The soft body rises and falls like a wave, driving a splash of color, just like a graceful dancer dancing her gorgeous performance costume on a silvery stage.

It's a very wonderful dance performance, and the best dancers in the world can't perform the dance of life.

The two flatworms swayed in a sultry pose, and then took off their charming masks, and then replaced them with hideous and vicious ghost faces.

The tentative time ended, and the calm of the waters was suddenly broken.

The flatworms raised their swords and stabbed at their companions, each sword with breathtaking ferocity, their resoluteness eager to show their determination not to be vanquished.

As long as they pierce each other, they can become the dominant players in this multiplying battle, fighting hard, twisting and hugging, and never giving up until the end.

In order to carve the most brilliant life into the flesh and blood of future generations in the form of a winner, and inherit the elegance of the past and future losers, beautiful and tragic.

But there is always a defeated side in the end, and it always takes the yield of one side to pass on the life.

Is this the end result of what is called love?

The red-haired viscount couldn't accept this savage way of showing love, and the look of love should be ...... The viscount shook his head, his attention returning to the human guest who was watching with relish.

She was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, a human woman, and she didn't match the memories of wandering around the house. Or the memory has been blurred, and the human smell of this house has long since dissipated.

Not to be taken lightly, she ran in alone, without fear, and sat in front of the fish tank as if nothing had happened, the child in front of her was much bolder and more complicated than the human beings she knew. The rumors are definitely not groundless.

What would she ask for? How would she respond? Will it be a human who came looking for that thing?

Before today, she could talk eloquently while sending away vexatious guests. At the moment, she was a little at a loss.

Especially when watching human children seem to come simply to watch a performance, they are completely intoxicated by bloody and violent love, and when the dust settles, they sigh with tears about the magic of life.

"It's amazing, it's a great show. She clapped her hands vigorously, "Thank you for the invitation." ”

"Uh...... You are welcome. ”

Losing dominance means losing. The battlefield isn't all about swinging the hilt.

The viscount gently fanned the folding fan, and gradually regained his usual composure.

"Well, the guests are monsters who want to enter the Land of Light. "That's it?

"Ah, that's, yes, and the gluttonous teapot. ”

What the!

It was so straightforward that the red-haired viscount was caught off guard and immediately fell into a panic, she stared at the teacup, and didn't even dare to pick it up, for fear that her trembling hands hidden under the coffee table would be exposed, not to mention looking up at the guests.

"I want to know about its owner. "Of course, the red-haired viscount thinks of the master.

Gluttonous teapot, the owner?

The viscount looked hesitant, and was reminded of a long-dormant memory by the sudden visitor, and she felt that she had to find something to rely on in order to continue to maintain her composure, so she stretched out her hands to ask for help from the warm teacup, but the teacup could not bear the panic and cracked, and the tea was scattered on the table.

"Sorry, I lost my temper. ”

Her arrival, for the Viscount, seemed a bit hasty.

"If you're not ready, then change it, like the owner of the Serpent, who once lodged with you. ”

"The former snake is the monster of the current Black Leaf Forest. ”

"Once, yes. ”

"Once?" exclaimed the viscount, "it ran away again......

"No, it's dead, it's my hand. ”

"You?"

Well, Yue didn't say this to scare the red-haired viscount, for a demon clan, slaughtering a demonic beast is just a side dish, and it can't be put on the table at all.

Because the red-haired viscount knows the abilities of the former snake, and she also knows a little about human witches, it is really convenient to say that there is no need to say it explicitly.

Unfortunately, the snake can eat memories, which are its food, and food is digestible, and after a series of metabolisms, it disappears. In its memory, there is only time with Lin, and it can't see anything, and the farthest memory before Lin is only here.

Hearing the news of the death of the Serpent, the Viscount sighed.

She didn't know how the things that humans wanted to ask could be so disjointed, and the two things couldn't be connected. She didn't know how to talk about the gluttonous teapot, but about the owner of the former snake, the viscount was happy to share it with her, and she even kept a series of lists completely, because it not only eats demons, but also eats a very large amount, even if the demon world is vast, few masters can stand it, and the masters are changed one after another, and finally they are sent to the club. However, it was dissatisfied with the food and stole it not long after.

There have been nearly fifty owners before and after, not to mention checking, it is not an ordinary effort to remember.

She felt a pang of infarct despair and took sip after sip of tea.

