"But she looks very beautiful." Ling Xiaotu argued: "But if you say you don't dare, I can still understand it. There is not a man in the whole castle...,,,note, I said humans...dare
When I got into her bed, she looked like a bright and mottled female spider."
Xuanyuan Xuantian didn't answer, Ling Xiaotu continued talking without any concern:
"But even if you have an affair, the world before is better. At least you are richer, and someone will give you living expenses even if you run away from home. This is better than being a butler whose parents both died in a Frankenstein castle. Oh, there are other things in that world.
Cars, cell phones, computers and DVDs.”
"I don't think there's anything good about it." Xuanyuan Xuantian said.[
"At least it's better than here."
"It's not necessarily much better."
Ling Xiaotu was startled for a moment and looked at him in surprise, but did not answer.
Xuanyuan Xuantian was right. The heavenly master she once knew didn't like to reveal his heart, but she knew that he had been burying those fears and pains deep in his soul.
But here, he is not the terrible dead person, he is just a young man who lost his parents.
The magical power of the hourglass allowed them to live another life.
The pain and experiences of the past are like frosted glass, you can only see them faintly, let alone feel them.
Although, she still remembers the heart-pounding sweetness of occasionally coming into contact with Xuanyuan Xuantian, and she also remembers the coldness that came from his soul after he overused his power.
"It's so wonderful here, Xuanyuan Xuantian." Ling Xiaotu said:
"We are all like real humans, you don't feel cold, you have a real human temperature, and I,,,,I can't say this life is very interesting, but it is completely different,,,,"
She bleeds, and she hasn't bleed for a long, long time.
It all seems like a luxury.
She hated herself for being like this.
And what about Xuanyuan Xuantian?
Xuanyuan Xuantian is good at destruction.
They really are a perfect combination.
They walked silently through the narrow and winding path, which was deliberately separated into no sight lines, making people feel stuffy.
The last time they came, they fell directly from above, but who would have thought at that time.