[Naraku] Just to get you

With two clangs, two painted halberds were placed on both sides of the clock's neck, and two other men dressed as warriors came up and were about to twist the two hands of the clock and press him into the cell.

"……let go!"

"...Don't touch him!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time, one thick and one thin, one low and one high.

"...I'll go by myself!" Shi Zhong stood up trembling slightly, and when he walked out of the curtain, his figure stopped again, "One day, I will make you regret it!"

"Cough cough..."

The only response to the clock was two low coughs that had nothing to do with mood.

After the samurai had left, Lao Langwan knelt down on the ground and said in surprise, "City Lord, this...are you alright?"

No wonder he was surprised, there was a pool of blood on the floor, and when he thought about the blood-soaked cuffs of the witch when he left, it was not difficult to imagine what happened.

"Lao Langwan...cough...do your part...that's enough...I'm tired...you go down...cough cough..."

"I..." Lao Langwan wanted to ask a few more questions, but when he looked up and saw the eyes of the Lord Yindao, he fell silent again.

The eyes in front of him are cold and domineering, completely different from the soft and affectionate eyes in memory.

Intuition tells him that he should just be obedient at this time, and don't need to talk too much.

Many times he relied on this intuition to become a qualified humerus retainer just right.

When Lao Langwan was about to exit the door, the voice of the Lord Yindao rang again.

"The ones in the prison...take good care of them...ahem..."

"Yes, Lord City Master! You should have a good rest."

The thunder exploded outside the house, and the sound of the rain was imperceptible, which made the quietness of the room even more perfect.

It's so quiet.

The sound of the rain outside the house is majestic, but after being visited by the clock, the loneliness that has been used to for decades is unbearable.

Under the cuff, hides the bloody dagger.

Naraku held the dagger, and seemed to feel the existence of another person through the residual temperature of the dagger.

Such a humble self is really hateful.

What exactly are you praying for?My dirty Naraku who is manipulated by an ugly human heart

——What exactly are you praying for?

He took out the old and dirty cloth from his bosom, stood there for a while, and wiped away the blood on the dagger with it.

Get it dirty!

"Cough cough..."

His weak body could no longer have any extra demon power to repair the wound on his neck. After coughing, his body became even more dilapidated.

"Pfft-"

A mouthful of dirty blood gushed out and covered the cloth, making the cloth even more dirty.

Oh, what a broken body, so weak, so much like that poor, dirty guy in the cave, I won't make the same mistake as him!

The cloth in my hand was tightly clenched, what I need is

——Strong power, even more, powerful power!

The author has something to say: Good, little angel Xiyao (≧?≦)/

Come on, let's be cute together (≧?≦)/