"This list, you can take it if you need it. ”

"Really?" would be great, and it would be her business to go back and throw the list away.

When the teacup was filled again and again, Yue was attracted by the leaves soaked in the cup.

"Is this red snow tea?" she picked up the teacup, it was so beautifully resembled, she had to change the glass to see it, the red-haired viscount was really considerate.

"Yes. ”

"The tea is like the color of red grapes, and the leaves are like blooming coral ...... after brewing" pierced through the glass, and Yue stared at her.

"Yes, you know this kind of tea too? She said the same thing, the red snow tea is the tea that the human wife who is jealous of Lord Luo Jin likes. ”

The Viscount's excitement froze, and she jerked her head up, the human child smiling faintly at her.

"Are you, shrine maiden?" she knew that the shrine maiden didn't need to know everything, as long as the people she saw did.

It's just a general term. That's what they call her, right?"

"Why ask about her? She's been dead for many years. For so many years, she thought everyone was about to forget.

Only this house is left!

"Memories don't disappear, and it's just a temporary inability to recall them. ”

And creatures, in order to inject preservatives into the past to resist the fate of being forgotten, give birth to offspring.

"In the human world, there are extreme scientists who divide the small flatworms into 297 pieces, and all the scientists were shocked by what they observed, and these small pieces of flatworms have all developed into 297 flatworms. What's even more incredible is that if they split horizontally or vertically, they can also gain the same long-term memory as their mothers. It's like a doppelganger. ”

The red-haired viscount was dumbfounded.

"I wish the clouds were split horizontally or vertically from his mother. ”

"Do you mean her child?" exclaimed the Viscount.

The children of demons and humans, if they are born as human beings in the demon world, then the child is really unlucky.

"He must have been sent to the human realm, right?" asked the viscount cautiously.

"How is that possible!" Yue pointed out, "That's impossible." Her child was outside, and the boy who smiled very cutely, he was a demon, not a human. ”

The viscount's eyes widened, and he immediately bounced up, pulling up the curtain on the wall, and from the eyes on the wall, he could see the situation in the lobby outside.

In the encirclement of demonic beasts, the big eyes, the gentle and lovely smile with a touch of shame, and his mother have seven similar facial features, and the boy in the lobby is indeed a child who is jealous of Luo Jin and humans.

Heavens, how could he be here? Next to him is the Broom, the guard of the Prince of Thunder, are they going to enter the Land of Light together?

"The gluttonous teapot is no longer with me. ”

"It's okay, I just want to know about Yun Fei's mother. ”

"Why?" "Yun Fei's mother, that human being is just an insignificant existence.

"For the Demon Realm, but the definition of our shrine maiden clan is different. She was the first shrine maiden to break into the Otherworld and never returned, so we did a lot of research about her to find out where she went, what she did, and why she didn't return to the Human World. In the end, we found out that she had arrived here, to the Demon Realm. ”

They found a fragment of the witch in the glutton's memory, and they didn't even notice it himself.

"Can you tell me anything you know about that shrine maiden and things?"

The red-haired viscount looked up at the carvings of the ceiling, the fancy of the curtain fabrics, the furnishings of the display cases, every detail...... After a long time, he looked at Yue and said with a smile: "She has been here for two years." It was built according to her remembered home, and here, she taught me a lot about Warcraft. I often think that if only I could be like her, I could communicate with Warcraft. According to her recollections, when she landed in the Demon Realm, she was younger than you, only eleven or twelve years old. The first time I met her, she was going to be a mother and on her way to the Land of Light to give birth. ”

That's why Yun Fei was born in the Land of Light.

The gluttonous teapot she had kept with the red-haired Viscount, who she said would one day come and take away the evil and dangerous things, and she told the Viscount to keep them.

The Viscount took a deep breath, the ensuing memories overwhelming her.

"I'm in love with a man, but he's just a liar. One day, he stole the teapot while I was asleep and disappeared. For hundreds of years, in order to find his traces, my branches have been built one after another in the Demon Realm. ”

After speaking excitedly, the Viscount took the tea she handed over and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'm sorry, I lost my trust and lost the teapot. I thought I could get it back before you came to pick it up, but ......"

"It's okay, you don't have to take it personally. She hurriedly handed over the tissue, for fear that she would cry.

"I'm fine. Don't worry, I'll get that liar out. ”

"I'm sorry for you. "The Viscount will later know that the gluttonous teapot has returned to its true owner.