god's bride

The little mute suddenly felt an unspeakable sadness. The rough sackcloth stuck to his skin, and his body was covered by the quilt from the collarbone down, but he seemed to have fallen into a situation where there was nowhere to hide. Under the silent gaze of the little monster, Next, he seems to be naked/naked.

The little monster didn't make a sound. The vines protruding from its body rolled up the sour fruit and handed it to the little mute's mouth. The flesh was still warm, and it reached the tip of the nose. The sweet breath penetrated into the body, reminiscent of a bite Warm and delicious.The little mute caught the sour fruit in embarrassment. He wanted to ask why you came, but he couldn't say it, so he got out of bed enduring the cold and started writing on the ground.

Little Monster: You, long time no see.

After writing crookedly, the little monster added two small characters next to it——worry.

The cobblestone comically met the little mute's wound, obviously without real eyes, but Su Nie seemed to see worry from it, he almost ate the sour fruit in shame, and he forcefully sent the remaining fruit to the little monster's mouth side.The vines at the mouth parted quickly, swallowing the fist-sized sour fruit, and then quickly closed, the movement was so fast that it was suspected to be an illusion.

After resting for a while, the little mute thought of the torment that was coming soon, barely suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and wrote on the ground: I am full, you go back to sleep, and I will sleep too.

After the little monster clearly recognized the handwriting on the ground, he replied with a resolute "no".

But if he stays - the little dumb thought in panic, although the body of the little monster is made of seemingly soft but very hard vines, it will definitely be injured when it encounters such a sharp wind blade. My partner, the little mute frowned, stared fiercely at the little monster, and wrote impatiently: I'm sleepy!

Although the little monster looks scary on the outside, it is very delicate and gentle on the inside. In the past, as long as the little mute showed this look, it would know it was time to leave.

But this time, the little monster turned a blind eye to his expression. Several clean vines protruded from its back, approaching the little mute's body irresistibly.The little mute tried to block it with his hands, but was quickly restrained mercilessly by the vines. He felt some kind of cold object close to his wound, and the little mute closed his eyes subconsciously, curling up like a small animal.

but--

What ushered in was not a sharp sting.After the cold liquid touched the wound, it instantly turned into a warm paste. A thin layer of film isolated the wound from the cold wind. The little dumb stared wide-eyed, and moved his arms in disbelief, ignoring the light green film on the wound. , I can no longer feel the pain from the previous second.

Before the little mute could react, the vines gently pushed him down on the bed, and the little monster grabbed the quilt horns and ruthlessly covered him, closing it tightly.

"Ho..."

The little mute wanted to get up, but he held him down mercilessly.

The little monster just squatted beside his bed silently, watching him gently.

About half an hour later, the sound of the cold wind knocking on the door suddenly became louder, and the little mute tightened his heart, knowing that it was coming.The extra things in the room and the sealed door obviously angered it. The little mute could feel the temperature in the room drop rapidly, and some kind of sharp and cold object hung above his head.

At this time, it was too late to tell the little monster to leave. The little mute grabbed the vine that had not yet left, and held it nervously. The vine was cool and hard, and the little monster didn't seem to panic at all. gradually stabilized.

Because of being tortured every night, the little mute has gradually been able to perceive the trajectory of 'it'.

Already very angry...

and so--

The berserk wind blade condensed in mid-air, without any mercy, it blew down heavily.

——!

"..."

The little mute looked blankly at the top of his head, his sight covered by the vines plunged him into darkness.

That was his first night without an injury.

Su Nie woke up in the warmth. The nightingale's down feathers covered with a small quilt looked extra soft. Today, the vines covering the glass windows left, and a large amount of sunlight poured in from the small window. Su Nie was warmed. The sunny sunshade is in it.

Today's breakfast really is grilled nicha fruit and grilled seabass.

Su Nie suddenly discovered that she had unknowingly gotten used to eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner on time, and was also used to falling asleep in the evening. Except for the sudden drowsiness, her life pattern was no different from that of ordinary people.

— all thanks to his loyal and self-assertive maid.

"I won't drink blood today." Su Nie interrupted Aisha's action of cutting her fingers, and her body gradually recovered. Now he can affect certain elements, and the wind blade was shattered just as it took shape.

"What?" Aisha paused her hand, then frowned, "Your current body..."

His face was originally gloomy, but it was even more intimidating when he turned cold.

Su Nie casually pecked at the feathers: "You can also use the mental domain, as you said."

It was just the day before that Elsa satirized "Who are you to me", and within a day, he changed his attitude.

