"I was held by the man on his fingertips, the coldness on his fingers penetrated through his body, I was in a state of panic, I suddenly heard him say this, left and right were dead, suddenly calmed down, haha, simply teased him, diverted his attention, maybe Xiao Fan and Xiao Jiao can escape, besides, we have more important things to do. Xiao Yin laughed softly as he spoke. The laughter made me feel slightly sad.

"'You've forgotten about her, so why draw again!' I mustered up the courage to say to him aloud, completely taking his breath. Sure enough, he was stunned for a moment, twisted the tips of my fingers and paused, I took this opportunity to wrap my hands behind my back, and made an agreed gesture to Xiao Fan and Xiao Jiao who were struggling on the ground: Leave me alone, quickly find the king star!"

"'No matter how much she paints, she won't come back, so why paint again!' I took advantage of the victory to pursue, and then made a final statement. The little one continued.

"How do you know?" Luo Ying asked suddenly, his voice suddenly sharpened, and at first glance it didn't sound like him.

"Of course I knew—hey, what a coincidence, the man also had this question at that time, but unfortunately the man was impatient, and before I could organize my words in my heart, as soon as my fingers loosened, I slipped from his fingertips to the palms, and he grabbed them, and I was smothered in his palms......"

"I'm asking you how you know!" "Then he's going to kill you!" Rakuying and Kazama interrupted Xiao at the same time, one impatient to the point of annoyance, and the other to the point of nervousness and tone change.

"I curled up in the palm of his ice-cave hand, and I felt him slowly tighten his fingers, and finally all thoughts were lost," Xiao Ni ignored Rakuei and Kazama, and continued, "Did I make a mistake—after a brief suffocation, my fingers gradually loosened, the light leaked in, and with a slight swing of his palm, I was thrown onto the desk, lying not far from the album—I was right." ”

Speaking of this, for some reason, Xiao's voice sank and lowered, so that I had to listen carefully, only to listen to Xiao's continuation: "The man approached the desk, propped his hands on the edge of the table, and his head hung slightly, facing the direction of the album. Two hands, ten fingers, the roots were snow-white, gently spasmed, the joints were blue, and they were terrible and—pitiful, and then ...... And then...... Alas, this is a wicked king of the blood clan, and there really shouldn't be any compassion for him, but at that moment, looking at his appearance that everything is over, it is really moving...... He cried, he must have cried, and large tears fell from his hidden black hole, and they hit the album in front of him, soaking it. Somehow, I jumped over and wanted to wipe the album, but when I looked down, I suddenly heard a faint sneer: 'I came for this!'

"How the hell do you know!" asked Luo Ying through gritted teeth. What's wrong with him.

"What do you see again?"

"Kazama, take your temper and listen patiently. "Forget to say a soft and quiet voice. Hearing his voice, my heart skipped a pound for no reason. What's wrong with me.

"Well, the man hurriedly flipped through the album, although he was looking through the bottle, but I still kept an eye on it, and I found that the paintings in the album, the more advanced the works, the more detailed they were, such as the hairpin that was diagonally inserted between the woman's hair, the pattern on the back of the collar and neck, and the lines on the earlobe...... I am afraid that this kind of meticulousness can only be painted by people with very deep and vivid memories, but the more the later the work, the more sparse it becomes, with a few brushstrokes, only seeking charm, because the memory of the woman has faded into a shadow, and the details have dissipated. It's incomprehensible that he is still struggling to paint while he gradually forgets about her. The tone of the tweed was very earnest.

"Well, there's more. Luo Ying continued to ask in a flat voice. Can't hear whether it's satisfied or dissatisfied. I can imagine his cold, stinky face. It's rare for him to be so concerned about other people's affairs.

"He is the king. No matter how evil he is, he is also a king, the heavens and the earth are in his hands, if he wants something or a person, I am afraid that it will not take much effort to lift his eyelids. There is no doubt that he will never forget this woman, but it is a pity that he has only ended up painting alone and thinking about it, thinking that this woman must be something he can't get......"

"Is there any woman that the Holy King can't get?" interrupted Xiao in a soft voice. After the wetland zombies, my sister's voice was much more restrained. (Oh, where did all those zombies go?)

"There are only two kinds, one is the one who does not love him, and the other is - the dead. Xiao said lightly.

"Shouldn't the person who people miss the most be their enemies?" asked a small voice. It's Yoshijo.

"Ha, are you like that, that's too bitter. The heart is so big, let's let yourself be happy. Xiao said empathetically.

"Are you satisfied? Can you tell me what you saw when you looked up?" I heard Luoying's "hmm" again, not as indifferent as the first "hmm", as if it was a little whimpering. I suspect I misheard.

"As soon as I looked up, I saw a black five-star hanging from the man's neck. I've never seen what the King Star looks like, but when I look at it, I know it's it. I don't know if I was too flustered, I didn't notice this thing at all, maybe it had just slipped out of the man's neck, but anyway, the black five stars hung above my head, as if at my fingertips, but—above those five stars, there were already two climbs, Xiao Jiao and Xiao Fan!"

