non-deacon

Ye Jiao slowly straightened up from Torrance, smiled apologetically at him, and spoke sincerely.

"My dear sir, I am sorry to have caused you trouble, but please believe that this was not my intention, and I would like to extend my sincerest apologies to you here."

The man's humble, courteous and gentle attitude can easily make people feel good, and people can easily believe his words.Almost all the dignitaries who saw this scene felt that the man's words came from his heart, and seeing his pale but not flustered face, it was obvious that there was no ghost in his heart, probably because he was frightened?After all, looking at his clothes, he seemed to be just someone's servant, so everyone turned their eyes back. This kind of small role didn't deserve their attention.

Torrance smiled. He raised a hand and pinched the chin of the person in front of him fearlessly, and said with a smile: "Yo, have you forgotten me so soon? Sir? It seems that you have a good time with your new master." Very good, but who gave you the right? You traitor!"

The young man’s eyes were filled with sarcasm and anger. His purpose of living was gone. He used to have Luca, but Luca was gone. Then he met that demon again. He thought that at least this demon belonged to him. But in the end, I found out that this was just my own wishful thinking!

So what hope is there for him to live?Not even a reason to expect it.

There was a bright red in Torrance's eyes, which was a stubborn light, and he wanted to tear everything in front of him like an angry bull.

Ye Jiao frowned, he didn't expect... Hey, it's not that he didn't expect it, but he still felt a little uncomfortable seeing Torrance like this, um, uncomfortable, like a sapling he pruned by himself, Obviously, it has been cut into the appearance of my ideal, but why are you still not satisfied with the result?

Like all teenagers, he should have the youthful vigor of this age and the infinite fantasy of the future, but he can only see endless madness and destruction in his eyes, and his navy blue eyes seem to be dyed with fire. burn it.

"teacher!"

Charles ran out and shook off Torrance's hand on Yejiao's chin, and carefully straightened his hands to look at it, but it was a little red. He first glanced at the man in front of him, then turned around and looked at him with deep eyes. Looking at a person who was about his age, he said in a calm and stressful voice: "I am Charles Phantomhive, I shouldn't be so rude, but this person is my respected teacher, so no matter what the reason You must apologize to my teacher for the reason!"

The person in front of him looked at him and then at Ye Jiao behind him, with an incomprehensible smile in his eyes, and said in a mocking voice: "Really? I didn't know that the servant of my Torrance mansion He became Phantomhive's tutor."

Charles glanced at Ye Jiao, who didn't answer.

Torrance lowered her body and almost pressed against Charles's body, with a sly gleam in her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Hey, why don't we have a competition? I'll apologize if you win, and answer if you lose. I have a few questions."

Charles glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Compared to what?"

"sword!"

Charles was indifferent. This Torrance was indeed as arrogant and arrogant as the rumors said. Although he didn't speak, his eyes had already told Torrance his answer.

Heh, Torrance smiled with the corners of his mouth open, and his eyes shone with the brilliance of being sure to win, like a hunter who has already opened a big net and is waiting for the prey to hit him and swallow him.

At this time, Hannah had already pushed the huge purple glass bowl piano in the center of the hall, and was about to start her bewitching performance.

The smooth and bright piano body must be precisely controlled to play wonderful music. The purple devil sticks out his slippery tongue and licks his beautiful fingers slowly and carefully, which is sexy and charming.

The Chinese music was played, and the sound of the glazed bowl qin squeaked, hoarse, whimpered and whimpered in every corner of the mansion, both elegant and intoxicating, making everyone who heard it seem to be immersed in great joy middle.

In the next room, two teenagers stood facing each other holding swords, their bodies were tense, their eyes were awe-inspiring, and they were about to strike.

The two demons stood behind their masters, Sebastian's eyes were calm and even joyful, while Claude's eyes were cold and indifferent and a little bit annoyed.

Torrance's self-assertion annoyed him, and before he had fully figured out how to take the soul from the opposite demon's hand, he confronted Charr in advance, which made him a bit handy.

Torrance, like a butterfly in the flames, every movement of its wings carries the heat of life, and his soul burns with the colors of destruction and madness.However, Phantom Hewig's soul has the taste of making the devil crazy, hatred and obsession, as well as the warmth of humanity hidden under the two.

This is a soul that would drive any demon crazy, with the deepest and strongest fragrance, so Claude sacrificed Torrance's soul to get him.

