Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

On this continent, ordinary nobles or some wealthy small families would wear rings for decoration, and it has no other meaning.

"What did you give me the ring for?"

The other party didn't speak, and there was no other reaction, just quietly buried his head on my shoulder.

Medical bills paid in advance?

I couldn't help feeling a little funny, shook my head, helped the other person's shoulders, and leaned him against the wall.

During the whole process, the other party did not respond at all.

I heard the sound of birds circling their wings in the sky, and heard their crisp singing.

I also heard the sound of water droplets splashing from the fish in the river not far away.

There was still a faint smell of blood lingering at the tip of his nose.

I fumbled to pick up the basket on the side, and headed towards the direction I remembered to find the pharmacist.

The silver-haired young man has a slender figure, in the light, in the shadows of the trees, he walked away quickly, without turning back a step.

The black-haired young man sat there quietly, in the feathers of the white bird, in the dark fragrance of the purple vines, softly closed his eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep for a long, long time.

That one-person wedding finally came to an unknown curtain under the most romantic light, shadow and sea of ​​flowers.

The god who lost his power sat there quietly.

Black scales covered his whole body, and finally, when the wind blowing from the river swept over him, they scattered into fine pieces of light, and disappeared into the sky.

Under the corner of the wall with wisteria flowers, there was only a beautiful white flower, swaying gently in the wind, as if nothing had happened.

In the end the pharmacist didn't accept the ring because he didn't see any patients.

Sherrill was thrown down by a dirty little fox in a daze.

The fox wept pitifully in his arms, saying that it felt the disappearance of the god.

Sherrill didn't understand, and thought his fox had been wronged on the way to find him, so he coaxed the fox carefully and took the fox to take a bath.

That plain ring stayed on his ring finger. For some unknown reason, Cheryl didn't take it off. He just rubbed the ring carefully in the dark night, not knowing what he was thinking.

The town is still the same town, always peaceful and happy.

Deep in the forest.

A beautiful and lonely old castle stands quietly.

Inside the tower, countless blood-colored vines entwine, as if they were alive, sucking the blood of the person in the middle.

He bowed his head, his blond hair flowing down smoothly, covering his face.

A huge blood-colored vine pierced his chest, and the dark blood fell drop by drop along the vine, splashing blood on the floor.

This person seemed to be lifeless, his fingers were so pale that they were entangled with other tiny vines, making him look a little scary.

After an unknown period of time, the speed of blood dripping slowed down.When the sun disappeared into the sky, there was no sign of flow.

The originally strong vines seemed to be sucked away by something, and turned into dead branches in an instant. After that, they couldn't bear the weight of the person, and shattered feebly in the room of the high tower.

The blond young man stood up slowly from the ground, looked up at the moonlight in front of the window, his voice was hoarse and charming, with deep nostalgia: "Teacher."

"Hurry up...my strength is getting weaker..."

An ethereal and strange voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"teacher."

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Above the void, in the boundless abyss where countless needles rotate.

The dark god sitting on the throne raised his head slightly, and let out a doubt: "Huh?"