......

Herat slowly widened his dog's eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

The bloody hands holding the girl's shoulders did not tear the girl's body in half as it imagined, but trembled for a long time, and finally slowly slid down to the girl's slender waist, and then gently hugged her.

The girl hugged the devil tightly, and the devil finally returned a gentle hug that should never have existed.

It is clearly the devil who only relies on instinct to act and has no thinking or emotions. Why is this happening?

Could it be that treating the girl in her arms gentlely has also become the instinct of this silver-haired devil?

Or, the girl's deep emotions transformed into the ruthless one?

Herat couldn't think of the answer, and in the end he had to attribute it to the incredible miracle created by great love.

"Wang!"

Thinking of this, Herat couldn't help but bark without wildness.

If there is a mirror in front of him, it will see its expression at the moment - it is a smirk that is so stupid that it cannot be foolish.

In front of it, in the "hell" covered with blood and minced meat, the blonde girl and the silver-haired "devil" hugged each other tightly, and the black beams kept hitting the invisible barrier, like fireworks that kept blooming, spreading the monsters surrounding them outward one after another, but they were trembling and dared not approach, and did not dare to disturb the girl and "devil" who were intoxicated by embracing.

The afterglow of the setting sun paints beautiful rouge on the sky.

He hugged her, never separated for a long time, waiting for the coming night and the no longer far tomorrow.

Facing this beautiful scene,

Herat, a single dog, can only be, besides giggling,
Chapter completed!