"That's it?"

Talia stared blankly at her hands, and for a moment her mind was in a trance.

She thought that she might lose, but she didn't expect that she would lose so "quickly", no one reacted, the sword in her hand flew, and she fell into the mud.

It's just a block, but just by relying on strength, you can defeat yourself?

She is a genius swordsman who has been based on silver since she was 14 years old, and she has no shortage of inheritance or experience, so she simply lost? Lost so completely.

For a moment, Talia sat on the ground and fell into a mess of herself, doubting her life.

"Talia, are you alright?"

At this time, Amy, who was on the side, hurriedly ran to Taria's side and pulled her up from the ground.

An Ling put away the wooden sword and said softly:

"She's supposed to be fine, I just flicked her sword away."

As soon as An Ling spoke, Taria's eyes regained their brightness, and she stepped forward and grabbed An Ling's collar in some anger.

"You kid, don't you have some special giant blood! Why is there so much effort? Is your cultivation really light flame magic? ”

Because of the proximity, An Ling could see every detail of the red-haired girl's angry face at the moment, and she could also feel the complex emotions beneath the surface of her anger very clearly.

Panicked, scared, weak-hearted, sad, unwilling to ......

It's all very sweet and soul-like.

Squinting and smiling, An Ling raised his hands and said to the girl in front of him:

"Are you skeptical of the results of the comparison?"

"I ......"

Talia was speechless for a moment, then slammed open the tomb and stepped aside.

After looking at the ground for two seconds, she stomped her foot, blushed and said to An Ling:

"I don't cheat! You've won this contest! ”

"According to the bet, you're going to grant me any of my requests now, right?"

"You're ......!"

Talia glared, turned her head and said indignantly:

"That's right! Not bad! That's it! So what do you want me to do? ”

"Hmph."

An Ling smiled and began to look at the girl in front of him with playful eyes.

Being looked at by An Ling with this kind of gaze, Talia clenched her fists, her face was ashamed and angry.

"Your Excellency An Ling's ......"

At this time, Amy, who was on the side, said something to the opening.

An Ling waved his hand at her and said:

"Don't worry, I won't make a very excessive request, please rest assured."

Amy breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Talia.

"And what do you want Talia to do?"

"Just a very simple and quick thing to do."

An Ling looked at the red-haired girl, her eyes were level, and the corners of her mouth were hooked:

"What I want you to do is simple."

"As long as you look at me in the eyes and say to me, 'I am willing to hand over my soul to Anling, and from now on, my soul will be owned by Anling'."

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

The moment An Ling's words fell, the two girls beside him instantly made doubtful voices.

Talia froze, the anger on her face completely gone, replaced by a complete pink.

"What do you mean?"

Amy, the black-haired girl on the side, also looked at An Ling in surprise, and she didn't expect An Ling to make such a strange request.

This kind of strange words, with obvious ambiguity and ambiguity, is like showing love.

Why would he make such a request to Talia?

Judging from the previous performances, shouldn't this good-looking boy like Sheena's sacrifice?

For a while, a lot of thoughts flashed through Amy's heart, standing next to the two of them and wanting to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

I saw An Ling raise his hand to Talia and said:

"It's not interesting, that's all I ask, I just need you to look me in the eye and just say that."

At this moment, there is only seriousness on his face, no smile.

"Is it really just a word? It's that simple? ”

Talia asked suspiciously.

Putting aside all other meanings, An Ling's request is indeed very simple, just a sentence, and it is completely acceptable.

"Yes."

An Ling affirmed.

"Okay~, just one word. What's the big deal. ”

Talia took a deep breath, puffed up her chest, looked into An Ling's eyes, and said in a vibrating voice:

"I am willing to give my soul to An Ling, from this moment on, my soul is owned by An Ling."

"Roger."

An Ling smiled happily.

"Then that's the end of it."

"Hmm~"

Talia suddenly covered her chest a little uncomfortably, and only felt a sense of sadness in her heart, but she couldn't say it.

It's as if something very important has been lost in the mind, and it's hard to describe.

At this time, An Ling stood aside, looking at the banter hidden in Taria's eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up slightly with pleasure.

Unbeknownst to this adorable red-haired teen, she seems to have lost nothing, but she has actually lost everything.

As she said that day, she has now given everything to An Ling.

There are three ways to eat souls as food with demons.

The first is the soul that has died due to other causes, which resembles rotten crumbs of rotting flesh, extremely unpalatable and unnourishing. Under normal circumstances, Anling would not look at food at all.

The second type is the soul that is killed by the demon and then captured, which resembles fresh raw meat, juicy, delicious and full of nutritional value.

The third type is the soul that made a promise before death that he was willing to give his "soul" to the demon. In this way, the soul is the most nutritious and delicious food.

For demons, this soul is like a sweet meal that has been carefully cooked and matured, and it is the ultimate delicacy.

When Talia said that "promise" to An Ling, her soul had already been marked by An Ling, and no matter what she died for, her soul would come to An Ling and become An Ling's palm dessert.

Moreover, it only takes An Ling one thought for her to die immediately. It only takes An Ling's one thought, and she will be polluted by the abyss and become a monster. It only takes one thought from An Ling for the dark desires in her heart to swell and explode, and she will lose herself from then on, and she will not be able to get rid of the pain for a lifetime.

Her soul has become a toy in An Ling's hands, kneaded at will.

Although An Ling has not wanted to do anything to Taria's soul for the time being.

But this red-haired girl is already in the midst of a sudden unknown, losing everything.

"What are you talking about?"

At this moment, Sheena came out of the corner of the courtyard, carrying a flower basket and smiling gently.

"There's a warm breakfast in hand, does anyone want to eat it while it's hot?"

"Sheena Sacrifice?"

"Sheena?"

An Ling put down the wooden sword in his hand and smiled at her:

"We are exercising in the morning, taking advantage of such a beautiful morning to move our muscles."

"Oh?"

Sheena raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile:

"Anling, when did you have such a good relationship with Miss Amy and Miss Thalia."