Devil

"Make me the magic base of the town house, show you the house, give you the nursing home, and pay for transportation and the cemetery."

With a strong vitality, the head is still separated from the body of the body, and the mouth is still one by one. Without the aid of the trachea, he can only silently say his last words.

The scarlet eyes are round and round, and there is still a smirk of smile on the corner of his mouth. The last legacy of the male monster is fixed on a crazy expression.

Beyond madness, his smile is a bit smug.

what! He successfully made an account with his friends! Promised to give the killer the transportation fee, he didn’t have that much money in his hand...

The black-haired monster stood in the place and did not move for a long time.

The rain has been going down.

His body has been soaked in rain.

The monsters on the ground that are blood are also washed away.

Even the head of the black-haired monster in his hand was washed away from the original face.

Ignore the crazy expression and the scarlet of the scarlet, it is a man who looks very hearty.

The thirst of the land in the yard absorbs the rain that falls from the sky until it is too saturated and the mud becomes mud.

Then, the black hair monster in the yard began to move.

It wasn't his body that had any movements, he just squirmed his lips.

A long, sloppy text spit out from his rotten half of the lips. After seeing the half of the monster that had fallen on the ground, the surface of the body gradually appeared a strange golden pattern. The color of the whole body gradually changed from the original bronze color. It turns into dark gold, and when the aunt's lips are closed again, the monster has become a metal casting.

At this time, the ground has changed.

It suddenly became a swamp. The original muddy land suddenly began to bubble up and was constantly turned from the ground. The body of the monster on the ground seemed to be sucked by it. The body gradually sank, and the black soil swallowed his hands and feet. Calf and forearm... The corpse is gradually hidden under the soil.

Then, the black magical object threw the head in his hand.

Looking at the black soil gradually drowning the back of the skull, ears, cheeks, facial features...

At the last point, when the tip of the nose disappeared, the black ground was already clean, as if nothing had happened. The soil turned out from the ground replaced the soil of the original local watch, not only the body, but even the monster was originally on the ground. A pool of blood has disappeared without a trace.

The taste of water;

The taste of blood;

The taste of the soil;

And... the smell of body **...

A variety of flavors of rain caused by the waterfall into the nose, the black hair magic object reached into the arms, took out a packet of seeds, and then spilled over to the place where the body sank.

"This is the seed of the millennium."

"This flower grows only on the firm flesh and blood. With loyalty as a nutrient and forgiveness as a rain dew, if you say that you have not betrayed me, those words are not that you take the initiative to inform others, then --"

"Show me the flowers."

The green seeds glow in the dark, like gems scattered in the rain curtain, and then fall into the black soil, as if there is life, chasing the fresh flesh that has just been annihilated, and finally disappeared. .

As early as the rain was getting bigger, I was holding a black egg and standing under the eaves to hide from the rain.

Although it is a dream, this dream is really terrible, just a few seconds late, and the body of Huanhuan has been wet for a long time. If it is himself, he is not afraid, but is this not a black egg?

Although the black egg's hot spring water work needs to make him the first one to soak in the cold water every day, the black egg does not seem to be afraid of cold, but there are still some traditional concepts to adhere to.

I was afraid that the little monster would be wet by the heavy rain, and I would stand under the eaves after holding the black egg.

The black egg was scared at first, but after a while it took the initiative to probe.

When he saw the aunt throwing out the green seeds, he couldn't help but stick out his small claws.

"Yeah!" Green, sparkling things, completely hit the preferences of the little magic.

After learning about what the black egg wants to catch, but from a distance, if someone can see the successor and the black egg, this action is like a black-haired magical object in the black egg.

As if I heard something, I heard that the black-haired monsters in the yard suddenly turned their heads in their direction.

His appearance is so terrible, and it seems completely different from now, however -

In the eyes of the successor, the dark-haired man in the yard at the moment is completely coincident with the former aunt.

The whole body is soaked, faceless, standing stiff, there looks so... then...

"Black egg, hug me, then it may rain a little, hide in my clothes and don't come out." After the joy, he picked up a t-shirt and stuffed the black egg from below, then ran to it regardless of his own. In the pouring rain, looking at the black-haired monster standing there with his body standing, he did not know how to pull him under the eaves.

But the rain is so big.

His body made a choice instead of him -

Reaching out his hand, he succeeded in pulling the left hand of the aunt under the cloak.

