Seeing that Hoddle was unmoved, he opened his arms and hugged the girl in his arms tightly, with the attitude of a protector, and there was deep worry in his eyes.
He didn't know what happened to Croya
A sudden riot of energy.
Maybe it was the Fallen, because he felt the familiarity of this dark force.
... No, it won't be the Fallen.
He was the God of Darkness, and he never felt any sign of corruption in her.
"Kloa..."
The black-haired girl pursed her lips, showing obvious impatience, and said word by word, "Get out of the way."
She twirled the sickle in her hand.
The threat was palpable.
Silaire on the side also called her softly: "Master."
The girl turned her head and glanced at him, her eyes were indifferent, and there was nothing in them, as if she suddenly didn't recognize them.
Glancing once again at Hoddle who was hugging her, the girl raised her black scythe and pressed it against the man's beautiful neck, her face was expressionless, and her cold voice came out from her thin lips.
"Let go, or I'll kill you."
Hoddle was taken aback.
He moved his thin lips and said slowly: "I don't believe it."
The black-haired girl seemed to be irritated, her eyes and brows were full of impatience, she turned her hand, and the black sickle in her hand shrank instantly into a small dagger, facing the man in front of her.
He stabbed it with a knife.
The girl tugged at her thin red lips, and smiled viciously: "You are good-looking, I don't want you to die so dishonorably."
She seemed to be explaining what she had just done.
Hodel looked at her with a pale face, and there was an emotion in her black eyes that she couldn't understand, which made Fu Yue feel agitated.
It was strange that the knife went down, it didn't hit the real point, and there was not even blood.
Fu Yue couldn't help frowning.
what happened
There was a sadness in the man's eyes that she couldn't understand, his cold eyelashes trembled, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You want to kill me."
The girl cursed in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense."
She does not believe in evil.
The black sickle in his hand reappeared, and with a wave out of thin air, it slashed down in a beautiful arc like a crescent moon, and slashed straight at the body of the dark god.
The opponent's body just turned into a cloud of black mist, dissipated, and then condensed into a solid body again, unscathed.
Sadness flashed across the man's beautiful eyes.
He is a god, immortal and immortal.
Even if a god does not have a god body, it will not really fall.
He said softly: "You can't kill me."
The girl stretched out her hand and rubbed her head. She looked at the two people in front of her, saw Hoddle and Siler looking at her with eyes that she couldn't understand, and felt unreasonable anger in her heart.
The guy in black hugged her as soon as he came up, called her Kloa, and stood there motionless while she chopped.
Inexplicable neurosis.
And the blond man next to him had the same look in his eyes.
The black-haired girl took a step back, the sickle in her hand touched the ground, she turned around and wanted to leave.
"Master, don't you want Cyril?"
The blond man spoke suddenly.
Fu Yue frowned. She originally wanted to say that I don't know you, but a bad thought suddenly crossed her mind...
The girl slowly bent her lips.
She raised her eyes and smiled at Silaire, her lips were as soft as petals, uttering cold and heartless words.
"Yeah, I don't want you anymore."
After saying this, the girl turned around, and disappeared in place in a flash, leaving only the two pale-faced.
"Speak, don't count the words"
Dangdangdang~
This is the worst side of my daughter Fu Yue. It was Fu Yue who lost all humanity and good thoughts when he fell.
hiahiaahia~ I'm so excited.