that there was no hope of escape, but because she believed in him.

She firmly believed in him, believing that even if he was inhumane as a devil, he would not hurt her.

Such a "belief" is full of girlish sensibility, which can be said to be simple or stupid.

Of course, Li Chenxi will not accept that she is a simple girl, let alone admit that she is a stupid nymphomaniac, so for the birth of this belief, she has come up with a lot of rational basis in a short period of time.

There are many reasons for this, such as-

For example, the rough cloth rope made of the sleeves did not break, and it had tied them tightly together until now.

For example, even in the midst of a bloody hell, even if hundreds of monsters were torn to shreds, she who was closest to him remained unharmed.

For example, black beams of light were still shooting from all directions, trying to kill them, but the black light was blocked by an invisible barrier that enveloped her as well.

For example, the bloody hands that held her shoulders were not as cold as they appeared, and they were trembling more visibly as they slowly increased in strength......

There are many rational grounds for him not to hurt her, which makes this belief all the more reliable.

However, most importantly,

The most sincere is still,

In her eyes, he was by no means a silver-haired devil.

It's just a little bit different.

"Shi Xiaobai. ”

Once again, call his name gently and affectionately.

She never imagined that she would one day fall in love with a teenager, and even if she realized that it was an incorrigible infatuation, she was still willing to abandon reason and choose to indulge in it.

If it was yesterday, she would definitely laugh at herself at this moment.

But at this moment, she only has sweetness in her heart.

He protected her and did not hesitate to become a devil.

The reason why she was able to reopen her eyes, the reason why she was still alive, was all because he did everything he could to protect her.

During her coma, she experienced a painful but touching story, and it is impossible to imagine it too much.

And with a little imagination, sweet thoughts completely drown out terrible conjectures.

Even if you realize that you are in an ocean of honey, maybe even your life will be swallowed up by the sweetness of this moment.

Even if it's simple and stupid,

She still couldn't help but choose to hug him tightly and call his name affectionately.

"Shi Xiaobai. ”

She believed in him,

Even if you become a devil,

He would never hurt her!

......

Herat's eyes widened slowly, and he looked at the scene in disbelief.

The bloody hands that held the girl's shoulders did not tear the girl's body in half for a moment, as it imagined, but trembled for a long time, and finally slowly slipped down to the girl's slender waist, and then hugged her gently.

The girl hugged the devil tightly, and the devil finally returned the tender embrace that should never have existed.

It is clearly still the devil who acts only on instinct, without thinking and emotion, why is this so?

Could it be that treating the girl in his arms gently has also become the instinct of this silver-haired devil?

Or is it that the girl's deep emotion turns it into a ruthless one?

Herat couldn't think of an answer, and in the end it was down to the incredible miracle of great love.

"Wang!"

Thinking so, Herat couldn't help but let out a wild bark.

If there was a mirror in front of it, it would see the look on its face at the moment - it was a stupid smirk.

In front of it, in the "hell" sprinkled with blood and minced meat, the blonde girl and the silver-haired "devil" hugged each other tightly, and the black beams of light kept smashing on the invisible barrier, like fireworks that kept blooming, spreading the monsters around them one after another, but they all trembled and did not dare to approach, did not dare to disturb the girls and "devils" who were intoxicated with embrace.

The afterglow of the setting sun paints the sky with a beautiful rouge.

He and she embraced each other, not separated for a long time, waiting for the coming night and tomorrow that was no longer far away.

In the face of this beautiful scene,

In addition to giggling, the single dog Herat can only be,

Laugh silly.