The cold light refracted from the blade was reflected in Si Tu's struggling pupils.
Is she really... going to kill him
"Master, why don't you do it yet?"
Sasim opened his dark eyes, and stroked her cool cheek with his fingertips.
That look is like a god of compassion, watching its believers quietly.
The dagger in Si Tu's hand was almost unsteady, his voice trembling faintly,
"That bowl of soup..."
"The soup was delicious, as good as the first meal I had here."
Si Tu was in a daze, and then he remembered that the first night he came here was also cabbage and seafood soup.
She didn't even notice.
Tracing her red lips with his fingertips, Samuel looked very serious, as if he didn't see the dagger hanging on his chest.
"So you didn't fall asleep at all just now."
If you want to kiss, you are cheating her!
"Master wants to kill me, of course I will try my best to satisfy you."
Acting with her, just want to see if the dagger will be inserted into his chest in the end.
Unfortunately, he probably lost.
Through Situ's violet eyes, he found no emotions, not even fluctuations.
She is the most hard-hearted person in the world.
[Drip, the villain's blackening value has increased by 20 points]
[The host please make a decision early]
Whether it is to kill or not to kill, the villain's blackening value tends to be a dangerous value.
"Why?"
Why not choose to leave, or question her loudly
Si Tu's body was nearly stiff. She had killed countless monsters, but she never took the life of an innocent person.
And during this period of time, Samuel did not become the bloodthirsty Great Demon King in the future.
He had a chance to grow better, but she didn't give him this chance.
So she... , did something wrong
But before Situ could react, he was overturned and crushed by the sudden eruption of Sasim.
The dagger in his hand sank into his chest little by little, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.
"Are you crazy?"
It was the first time she had seen such a desperate person.
"I've been crazy since I met you. Anyway, you saved my life. If you want to take it, take it back."
At the last sentence, Sasim sneered in a low voice as if he had exhausted all his strength.
I thought that he could also be favored by the God of Light, but unfortunately, the abyss will always be with him.
Maybe it's fate.
He was born ominous, and should have been rejected by the world, even his mother would choose to abandon him for the sake of his brother.
So in this world, there is nothing that cannot be given up.
But before that, he still wanted to touch the only light in his life again.
Leaning down, Sasim looked crazy, grabbing and plundering the sweetness that belonged to her alone.
And the dagger was deeply sent into his beating heart along with his movements.
"Sa..."
Before Si Tu could react, she lost the right of priority.
This kiss was not tender and cozy, but wildly plundering like a wild beast, with a paranoid morbidity.
I vowed to drag her into hell together!
But, he couldn't bear it.
With the rapid flow of blood, Sa Sim's eyes became blurred, but she still did not let go of the shackles on her.
To be able to die in her arms must be regarded as the grace of the God of Light.
The strong smell of blood rushed into Situ's nose, the light-colored bed sheet was stained red with blood, and his breathing gradually stopped.
Until the warm body began to feel cold.
His neck rested on her shoulders, like a little beast just looking for a sense of security.
Helpless and weak.
The blood on his chest gradually dried up, but Ke Situ no longer had the courage to pull it out.
Perhaps, even without her noticing, her fingertips were trembling.
For the first time, a gleam of guilt appeared in those avoiding eyes.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Samuel is dead.
He chose to give his heart to her, loyal like a knight.
Putting a light kiss on his cheek, Situ said softly,
"Good night, my sweetheart."
All the grievances between them were resolved at this moment.
He killed her twice, and she killed him.
Reasonable but contradictory.
But the result has already been settled, and the rest of the entanglement will only be irony.
Si Tu has already prepared manpower to deal with the murder that will happen tonight.
The coffin was quietly carried away. No one knew that a man named Sasim left this world tonight.
"Find a good cemetery and have a good burial."
Throwing the bloody money bag to those people, Situ put on a black cloak, turned and left stiffly.
Her hands were still stained with his blood, and she couldn't wipe them off, as if the God of Light intended to punish her for her sins.
[He is dead]
The future Great Demon King is dead, and this plane should end.
[Theoretically, this is the case, but another possibility cannot be ruled out]
Si Tu's heart trembled, and he had a bad premonition.
[The death of the villain does not mean the end of the end]
The system's words are very euphemistic, it doesn't dare to provoke its own host anymore.
[That is to say, there will be a second Sasim standing out]
Si Tu chuckled softly.
[Okay, I know what to do]
If you want to solve the collapse of the plane, the root is to deal with the contradiction between the nobles and the poor.
And as the sole heir of the Magritte family, she has the right and the ability to break the checks and balances that have existed for a hundred years.
Therefore, in the next step, she must inherit the title as soon as possible.
In the dark night, a black figure quickly passed through the cemetery.
The surroundings were filled with thick blood, and when Fer arrived at the place agreed with Thasm.
There were neat broken limbs all over the floor, coupled with the gusts of wind all around, hiss, it was a bit cold.
However, the way the master kills people is not elegant at all.
After all, he is also a fallen angel, isn't he
"Congratulations, Master, for recovering your divine power."
Phil knelt on the ground with a respectful gesture.
"You are late."
It made him have to deal with these ants himself.
Sam took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped his blood-stained fingers, his black eyes were particularly dark.
The corner of Phil's mouth twitched slightly. Wasn't it because he wasted a little time looking for the remaining partners.
But as a qualified subordinate, Fair maintains etiquette and elegance.
"What is the master's plan for the future?"
Throwing the veil casually, a bloodthirsty smile slowly formed on the corner of Sasim's mouth,
"Of course I'm going to find my good brother."
The dagger glowing with strange light was extremely dim at the moment, as if seeing some terrible devil, it restrained its light.
The things from the Temple of Light were naturally handled by Temple.
"Clean up here, I believe you will do very well."
The smell of blood made him uncomfortable, and Sam walked away from the cemetery, leaving behind a reluctant Fer.
Dare to feel that his powerful subordinates under the seat of fallen angels have all been reduced to sweeping cemeteries
Samuel glanced over: Do you have an opinion
Fair: Crying, the big devil is so scary.
(end of this chapter)