The devil's thick greed was about to overflow his eyes, and his handsome and cold face couldn't hide a little bit of greed for him. A cool smile appeared on Ye Jiao's face, and he whispered in Sebastian's ear. Bian said: "Food? Sexual evil (ye two sounds)? There are really not many demons like you."

The sound of fencing sounded, and the two teenagers stabbed at each other quickly and accurately. Sebastian looked down at him and said, "Demons have no attachments, they kill and fight just for what they want, because time and life They are far stronger than humans, so they are derailed from the world. The withering of a spring and winter may be just a time for us to open our eyes, so human beings are weak to us, even a flower from the devil world. Since they can become rations, why? Do you want to waste your emotions on them?"

Seeing that the smile on one person's face deepened, the demon smiled again: "But every demon has different interests, and I'm just implementing my own aesthetics."

"Including obsession with the soul?"

The demon's eyes suddenly became sharper, taking on a bloodthirsty color like a sharp sword, but the person in front of him gave a cry like a hooligan, and said, "Pretentious."

Although Sebastian didn't understand the meaning of the word, he could still feel the strange emotion it brought, and there was a faint trace of a black line cracking on his forehead.Well, this lunatic has the power to wreak havoc on decency and false magic.

bump!Torrance's moves were even more vicious, all of them were terribly fierce. While scolding the lunatic in his heart, Charles was also a little annoyed, and his attacks became more vicious, all his moves were aimed at Torrance's vitals parts.

However, this seemed to arouse Torrance's viciousness even more, the sharp sword body was entangled with the arrow in Charles' hand in an instant, and he stabbed forward desperately, without avoiding the long sword already pointing at his shoulder at all. .

Phew, a bunch of blood spouted from Torrance's shoulder, Charles' eyelids jumped, Torrance's sword was already aimed at his chest, and it would be unpredictable if the sword went down.

However, he felt someone tugged on his waist, and his body was pulled back. The demon behind him firmly caught him, and suddenly a tall and straight figure stood in front of Torrance, firmly grasping the body with two fingers. He clamped the tip of his sword, and looked at the young man in front of him indifferently.

Torrance smiled, his long bangs drooping in a mess, he raised his chin proudly and said to Charles: "You lost."

Charles was silent for a moment: "What do you want to ask?"

Hahaha, what do I want to ask?what can i ask? !Torrance cast a glance at the demon standing behind him, and said coldly: "Did your demon Sebastian destroy a village a few years ago? If you don't know, you can order your demon to answer I."

"Sebastian, I order you to answer him!"

Sebastian said respectfully: "Yes, mylord." He turned around and said to Torrance indifferently: "No."

"Lie! Don't try to lie to me!" Torrance yelled at him, then turned and glanced at the demon who had been standing behind him. The demon's face was calm and calm, making it impossible to doubt him.

Ye Jiao had already let go of his arrow, and silently looked at Torrance, whose expression was getting more and more crazy. Charles stepped forward and said to Torrance, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

Torrance stared at the person standing in front of her without saying a word, "Claude!"

"Yes, sir." Claude said respectfully behind him, Torrance quickly glanced at him and then looked back, but Claude suddenly had a bad feeling, and quickly looked at Tolan look west.

Sure enough, Torrance suddenly raised the arrow that had been put down and stabbed at Charles with a sword, fast and hard.

"Master!"

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat, but stopped before he could move. Torrance's sword was firmly held, and it was Claude who held the sword, Sebastian An's eyes flashed a few traces of darkness for an instant.

Ye Jiao pulled Charles a few steps away from Torrance, and Sebastian also quickly stood behind Charles, meeting Charles' questioning eyes, Ye Jiao just shook his head, and turned his eyes again. He threw himself at the two masters and servants in the field.

Oh, what master and servant, it's just a game between demons and gourmet food.

The sound of Liuliwanqin was flowing slowly, and Torrance looked at his demon with tears and smiles, his demon, hahaha, Torrance laughed wildly from the bottom of his heart, watching him die, and thinking about other demons all day long. The demon of the soul other than the master!

Torrance got it, ha ha ha, Torrance got it all!He laughed wildly, completely ignoring the gazes of the people looking at him, laughing wildly and desperately, the desperate Torrance.

"Master...", Claude wanted to explain something, but Torrance's eyes were like the flames of hell, inside was a dying and unwilling desperate soul, Torrance looked at it with devouring eyes looked at him.

"Master? In the end..." His voice slowed down slowly, like a lover's most gentle poison, slowly entangled Claude like a vine, and suddenly said fiercely: "Who is your master?" !!"