Since the night of the night, I was raised by Mussia.

I have been the responsibility of my sister...

Take care of the children in those monasteries who are much smaller than themselves.

But... Nai night did not fulfill this responsibility, even if Murcia finally entrusted it, but... at the end of the night, she was only able to look at it and turn it into a sea of ​​fire with the monastery.

Nai night stumbled and ran towards the room in memory...

Dragon God! If you really exist, please bless that child!

Nai night prayed in her heart, this is the first time in her life to pray to the gods.

She has no way other than prayer!

Because the speed is too fast, coupled with the injury on the body, the night can not control his body fell to the ground at the corner, but immediately support the body, walked toward the familiar room door...

Blood... dripping at the door of this door.

Nai’s heart sank... I wanted to reach out and hold the doorknob, but there was no way to twist it.

When the sword is clearly held, it is so stable.

Nai night is afraid.

After fear of opening the door, the scenery in the village once again reappeared in front of him.

At that time, there was no power, and I was only able to watch it happen.

But now? After doing a deal with that man... is it still so incompetent?

Nai night pushed the door open, and the weight of the door was heavier than any weapon she had ever held.

The door was pushed open, originally for the vampire. The taste represents the **** taste of the food. Now, after pouring into the smell of the night, Nai night only thinks that it is a sword...

Not something delicious.

A sword that penetrates the last hope of your heart.

"Xing Luo!"

Nai night suddenly opened the door, and the scenery in the room was still like that of Nai night.

A small pool of blood was piled up on the floor in front of the door. The petite body fell to the ground, unable to reach out to the door, trying to touch the door, but was cut off by a sharp blade.

Repeat in the brain of the night.

Don't... Nai night can't accept this reality...

Obviously there is power... but reality can't be changed anyway.

This feeling of powerlessness makes Nai night almost collapse.

Just a soft cry. Pulling Nai night back from the edge of the crash.

"Nai...night sister?"

This familiar voice.

Nai night suddenly raised her head and looked at the bed. I found a petite body hiding in the dark, sitting on the bed holding a pillow, and looking at myself with fear.

I was just scared.

Only Nai night did not say anything, ran over. Hug the girl named Xing Luo. Fragile to the shoulders that would be broken as if they were pinched. Hold tightly.

"It's really great... It's really good... you're fine..." Nai night kept repeating this sentence, and the tears of the eyes sighed with disappointment.

Nai night does not expect her to have any right to control her own life, can get any redemption...

It was only the power she exchanged for at this price. I just don’t want to let the scene in the village take away everything.

This time no!

The dragon **** seems to have heard her prayers.

Nai night can feel the breathing of Xingluo, the speed of the heart beating, although very tiny, slender...

But she is still alive...

This is better than anything.

"Nice night sister." Star Luo stroked the back of the night, for the over-exciting behavior of Nai night, after the surprise, it revealed a relief.

It is like a mother who is comforted by a child who has been wronged.

The ages are quite different, but there is no sense of violation.

"Is there no uncomfortable place on my body?" After the night wiped away the tears, Nai Luo grabbed the hands of Xing Luo, still afraid of the cruelty of the horrible assassin.

"No, I am very good night sister."

After the star shook his head, he saw the face that was close to the night and pulled the scarf around his neck, indicating that there was no problem.

Nai night did not propose to check her body for such a rash move, because in the casual glimpse of the night, Nai night found that the skin surrounded by the scarf is also burned like a cockroach...

More than just the forehead, Xingluo may have this twisted scarlet skin all over the body...

For any woman who loves beauty, it is absolutely not intended to show the side of others.

The same is true of Xingluo.

Nai night sat on the bed and star-faced with Xing Luo. Xing Luo shrank his neck like a little squirrel, and once again raised the corner of the scarf, fearing that the night would peep into the ugly part of his body.

After Nai night calmed down his inner heart, he politely leaned back a bit. After the little vampire was found in the senses, he sniffed the smell of blood in the air. It was definitely the right thing.

So why does this little girl who seems to have no resistance can escape in the hands of a top assassin?

And there is no wound in Xingluo, and a pool of blood on the ground...

"That... that... Nai night sister."

Perceived the doubts of Nai night, Xing Luo weakened his hand.

"Actually, I... there seems to be a special ability to say..."

special power?

Nai night looked over at Xingluo and found that with the gray light overflowing on the hand of Xingluo, the **** the wheelchair next to the window had a girl who was exactly the same as Xingluo’s appearance.

It’s just that her expression is numb, like a puppet.

But Nai night in this doll, I feel the blood of human hooligans?

"phantom?"

"Like...is it..." Xingluo was somewhat uncertain. This illusion did not last long and disappeared. At this time, Xinglu’s forehead overflowed with a lot of sweat and gasped slightly.

It seems that the use of this power is very burdensome for her.

A little girl... can you fool a top killer with this inferior trick?

Nai night no way to be sure...

But she would rather believe that this is true.

Because Xingluo is still alive, it is better than anything else.

As soon as I thought about it, a strange snoring suddenly sounded in the room.

Star Luo heard his face turned red and lowered his head.

This is the sound of her stomach. The use of strength needs energy to support it. Xingluo has not eaten well in one night...

"I will go eat it for you right away."

"But Nai night sister, those outside the airship need you to command it?"

As a singer, Xing Luo’s hearing is still very sensitive. She can hear that the scenery on the airship has become a mess after the gargoyle attack.

"But your body..."

"It's okay... I brought some snacks, um, actually there is one more thing."

When Star Luo said here, there was an anxious mood on his face.

"The housekeeper who helped me out for dinner, I have never been back since I was, I am afraid that he will have something to do, can you help me find him?"

"Then how can I find it?" Nai night also knows the current state of affairs. After finding her housekeeper, she can let the butler take care of her.

"If you meet him, Nai Night Sister, you will know."

Xing Luo smiled, the smile could not understand at night...

"Okay." Nai Ye once again chose to believe in Xingluo, probably born in a big aristocratic family. There are not many people wearing a house suit on this airship. It is very simple to find one by one. "Be careful."

The gargoyle disappeared after the mourners were beheaded by Nai night, but the room still has windows.

Seeing that the night is still not very reassuring, Xing Luo lifted his little fist.

"I am also very powerful, Nai night sister."

The gray energy is overflowing in the hands of Xingluo, and the level is definitely not weaker than any gargoyle.

She is not weak.

At the end of the night, she still walked out of the door with a sly mood to help the guards to appease the emotions of the passengers.

Just after leaving at night.

The scene of deja vu appeared again.

Star Luo sat on the bed... The lights drove the back of the star to be long and long.

But another figure appeared quietly in the room, next to the figure of Xingluo.

That is the ghost of death and resurrection...

Gray and white tattered robes ~lightnovelpub.net~ and the metal mask that looks like a skull.

The blade with a silvery white glow, once again aimed at the girl sitting on the bed.

The mourner...falls here...but he is not giving death...but...

"It’s so slow, you’re a makeup artist. You’ve not only failed the mission this time, but you are late for bringing me dinner.”

The girl changed her original weak and pure appearance, and turned back, the faint amber pupil flashed in the light...

"It is clear that the target is in a poisoned state, but it still fails. If you continue to do so, then you will do it in front of me. If you die, you will be able to pay it back? Is it dead?"

She repeated the sentence, and a pure smile appeared again on her face.

Ps: I haven't asked for a subscription for a long time, I want a monthly ticket, I recommend it! On the weekend, the princes... It’s time to explode! (To be continued.)