Hunter Fan - Snake

At 24:[-] p.m. on Saturday, the tea party started. The cups were made of white porcelain and red teacups, which had to be printed with that kind of incomprehensible texture.What is poured inside is imported products from France exuding a strong aroma, and the labels are still on it, which can be carefully checked.Put granulated sugar on the table and put two spoons on it.

There are red roses just cut from the garden in the vase, so delicate and charming in full bloom.There are also water droplets on the leaves, reflecting the halo of the sun, which is very beautiful.

The girl in the green skirt tugged at the hem of the skirt and followed the rabbit with the pocket watch in his arms.

"No time, no time."

"Wait, Mr. Rabbit, where are you going?"

Alice ran after the gentleman Mr. Rabbit and fell into the bottomless hole.

That is - the abyss.

It was an empty corridor with no one there, and the walls were decorated with dim crystal lamps, which exuded a dazzling colorful luster that dazzled the eyes.

Walking in the corridor was a young girl with jet-black Shunzhi hair, and her unattractive facial features showed a tangled expression. She was wearing a pure white dress that reached to her thighs. When she walked, she showed her white calves, a healthy milky white.

She raised her head, with a disgusted expression on her face, smoothed the hair next to her ears, took a deep breath and looked at the corridor in front again, winding and endless, like a maze.There is light in the pupils of different colors, golden red.One on each side, the left eye is deeply black, and the right eye is a curse, but it is also a blessing.

She spat on the red-carpeted floor, cursing, "What the hell is this place?"

Going around the remains of corpses on the carpet, suppressing the nausea in her stomach, she walked and turned at the end. There was a light at the end, and it was a large hall.

When she regained the light, she relaxed, expanded her chest and took a deep breath, while adjusting her gaze, she became vigilant, there was someone.

This is a depressing room, this is a depressing room full of blood.

In the middle of the hall stood a silver-haired, silver-eyed man with a slender figure. He was wearing a dress that didn't know how to describe the style. His hair was tied up and hung casually behind his back, which was too far away.It made her unable to see clearly what kind of expression was on the man's face.

The man is hugging a girl with the most romantic princess. The girl has withered yellow hair, and the pure white dress is so similar to her. She sighs in her heart, what a wonderful coincidence.Of course, if you want to get rid of those bright reds that are eye-catching, it is so much not gorgeous.

She thought, standing still at the same place, with an expression similar to observation on her not-so-beautiful face, her slender fingers touched her lips, bright red like the red roses on the afternoon tea table, So charming.

This is the flower of the high mountain of evil, blooming enchantingly on the cliffs of the abyss.It exudes a vicious aroma.

The silver-haired man stretched out his hands to straighten the girl's withered and yellow hair. His movements were so gentle, as if he was facing a beloved lover. That is the supreme thing - love.

She watched, tilted her head, and for a moment thought of the clown who was in front of her a few minutes ago. The face without makeup had exquisite and bewitching facial features, slender red phoenix eyes, and the reflection of her in the iron gray eyes. looking, calling her name.

—Natasha.

She will float up, curl up on the sofa with the sad posture that she once missed, squint and look back lonely, the corners of her mouth will raise a certain arc, it must be the precisely calculated fifteen-degree angle, Mona Lisa The smile, how romantic it is.

She would pour herself a cup of black tea, imagining that she was in the garden where the roses were in full bloom, put two cubes of sugar, stirred the spoon, and smelled the tempting aroma that wafted in the room when they melted.

With a straight body, she is a nobleman, a nobleman, how can she show such a humble expression.His eyebrows and eyes are full, and a white lace fan is transformed into a white lace fan in his hand, covering his lips and snickering.

It would be even better if she could get rid of the hunger and thirst that made her uncomfortable. She never kills, but that doesn't mean that Mr. Clown, who doesn't seem to be a kind person on the surface, is also a good person.

Suddenly thought of Romeo and Juliet, what is eternal happiness?Simply passing by, and what's more, those imported French black teas can tell the answer.

When she opened her eyes again, she came to this long corridor with no one there. At the end of the long corridor was an empty hall, and in the center stood a man with silver hair and silver eyes, holding a man who was not good-looking and could even be seen with an affectionate expression. An ugly girl.Move gently, as if facing Almighty God.

Well, well, in fact, she doesn't believe in gods, although she knows the existence of the evil God.

She moved her body, and the friction of the fabric made almost no sound.

The silver-haired man rolled his silver-gray eyeballs and stared in her direction, very cold and heartless.

She smiled, pursing her lips into a shallow smile, the kind of courtly smile that belonged to the end of the [-]th century, without showing her teeth.

The silver-haired man didn't move, and gently put down the girl in his arms.The breathing is so steady that no one can find any flaws.He stroked the girl's face with his slender and beautiful fingers, drawing the outline and finally fixed it on the pale lips without moving.

The monograph she was reading showed great interest on her not-so-beautiful face.Suddenly she frowned, turned her wrist, and held a folding fan that appeared from nowhere.

