The evil host always goes offline

Chapter 94 Mirror Image of Heart (31)

Hui Sheng, who was holding on to the armrest, suddenly raised his head, his eyes sharp and cold, like a biting knife piercing the heart.

Hill paused in her gaze.

The next moment, a huge magic seal wheel fell from the sky, pressing him down hard.

Hui Sheng's wings changed very quickly, taking only a few breaths.

The thick white feathers covered the skeleton of the wings one by one, looking holy and beautiful, but there was no joy on her face, only the cold sharpness of a frozen soul remained.

Flying to a high place suddenly, ignoring the surprised eyes of other people, crossing the height of the Holy Castle, and flying to a high altitude where there are few people.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the itch on the bones hasn't subsided yet, and it's so uncomfortable that Hui Sheng wants to vent his anger on these wings.

She flew high and low, crossed a long distance, found Allen's house among the small buildings, and rushed in.

"Exhausted—"

The sound of glass shattering made it difficult not to pay attention, but Hui Sheng no longer wanted to pay attention.

There were scratches on her wings and arms, stained with blood, but she didn't seem to see it.

His eyes swept around the room and settled on one place, then a magic hit the switch.

zizi.

The flames of the fireplace danced, and the light blue color made people very comfortable.

Hui Sheng's eyes flickered with light blue, and the whole person was silent, as if being stilled, without any movement, but the light in his eyes was lively and flickering.

"boom."

Allen slammed into the door and came in. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the pair of white hairs. Suddenly, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get it out no matter what.

Clifford, who was following behind, also paused. Even though his expression was well controlled, his eyes fixed on White Wing could not deceive anyone.

Hui Sheng is the calmest one.

Or rather, the coldest one.

She turned around calmly and slowly, and the shaking of her white wings brought the two of them back to their senses.

"What's going on...your wings are stuck!" Halfway through the question, Allen suddenly screamed in horror.

Hui Sheng didn't seem to feel it, and after hearing his words, she just tilted her head and looked at him, and then responded lightly.

"Ah."

Allen was stunned: "You did it on purpose?"

Those are his wings!Does he not hurt? !

However, when he was about to blurt out these words, not a single symbol came out when he burst into her eyes.

What kind of eyes are those.

Desolate, indifferent, mixed with strong and broken casualness, as if nothing in the world is important.

Live without love.

This is so...

A torrent of water fell from the sky and completely flooded the fireplace.

The water also poured on Hui Sheng's head, seeming to drown out her piercing indifference, which made her look a little embarrassed.

Clifford withdrew his magic, pulled Allen, and said calmly: "Don't just stand around, sit down and talk."

Hui Sheng seemed to have just recovered, raised her eyes slightly, and said in a very calm voice, "I'm going to take a bath."

Hui Sheng entered the bathroom.

Clifford cleaned up the mess on the floor.

After he packed up, he sat down on the sofa where Allen was sitting. Allen immediately leaned over and asked quietly, "Do you think he will do something in it?"

Like, cut off the wings?

It always felt like she had that intention.

Clifford's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

Hui Sheng came out soon, not as Allen thought.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly glanced at Hui Sheng's face.

It's not cold anymore.

But it doesn't seem to have any temperature.

Allen was a little confused.

What happened while Little Green was out?
(End of this chapter)