In the next second, the black scorpion of the stagnant water is accurately aligned in the air with the same black eyelids.

When the eyes were aligned, for a moment, Ji Huan almost thought that he would be smouldering under the gaze of the other side -

That is a very dangerous feeling.

Ji Huan first realized what it feels like Abu and others secretly whispered, "Auntie is terrible."

But he did not back down.

The stiff hand took the aunt's hand, and after the joy felt that he had held a piece of bone... There was still festering meat on it, half of it was greasy, and half of it was dry...

After holding the things in his hand, he felt his hand being gripped by the opponent's backhand.

"You, who?" The black-haired monster, who was nearly one head taller than himself, hanged down and suddenly asked him.

The voice is no sad and no joy, very calm.

"I... I am a successor." Ming dressed in clothes, after the joy but felt like he was naked and exposed to the other side, he had a dizzy, but finally said his name.

Then the opposite black hair monster blinked, as if recalling the owner of the name.

"The rain is too big, I have to hide from the rain." Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang, Zhang Huan finally only said such a sentence, then took the aunt to walk to the room behind him.

I didn't pull it at first, but it was only a moment. I soon felt awkward after the joy.

The black hair monster was pulled by him like that, until he walked into the house.

After the joy of picking up the keys on the body, open the door, familiar with the light switch in the dark, "啪", the room is instantly bright.

There is almost no change in the furnishings in the house. It is a little chaotic. It is obvious that the aunt did not spend any time in this house.

After the aunt took the aunt and sat down at the table, then went to the kitchen to burn a pot of hot water. When he burned the water, he walked to the bathroom and then hugged the towel inside.

He pulled the black egg out of his arms and threw the smallest towel to him. The black egg wiped his towel like a decent towel.

Auntie did not mean to wipe at all. After winning the shackles, he finally picked up the biggest towel. But if he wanted to wipe the aunt, he would uncover the cloak on his head. He extended his hand and hesitated. Finally, After careful touch of the edge of the cloak, seeing the aunt did not object, he opened the dirty cloak in one breath.

A face that was so bad that I couldn't see the original face was so close to the front of the eyes.

The owner of the face looked at him calmly, with a cautious look.

However, the reaction of Huanhuan was very common, as if the face in front of him was a normal face. He took the towel and began to wipe the other person's hair.

The towel that was wiped down not only represented dirty black, but also red blood, and yellow with a strange taste.

That is the pustule of the wound.

After a calm face, he handled the wound on his face.

His hand is very stable, and it is extremely gentle when rubbed into a few pustules that have not yet been broken.

When the rain on his body was almost the same, the kitchen suddenly heard the sound of the kettle.

"The water is on, you are waiting, I am going to get the water." After the joy, he lowered his head and looked calm at the dark eyes of the black hair monster.

Then turn your head to the white ring of the black egg.

"You are waiting." He let the black egg continue to sit on the table and wait.

The black egg is very afraid of the aunt, but seeing it, his reaction is now normal, so let the two people stay for a while... it should be nothing.

Anyway, this is a dream.

I thought about it in my heart. I still raised the kettle with the fastest speed. He was a neat and tidy. After a while, he found a bottle of molasses in the cupboard. He put a finger on it and put it in his mouth and tasted it: No bad, he drank two cups of honey.

After the joyful preparation of a large basin - he is now taking this pot of laundry, it is now this time, the appropriate amount of salt is sprinkled into the water, followed by a large basin of light salt water.

Get these things out of the kitchen, and then put two cups on the table.

"Sweet water." The words are concise, but they are familiar words.

When the black-haired monster still didn’t know why, the black little monster took the initiative to climb the cup. His strength was certainly not enough for him to pick up the cup. He lowered his head and stretched out the small tongue like a kitten. Sweet water.

It was discovered that the aunt did not move, and after the joy, he put another cup in his hand.

Then put a new towel into the salt water basin, wring it out and then re-administer the wound to the aunt.

"It will hurt a little." After that, he started to work.

The black-haired monster looked at the young man who was serious about handling the wound. He looked down at the cup with his heat and finally looked at the little magic that was still there.

Lifting the cup, he drank a swig of water.

So sweet -

The dry throat was moistened by warm sweet water, and he sighed long.

The inside of the mouth is beginning to rot. Now, this glass of water is the only taste that he has tasted recently.

The black-haired monster did not make a sound, let him follow him on his body. He just carried the cup and took a bite, and drank the honey in it.