Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

twins 17

[Krollo. 】

The sir's voice came from above the shallow water, it was slightly low and hoarse, but it seemed like magic that made people want to hear it again.Nice voice.

At that time, Qianshui was very happy, because the husband was the first person to tell Qianshui's name.

At that time, Qianshui was very happy, because the husband was so gentle, and the gentleness reminded Qianshui of his handsome and handsome brother, who believed in the gods, and firmly believed in the gods.

At that time, Qianshui was very happy, because the husband told Qianshui's name, told Qianshui's name in a language that Qianshui could not understand, and then gently and gently corrected the wrong syllables.

At that time, Qianshui was very happy, very happy, very happy, really really really happy...

Then... Qianshui met Lala and Nuonuo, Qianshui liked them, liked them very much.

Then... Qianshui met Mr., and the sky was full of yellow sand...

Then... Mister killed Lala, Nuonuo, Pandora disappeared...

Mr. killed people, and has been killing people all the time...

Qianshui knows, knows, knows, always knows, because Mr.'s name is Kuroro.

Mr. killed people, and has been killing people all the time...

Qianshui knows, knows, knows, always knows, because Mr.'s name is Kurolo, Kurolo? Luxilu!

The people here are unfamiliar to Qianshui, the things here are unfamiliar to Qianshui, this...is not Qianshui's world...here Qianshui knows nothing...

'Oops. '

The apples scattered on the ground reflected an unusual bright red color under the light, and before he could speak out hastily, he heard the tone that belonged to the period when the voice of a child hadn't changed.

silently looked up.

Silver... light?

Angel……

Qianshui met Fang Luo, who was very cute and lovely, and Qianshui liked Fang Luo.

Dregs all over the floor, dregs all over the floor, dregs all over the floor...

A large patch of blood red, a large patch of blood red, a large patch of blood red...

"Mr. Crowder... why did you do this..."

Eyes full of red, eyes full of red, eyes full of red...

"...she's Vonlo Ben Wayans."

Qian Shui liked Mr. Carraud, loved and respected him so much, and then...Mr. Carraud killed Fang Luo.

Fang Luo is an angel... an angel who belongs to shallow water... an angel who only belongs to shallow water... and then...

Red everywhere, red face, red everywhere...

Qianshui likes Fang Luo's long long hair, the color of the hair is that dazzling silvery white, it is... light...

Qianshui likes Fang Luo's sweet and sweet smile. When she smiles, there will be beautiful dimples on her delicate cheeks. She belongs to Qianshui's angel...

Qianshui likes Fang Luo's pitch-black lace long dress, the knee-length skirt revealing her calves from time to time when she walks, and the appearance of the pure white dress that is very suitable for pure white.

Qianshui likes Fang Luo, loves Fang Luo very much, but... Fang Luo is dead...

Von Lo is dead, Von Lo is dead, Von Lo is dead...Mr Carrowder...killed her...

"Fang Luo is a good boy..." Qianshui said in a low low low low voice, "Fang Luo will smile at me, and then... show deep deep deep deep dimples, Kaloud Sir...you know what? That's a nice smile..."

The sun is very bright, very bright, but... the light is so dazzling that it makes people feel so so so so stinging, and they close their eyes reflexively, using all the dark factors to block all the light.But...it still hurts...

"She killed Charlotte."

The sun was very bright, very bright, very bright, so bright that at that moment he couldn't see Mr. Claude's face clearly, his appearance was so blurred, and his face was so confused.

Qian Shui watched with wide-open eyes, as if trying hard to remember that blurred face, that figure that seemed to disappear...

"But .

Moving forward, slowly moving forward, Fang Luo was in front, smiling with Qianshui's favorite dimples, Qianshui moved forward, slowly and slowly.

"Shallow Water... Sister, Sister...?"

The cute, cute and delicate face was eroded by blood, the dark lace dress was torn by a sharp knife, and the clothes were worn out, but... that was Fang Luo...

"Fang Luo is a good boy, and she is Sister Qianshui's favorite angel."

Qianshui's eyes are very beautiful, very beautiful, very beautiful, very beautiful, the left eye is deep black, it is the blessing of the fairy, but the right eye has overlapping pupils...that is the god of death...'curse'...

It is impossible for Qianshui to have happiness, and he has always been unable to have happiness, so... Qianshui hopes that the people he loves will be happy, and get a lot of happiness...

Qian Shui likes Fang Luo, likes it very much, likes it very much, is that... love...?

The kneeling body was stained with the blood foam scattered on the ground, and the pure white pure white dress bloomed with beautiful, beautiful and beautiful patterns, that is... Tsubaki...

"Mr. Carraud has also killed people... right?" There is no clean pure white handkerchief, no roll that can wipe anything, so he pulled up the pure white pure white skirt, so he didn't care With the pure white pure white pure white skirt that he pulled tightly with his hands, he wiped the gorgeous color on the delicate and cute cheeks.

The sun was very bright, very bright, very bright, and the crowd was tense, but no one paid attention to the alley in the corner, and no one noticed the indifferent and strong smell of blood.

silence silence silence...

"As for me, I like Mr. Carraud, I like it very much. But... Mr. Carraud killed Fang Luo."

The body twitched in pain, trembling slightly, and the bright red liquid rushed out, it was the death of life.

"I also like Fang Luo, because Fang Luo is very similar to Lala and Nuonuo, they are my favorite people," said the oversized glasses with rimmed glasses on the small bridge of the nose, showing slight signs of slipping, "Sir killed them."

With the ending that Qianshui didn't want to see, I got what Qianshui absolutely didn't want.

Mr. told Qianshui the truth...

"I want to protect Fang Luo... so, I'm sorry."

Qian Shui, who said this, smiled, smiling with the familiar smile of Mr. Claude, and the gentle and gentle expression expressed his persistence.

beautiful... so beautiful... like an angel...

sunrise... sunset...

"tick, tick"

time...time...please...

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