[Naraku] Just to get you

The leaves in the forest were blown down by the wind. They fell flutteringly, but they avoided a place spontaneously and orderly. There were two people kneeling and half squatting in that place.

The person in the upper position casually pinched the kneeling person's cheek, and a blue-white thumb was caressing the side of the person's lips.

"Clock, this game is very suitable for you, you will definitely like it." Naraku's fingers had already been inserted into the mouth of the clock, and the blood that was forced by the clock overflowed from the mouth uncontrollably.

Naraku's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and after a while, his other hand has returned to normal.

"You are so careless, Clock." Naraku's other hand began to gently wipe away the fine blood beads that overflowed, "As the prey of my game, you need to rest your body well, So that the game can continue. You know, a half-dead mouse is a great disappointment."

"What, Naraku, isn't what you said about caring in disguise?" Clock actually smiled slightly, "Isn't that beating heart from a ghost spider? You care so much about me, I It was... so touching."

Naraku's moving fingers stopped for a moment, then returned to normal, and said, "It's your stupidity to overestimate yourself, clock."

Clock, however, seemed to open his eyes, and said with a smile: "This is not an overestimation, this is the truth. Do you dare to face your true thoughts? Well, Naraku?"

"Clock, now your forced smile is really disgusting, you should shut up." After Naraku finished speaking, one hand was raised.

"You..." Before he could finish his words, his vision had already turned black.

The sound of dripping water in the cave was endless, black liquid was dripping from the upside-down milkstone, and when it fell to the ground with a puff, a black bean hole was dissolved.

A black river meanders through the cave.

A man in white baboon skin was walking alone among them.

His face was solemn, and his red eyes were patrolling around this sticky and dark cave, as if he was looking for something.

Finally, his figure stopped on a rocky slope.

"What did you call me here for?"

"What are you doing, didn't you want to come here?" There was no one around, and the words seemed to come out of nowhere.

"Lowly humans know spiders, combined with monsters with dirty obsessions, and gave birth to you, a lowly and dirty half-demon Naraku!"

Following these words, a tuft of curly black hair gradually floated in the almost black pool, and the hair became thicker and thicker, revealing half of an evil face.

In the eyes of that half of the cheek, there was a light of excitement that seemed to be mocking, and they were tilting maliciously.

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