God doesn't want me to be human

The blood condensed on the tip of the nose, outlining the wanton passing of life in the silence.

Lu Jia, who was hugged, was very afraid that the hug behind her would slowly lower the temperature and fall into the abyss of death.

"Earth?"

The devil is capricious, he cannot follow capriciousness.

After getting no response again, Lu Jia carefully broke away from the demon's embrace—he paused after a short movement, and looked up at the cold iron bars of the iron cage.

Even after struggling?

What can he do if he can't get out of the cage.

Can't do anything.

But something must be done!

Lu Jia withdrew his gaze from looking at the railing of the iron cage, and continued to carefully break free from the demon's embrace.

Because of the barrier of the iron cage railing, Lu Jia was able to break away from the demon's embrace without involving the demon's wound as much as possible.

After regaining his freedom, Lu Jia turned to face the demon, only to see how wounded the comatose demon was.

In addition to the gradually dissipating golden light blade and the huge gap, the demon's hands also had twisted and cut thin bloodstains, and a certain part of his chest was sunken.

The blood dripped down and pooled on the ground.

Apart from the faint breathing, this looks like a dead person.

Lu Jia's face was pale, and he hurriedly scanned around the iron cage, trying to find something that would allow him to leave or heal the demon.

No.

There was nothing in the iron cage except him, which was empty.

Lu Jia got up, walked to the padlock, studied the thick lock, couldn't help but put his fingernail into the keyhole.

In the movie, a powerful protagonist can take out a wire, fiddle with it for a while and escape.

But Lu Jia didn't have iron wire, and he couldn't pick the lock if he had one.

If he could escape by himself, he would not be kept in the dark forever.

The fingernails on the keyhole turned white, and then suddenly snapped and hurt. Lu Jia finally gave up this ridiculous and futile act.

He walked back to the devil and sat down, staring blankly at the bloody devil.

Too serious injuries make people unable to start, even afraid that a slight touch will aggravate the injury.

After a while, he tore off the corner of his clothes and tore them into irregular strips to help the devil bandage the relatively minor wounds. Some of the cloth covering the more serious wounds were soon dyed red.

A drop in the bucket.

After doing everything within his power, Lu Jia sat next to the devil, his face was pale and he couldn't tell if he was also dying.

He looked down at the blood-stained hands, red was reflected in the pure black eyes, and then gradually dimmed with the red.

He has seen a lot of death.

in those deaths.

Sometimes Lu Jia can ask the people around him for help.

Sometimes Lu Jia can rely on the people around him.

Sometimes Lu Jia could only watch helplessly.

But no matter when it was, Lu Jia didn't seem to be that brave.

just now.

There is no one to turn to, no one to depend on, and no one to be helpless.

Lu Jia's lips trembled, and a slight pale smile trembled.

There was only Lu Jia alone in the solid and cold iron cage, but it seemed to be enough.

Lu Jia picked up the demon's hanging hand, and then cut open his wrist with sharp nails. The smell of human blood occupied a small piece of air.

He wants the demon to live.

Raising his wrist to the devil's mouth, letting the devil instinctively suck blood, Lu Jia leaned against the iron railing and raised his head.

He's probably crazy.

He stared at the ceiling behind the iron bars in a daze, feeling his body getting colder and colder little by little.

Legend has it that humans are a great tonic to demons.

Lu Jia wanted to go home alive, and Lu Jia also wanted the devil to survive.

He closed his eyes, not thinking about how the dying demon hadn't healed himself.

The body was getting colder and colder, as if a big hole had been broken, and the cold wind poured in hard, Lu Jia couldn't help curling up.

Suddenly, warmth came from the wrist where the blood flowed.

A fire rose from the ice.

The warmth spread slowly.

Lu Jia opened his eyes, and turned his head to see a pair of blood-red pupils.

His figure was reflected in those blood-red eyes.

"You're awake." Lu Jia smiled.

The awakened demon didn't speak, just watched him quietly, before pursing his lips after a long time.

"Ah."

"I'll sleep for a while." Lu Jia, who had transitioned from cold winter to warm spring, was a little sleepy.

"Go to sleep."

The devil's voice gradually became smaller in Lu Jia's ears, and finally disappeared in the silence.

When Lu Jia woke up, he was lying on a soft bed.

The windowless room was illuminated by candles as brightly as day, decorated with night pearls from time to time, and bright and gorgeous curtains hung down on the surrounding walls.

Lu Jia sat up, feeling no discomfort other than feeling a little dizzy.

He lowered his head to look at his wrist, the wrist with the hideous wound was intact as before.

Get out of bed, open the door, and the outside is the outer room of the room.The same lights are brightly lit, dotted with night pearls, and bright and beautiful curtains hang down.The difference is that there is a soft bed in the room, but here is a set of furniture for entertaining guests.

On the sofa, the devil was holding a book and reading, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he looked over.

"Lu Jia."

The demon raised the corner of his mouth, and motioned for Lu Jia to come over.

Lu Jia walked over with a little soft footsteps.

Looking at the intact demon, Lu Jia could only feel the powerful self-healing ability of the demon.

"Earth."

Lu Jia sat next to the devil.

After walking in, it was clear that what the devil was holding was not a book, but more like... a magazine?

"Which one do you like?"

The magazine in the devil's hand was put into Lu Jia's hand. Lu Jia looked at the dresses in the magazine with exquisite pictures and understood what magazine it was.

"Does Ess want custom clothes?" Lu Jia looked up at the demon.

"It's us." The demon looked very happy, his blood-red eyes curled up, "Go to the dance, remember?"

To be honest, Lu Jia had already forgotten.

Being kidnapped, seeing a demon seriously injured, who remembers a ball.

But seeing the devil looking forward to it, Lu Jia froze for a moment, then nodded, lowered his head and carefully chose the clothes for the dance.

Before starting the trip, the devil told Lu Jia that he would show him the beautiful places in the world.

Now, the demon strictly keeps his word.

Soon, the dress was chosen, and a little monster came in respectfully and took the marked magazine from the devil's hand.

Before the dance started, Lu Jia lived in this windowless room, and the devil naturally slept outside.

The devil was very busy these two days, and he often couldn't see people, but fortunately, he was not injured when he saw people.

Lu Jia felt relieved, and occasionally walked out of the room for a stroll.

There are no windows anywhere, as if the creatures living here are afraid of light, but the lights are always bright.

After walking once, Lu Jia recognized from those similar-style corridors that this place should be the place where he was kidnapped and sold.I don't know if it's because of regional issues or other reasons, but Lu Jia never once saw those scary gangs of human traffickers, but he often saw busy little monsters.

This group of little monsters worked hard to modify the buildings here. Seeing the actions of the little monsters, Lu Jia suddenly had an idea.

Seeing the little monsters changing the building again, Lu Jia walked to a resting little monster and asked, "Are you modifying the building?"

The little monster has the ability to speak. It raised its head to look at Lu Jia, and said warmly and respectfully: "Yes, sir, we are modifying the building. The aesthetics of the demon thieves is not good at all."

"Master Erce rewarded us with this dungeon. We must make the dungeon beautiful."

Thus, Lu Jia's idea was verified.

He looked at the little monsters who were working hard to transform their new home, annihilating the traces of another race.

Soon, the dance party will begin.

The above-ground city and the underground city started the carnival of the dance together.