The Villain’s Little Cutie

Virgil thinks the current Assi is so strange, but their elves are the best at distinguishing others.

This person is simply Asi.

So he had to say seriously: "I don't know, but the white elves are indeed the most powerful."

Assi gave a faint cry.

"Can I look at your wings?"

Virgil just hesitated for a moment, then turned around.

The long hair concealed the wings.

Asi stretched out his hand to loosen his hair, and the knife in his hand suddenly approached.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and the always clear eyes were full of fierceness at this time.

Suddenly--

"what!"

Virgil's eyes widened.

Asi held the **** wings in his hands and looked down at Virgil, who was dying on the ground.

The elf was lying on the ground feebly, and his already-white face was pale at this time.

"Why?"

He was puzzled.

The brown-gray eyes were full of grievances and doubts.

Her wings were cut off abruptly, but the pain in his back was not as painful as in his heart.

Asi looked down at him.

He smiled and said, "Little elf, you are still too innocent. Why do you think I approached you in the first place? Not for your wings!"

"No! You weren't like this before! You are kind to me!"

Virgil didn't believe it.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"It used to be good to you. How can you believe me and let me cut off your wings so smoothly?"

Her eyes were full of indifference and sarcasm.

All of these were cut into Virgil's heart one by one.

"Tell you little elf, it was all my disguise before this, I hate you, I hate your elf form, it's very ugly."

"I'm going home this time. It's just to discuss with my father how to find your wings. Don't be affectionate."

Assi smiled, but there was no half smile in his eyes.

She took Virgil's wings and left.

And the little elf lying on the ground was stained red with blood.

The brown-gray eyes shed the last teardrop.

The petals of the flower room slowly scattered, and the wind blew the petals on the ground.

Falling slowly, covering Virgil's body.

In an instant, it disappeared completely.

What followed was Virgil who stood up in blood.

He closed his eyes tightly, and the wound on his back slowly scabbed, and two small bulges came out.

The night in the Elf Forest is always beautiful, accompanied by a little bit of starlight.

But tonight, the strong wind blew, and it suddenly went dark.

Virgil slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes that had always been clear were only dark at this time.

The dark eyes are no longer the brilliance of the past.

Crunchy.

He stepped forward on fallen leaves.

Upon hearing the sound, a group of elves flew around in mid-air.

"Ah! Look, where are Virgil's wings?"

"Yes, yes, and his eyes, why are they black! It's scary!"

The elves flew around Virgil, his lips pursed anxiously.

Reaching out, the group of elves were swept down by him.

"Virgil!"

The elf queen suddenly appeared and shouted.

He raised his eyes and looked over, with a slight smile on his lips.

"what!!!"

"It's all lie to me, what you say is for my good."

"Assi, you will suffer retribution!"

He cursed fiercely, with tearing pain in his heart.