Night Terror was suddenly embarrassed, and was about to say something, when the man said, "Why did you choose such a small mud ball?" Don't talk about ugliness, I don't like to be clean, this taste is too bad. ”

"Chirp!"

- Although he looks ugly, his body is weak, and his habits are weird, but his mental power is strong!

The night terror with a habit of cleanliness is said to be "not clean", and his face is distorted.

Bifurcation!

You don't love to be clean!

Your whole family doesn't like to be clean!

Night Terror's self-esteem has been severely traumatized!

She wants to explain to the silver-haired beauty and mud or something, and she is black all her life!!

Probably because the spirit of the night terror was too fluctuating, the man in the sky felt her resentment, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his eyes fell on her again.

The crimson eyes, like jewels, have exhausted the color of the world.

But on the contrary, the long hair like silver and snow was like clouds and mist, revealing a biting coldness.

Ice and fire.

Crimson and frost.

Such a scenery is terrifying to see at night, for the contradictory and unified beauty of this man.

It's just that in the eyes of a certain statue, Night Terror has nothing to do with the word "beauty" at all.

If it weren't for those big clear eyes, it really wouldn't be a "person".

His eyebrows were raised high, his red lips were lightly hooked, and he said to the little black-haired chicken: "Sure enough, the mental power is very strong, and the two of you are a perfect match." ”

"Chirp!"

- Yes, Ben's intuition is too accurate!

"Well, it's just as dark as it gets."

"Wow...... Haw! ”

- Poof, damn stinky boy, shut up!

"Huh."

“……”

……

Hearing the culprit little black-haired chicken crying so "happy", the night terror is really the heart to kill the chicken.

Obviously, she was dragged down by it, why could it be like a chicken, judging her with this silver-haired demon in the sky?

This demon is even more hateful, your own pet came out to slip away, and it brought so much trouble to people, don't you even know to admit your mistake?!

It's just that no matter how angry she is, she can't say anything now except for her eyeballs, she is simply a puddle of mud.

Damn it!

Suddenly, a wave sounded.

With the sound of "Zheng Zheng", the abundant life qi began to surge in the body of the night terror.

She was happy in her heart, it was a little tree!

Night Terror tried to communicate with the space, and sure enough, he could feel its presence again.

That's great!

Her little tree and space, it's back!

With the reliance, the night terror's waist pole has straightened a lot.

It's just that if she disappears out of thin air like this, she will leave a handle, and she must wait until this person is gone before entering the space.

And now, she can only rely on the breath of spatial feedback to heal herself little by little.

However, the fragmented limbs around him were really disgusting, and he couldn't stand being in them for a second.

After she regained some strength, she gritted her teeth, supported herself with her broken elbow, and sat up a little.

Thankfully, the vertebrae haven't broken yet!

Looking at the figure that slowly wriggled and crawled up like a worm from a pool of blood, a ray of light appeared in his indifferent eyes.

It seems that the stubbornness of this little mud ball is beyond his imagination.

She looks like a weed growing in the wilderness, looking rough and small, but she has the life force to resist the harshest environment in the world.

But her broken body can't last long.

"Are you sure it's her?"

"Wow!"

"Okay."

(End of chapter)