With a "bang", he blocked the blade that appeared in the air, turned sideways, jumped, and stood still with his skirt fluttering.

Keep your feet together and your heels together. "Tearing" the folding fan open to reveal 24 fan bones made of sandalwood, covering his lips, squinting his eyes and smiling lightly.She said, "I'm really sorry, but I would take the liberty to ask my lord, what is this place?"

This is a kingdom, a kingdom made of thousands of white bones, the king is the most cruel and cold-blooded in the world - the king of ants.

The silver-haired man got up and stared at the open door expressionlessly, his eyes were sharp, like a knife out of a jewel-encrusted scabbard.Show your sharpness.

As the distance approached, she saw the silver-haired man's face clearly, rolled her eyes indecently, and muttered to the marble ceiling, "God, it's so unfair, how can the world use such monstrous evil spirits?" Woolen cloth."

The silver-haired man was very handsome. If the chilling aura was removed, or if she hadn't met the equally monstrous clown, she thought she would fall in love with him.

Before she could finish thinking, a black shadow blocked her view.She squinted her eyes and looked over. She was a girl of indeterminate age, with curly hair and a curly figure, but why did she have two animal-like ears?

She closed her fan and nodded her face, her face was filled with disbelief.

Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by two people who suddenly appeared.She glanced at the man who didn't have much impression, he was very old, but she knew how powerful those two old men were, incomparably powerful, just like the silver-haired man who stood up and faced them.

She looked up at the ceiling that still had an unknown texture, and mourned in her heart—this place is about to become a battlefield.

She suddenly wanted to express her sad feelings. Although it was not suitable now, who told her that she was such a sad person.Well, even if she is not a human being, but a vampire, but she didn't do it voluntarily, this is God's arrangement.

Almighty God, what an irony.

"Let's change the place. If we fight, this place will collapse, and we won't be able to enjoy ourselves." The silver-haired man said, his voice was so cold that it reminded her of the sewer pipes that were still being repaired in the morning. It clicked, without any emotion.

One of the old men with braided hair nodded, and the other angry old man turned around, waving his hand should be regarded as goodbye.

He said, "The next thing has nothing to do with the enemy and guest family. Please remit money on time when the task is completed." disappeared.

She is a vampire, how can she be worse than these lowly human beings? This is a strange theory, but she has forgotten that she was also a human being before, or a product of human death, isn't it a ghost?

"Peter, save her." The silver-haired man said without turning his head. The person he was talking to was probably not her. Besides, there was only the girl who blocked most of her sight. There were two of animal ears.

She paused, thinking back to the original question, what is this place?Did she see humans again?

The girl named Peter stared at her viciously before turning around. The look in her eyes should be interpreted as 'don't make any moves, or I'll kill you'.She thought about it, and finally understood, 'Don't move around, or you will die. '

Very incisive, isn't it?

She stood there and waited, although she didn't know how long it would take to get the answer she wanted - where is this place?

She began to think wildly, and a picture popped up in her mind. It was a very warm picture, carrying too strong a sad color.

It was a picture, and it was also a story. The story told the plot of a girl and a boy, a bloody cliché plot.It doesn't matter those extra-plot cannon fodder, it doesn't matter who is dead, as long as it's not me, no matter who it is, it will be lucky.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.What a sin.

The rain was very heavy, the boy smiled, and smiled at the girl on the gallows, smiling with the smile that the girl said was not suitable for him, and then stepped onto the gallows step by step, slowly, slowly Yes, slowly, as if it took as long as a world.

It was raining heavily, and the boy was smiling, smiling at the girl on the gallows, and smiling at the girl tied up in a standing posture.

The rain was very heavy, blurring the eyes, and the rain slid down the long golden hair with brilliant colors, falling drop by drop into the jellyfish green eyes, changing the color of the scenery and letting Distorted expression, let the truth change.

The rain was very heavy, the girl was crying, crying, crying, and then she smiled, showing a bitter smile, and moved her lips, but... no longer dazzling, no longer brilliant...

"Shanlu..." the girl murmured, as if a century had passed.

Girls want to live, want to live, want to live!

But I want to die, I want to die, I want to sleep forever...

Contradictory thoughts, contradictory thoughts, contradictions, everything is so contradictory, and finally...the boy helps the girl decide the way...the two fall into the darkness together...

The girl's name is - Diley.

The boy's name is Shanlan.

She laughed, silently looking at the girl in treatment and the animal ears that glared at her fiercely.

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The flying veil skirt, the back garden where the tea table is placed, and the freshly cut red roses are inserted in the vase, dripping with sweet dew.

The girl in a bustling dress clings to the silver-haired man who is leaning on her. The well-tailored tuxedo has a rough texture. She raises her eyes to meet the silver-gray pupils in front of her, a patch of green.

"I love you, I'm in love with you, but first... please kill me."

Sitting beside the tea table were two figures, one with a slender figure in a pure white dress, and his dry, malt-yellow hair tied up with hemp rope, which can't be said to be very good.He raised his head slightly, and saw an unattractive face with a gentle expression, crooked eyes, and crooked lips.

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