Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

Pat left for a long time, until the sun had set, and Tina found the oiled paper package hidden deep in the bushes by the dim moonlight.

The lorry was wrapped very carefully, and the oiled paper bag did not fall apart after rolling for such a long way.

Tina happily patted the fallen leaves and dirt on it, and walked towards the hut in her memory in the dark, regardless of her embarrassment.

The dark red moonlight shone faintly, passing through the layers of branches, leaving a few sporadic halos on the ground.

The girl sang softly, showing her happy mood.

"It's so sad."

Tina's relaxed body suddenly froze.

Sitting on a tall tree was a slender figure, his long black hair was tied with a dark red headband, and the tips of his hair seemed to melt into the darkness.

The shade of the tree covered his face, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly. Tina could barely see the corners of the man's slightly raised lips in the dim moonlight.

Her body couldn't help trembling, and she tightly hugged the package in her hand, seeking some courage.

"Didn't you enjoy your brother's love all by yourself? Why, now you can live a stable life with only a few things he gave you?"

The little girl's body trembled a little, no doubt the youth gave her great oppression.

"Brother, he's just busy assassinating..."

Busy, assassinate?

Xiu narrowed his eyes, and there was a bit of murderous intent hidden in the scarlet pupils.

"Ah…"

As if thinking that this rhetoric was too ridiculous, the young man stretched out his slender and well-knit fingers and gently stroked the tip of his nose.

If that idiot was really busy assassinating every day instead of thinking about how to please the king, he would not have done the following things.

Xiu lightly jumped off the branch, the dark robe drew a sharp arc in the air, and finally melted into the darkness under his feet.

"What on earth do you want from me? You can't kill me at will. My brother is in the king's favor. He won't allow you to do this."

The black-haired youth gave a low laugh.

"The king's... grand favor?"

Looking at the young man's face, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, thinking slightly ironically:

That stupid demon king, sitting on the throne for so long with that face, and having had sex with countless people, was able to fascinate the terrifying demon in front of him to show his flaws.

Tina had a look of fear and pity on her face, but in fact she was carelessly playing with the rope wrapped in her hand with her fingertips.

If I can scratch his face, will my brother be able to come back to me?

An extremely thin white silk thread rushed over from nowhere, passed through the back of the girl's head, and then passed out from between her forehead, and was finally firmly nailed to the ground.

All of Tina's complicated thoughts froze instantly.

She could even see the white silk thread against the reflection of the moonlight, cool and cold, with the breath of death.

—her death.

Dark red blood slowly overflowed belatedly, sliding down the cold silk thread.

Some blood flowed down the girl's white eyebrows, stained her long eyelashes, stained her amber pupils that had lost their luster, and finally crossed the corners of her delicate mouth, dripping on the on the ground.

The oiled paper bag wrapped in the barbecue fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

All sounds are silent.

After a long time, Xiu took out a delicate handkerchief, squatted down and gently wiped the blood on the girl's face.

His long eyelashes concealed most of his blood-colored eyes, which made him look extra gentle.

His gentle movements made him look like a brother to his doting sister, patient and meticulous.

"I appreciate smart people. I'm happy to do business with them."

"But it's a pity, Your Excellency seems to be reluctant."

The small corpse was like an exquisite puppet doll, allowing the young man to move and silently listening to the other party's words.

The white threads turned into dots of light and disappeared.

The blood on the bloody face was also wiped clean.

"Do you like brother?"

"like…"

"Do you want to get his exclusive favor?"

The youth's voice seems to have a magical power, arousing the deepest desire in the girl's heart.

This huge desire drove her to tilt her head slightly: "Think."

"What a nice boy."

The figure of the young man hid in the darkness and left slowly with the moonlight.

There was a gentle, almost treacherous light in the blood-colored eyes, and the pale index finger was slightly raised, and placed in the center of the smiling lips.

Hush