"I don't understand, that's naturally the king star didn't run, why don't you grind and chirp on that desk!" Suddenly heard Xiao Jiao impatiently and shouted: "But it's okay, while the king of the blood clan is busy with you, Xiao Phantom and I climbed up along the corner of the person's robe, climbed and stopped, and finally reached the level with the five stars, while the man leaned over and wept and his heart was agitated, he jumped and hung on the star corner, so dangerous!"

"We just want to pull away from the rope that hangs on the five-star, but the rope is woven with something I don't know, it is extremely flexible, but it is also extremely strong, and it can't be pulled at all. Xiao Jiao and I looked at each other, thinking that the only way to get out of the way was to break the rope even if there was a huge movement and was discovered by that person, just below the five stars, maybe you just caught the five stars, and there was a chance to escape. So the two of us opened our mouths and bit ......, "This is Xiao Phantom talking again."

I heard the man sneer, and saw that they were in this situation, knowing that it was not good, it was almost impossible to win five stars, and the only hope was to see if I could save a life and leave here. I was thinking about how to deal with it in my heart, but I saw the man bend his fingers and dust off Xiao Fan and Xiao Jiao on the table, and the three of us hugged each other. Unexpectedly, the man grabbed the five stars, pulled lightly, and the rope around his neck broke, and the man slapped the five stars on the table, and said in a very loud tone: "In this heaven and earth, how many people are worried about my five stars, and even you, a little firefly, have such delusions! The five stars are here, but you have the ability to take them! Even if you take them, you have the ability to lift the ban! Over the years, I have been so lonely, I have released these souls imprisoned in the five stars, just to accompany me to relieve my boredom!" Alas, I only wish that this wise elf would not learn so vividly.

"Here's how to say it. I only heard the whisper of "Is it ......?"

"Exactly, listening to the man's tone, he didn't know how to free the imprisoned souls in the Five Stars, or, he knew, but he couldn't. Xiao said.

"Imprisoning the souls of the leaders of the five clans is indeed not the work of the Holy King...... I am afraid that his own soul is imprisoned in it. Brother said lightly.

"How can we know about the comings and goings of this, but we just believe the last words of the 500-year-old man of my firefly clan. So suddenly I saw that the person took a picture of the five stars, close in front of him, and after a moment of shock, the three of us had the same mind and thought at the same time, regardless of it, we reached out and took the five stars! Xiao Fan and Xiao Jiao were straight-minded, their hands stretched out, and they stared at the five stars in a daze, and there was nothing else in their eyes. I had an extra heart, and at the same time I stretched out my hand, and glanced at the man, whose face was hidden in the hat, and I couldn't see it clearly, but when I saw that his body was tense, I slowly raised my hand, and the palm of my hand was flattened, and it was about to fall—I looked at his frozen fingers, and knew that he had murderous intentions......" The speed of the tweed's voice slowed down as he spoke. This guy, when it came to the critical moment, actually stopped.

"I didn't expect you, the Firefly Clan, to be so affectionate, the Holy King's hand didn't fall, otherwise how could you be safe and sound at this moment!"

"Alas, I'm still naïve when I think about it now," Xiao Ni sighed, and continued: "The moment that person's palm was pressed down, I actually had the heart of luck, and subconsciously felt that a person who was so dedicated and so deep in affection, how could he kill a few firefly elves? Haha, this person has been in charge of heaven and earth for 2,000 years, and all evil lives and souls have been ruined, aren't they all his great achievements, I actually have illusions about this king of all evils, it is really not a pity to die ten thousand times!"

I closed my eyes tightly. The little words ran over me deeply, and my heart was crushed into a mess, irritable, ashamed, and angry. When I thought about it, I hated it again, and I didn't know who I hated.

"The moment his palm touched us, Xiao Fan and Xiao Jiao finally reacted, and I saw that their faces were dead and silent, their eyes were dilated, and they had completely given up resisting, and my chest was like a thousand arrows piercing my heart, and suddenly my heart moved, and I shouted with all my might: 'She's crying!'"

"Clever. Luo Ying sneered.

"It turns out that this 'she' is really his weakness. I got it right again. I saw his palm stop, and slowly moved away—that hand, I hope I will never see his hand again in this life, the canopy of death. He covered his head in a black robe and leaned over us, as if trying to hear what I was shouting. I was so frightened that I didn't have the courage to look at him, but I pointed to the picture book on the desk not far from us, and my voice trembled: 'You see, she is clearly crying.' Actually, it was just a few stains on the page, and it was supposed to be a few drops of wine that the man had spilled when he poured the bottle with it, and it happened to be splashed on the side of the woman's face on the painting, and at first glance it really looked like a few teardrops shed by the woman. The man was speechless for a long time at the painting—a two-hundred-year birthday is not worth that moment for us—and then he stretched out his hand, wiped it lightly, straightened up, and heard him sigh and say, 'Well, leave you to fend for yourselves.' As soon as he finished speaking, the whole world went dark. ”

"How dare the three of us stay in the deep darkness for long, and when we can't wait for our minds to settle down, we flutter our wings as best we can, and rely on the faint light of our bodies to find a way out of the darkness - and we really saw a door! We flew towards the door together, and suddenly we heard a dark voice whispering: 'The Holy King has spared you, I am not so good at talking, and I am going to slap me in the face by mixing in and out under my nose! ’”