Su Nie was not embarrassed by this sudden change of attitude, she was very calm.Of course it wasn't his fault. From his point of view at the time, Aisha was just a rude person with mysterious strength and half-prisoned/imprisoned him in disguise. Although he had a certain affection for him because of his hair color, it couldn't offset Su Nie Anger at being manipulated by him.

If it wasn't for the fact that Aisha's little monster's identity was exposed——

When Su Nie was a little mute, she had no father and no mother, and the only relative who could be called a relative was Ron Moore, who always liked to bully him. Little monsters were special to him—he domesticated them. , They were unable to express their hearts in words at that time.At first, Su Nie regarded the little monster as an unapproachable beast, but later on, the little monster became the guardian who protected him every night.

Thinking back now, it's incredible that he and the little monster, who were so weak at that time, could survive the teasing and malicious damage of the "book".

Su Nie carefully allocated a part of the spiritual domain - even if it was a small monster, it was impossible for him to fully open the entire spiritual domain.

A dark blue cloud appeared in the air, which was the corner of the sky in Su Nie's spiritual world.After the corner of the sky emerged, the elements in that area evacuated in panic, and the elements in the entire gray tower were in a tense state, shivering and curling up into a ball.

If it weren't for the blocking of the defensive circle, the entire Rose Manor would be affected—even if it was in an abnormally weak state, it would be a god.

Aisha held her breath and stared at the fragment of the sky without blinking, as if she was looking at a fragile water lily. Obviously this was what he was looking forward to, but after it was realized, he rarely felt timid.

timid.

This kind of emotion that wants to get close, but dare not.

It was rare for Sune not to mock his hesitant state and expose his spiritual domain to outsiders. Except that Valentina was forced to open it up to save his life, this was the first time in the true sense—and the little monster would use him again to comfort him—it was hard not to feel uncomfortable.

So he covered it up with impatient urging.

"hurry up."

Aisha cautiously stretched out the tentacles of her soul. Su Nie's fragments of the spiritual domain looked quiet, but in fact there was a transparent film around them. Aisha could feel the terrifying power contained in it—it was very aggressive. If Aisha dared to If you approach without authorization, the consequences will not be so wonderful.

This is out of Su Nie's control, and can only be groped by Aisha a little bit.

The pale green tentacles of mental power revolved around the fragments, like a curious child. A tentacle cautiously approached the membrane, but stopped when it was about to touch it, and retracted it with a swish, as if it was caught by the energy contained in it. scared.

Sufficiently well-behaved and docile mental power.

In addition, the owner is willing to open it.

The fragments of the spiritual domain also seemed to be starting to ease their attitude, the film gradually became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared slowly - it was completely exposed/exposed.Without the barrier of the film, Aisha could more easily smell the smell of Su Nie's spiritual domain, night wind, smoke and death.

The 'Docile' tentacles of mental power almost couldn't wait to wrap them up. The shards of the spiritual realm obviously didn't expect that docile was just a disguise of a beast. After the prey let down their vigilance, they killed it with a fierce blow. By the time the shards noticed something was wrong, it was already too late , the tentacles enveloped it, and the spiritual power slowly penetrated to capture it thoroughly.

The nightingale on the wooden table trembled, and its feathers exploded uncontrollably. He felt a strange numbness crawling all over his body, and as the fragments were penetrated bit by bit, it seemed that the feeling that his soul was being mastered made him Unbearably let out a low cry.

——It turns out that the interaction between the spiritual domains feels like this.

The tiny scars were found out one by one by the most patient beast, because of the mark of death, this fragment was already full of holes.Aisha swallowed her saliva, beads of sweat hung on her forehead, and even her breathing became hot, and his desire/desire rose accordingly, like active and surging magma, which was about to emanate from the volcano in the next second—but He suppressed this impulse, although the movement of the tentacles of spiritual power was irresistible, it was very gentle and delicate.

Gradually, the spiritual domains of Aisha and Su Nie became entangled, I am in you, and you are in me.

At that moment, both of them felt a sense of satisfaction similar to having their half-body completed.

After the appeasement was over, Aisha didn't stay for a moment, as if some monster was chasing after her, she knocked out of the room like the wind.

And Su Nie was lying on the table, although her body was warm and light, she felt scared.

Such a feeling.

this feeling...

Aisha's extremely groggy reaction made him have a very bad association. The memory that had been suppressed at the bottom - the accident that happened just a few days ago suddenly jumped out.

Su Nie closed her eyes, Aisha's lips were dyed red that night, the abnormal shape of her own lips, and the moment when her lips and teeth met, it was like being cast by some kind of magic, and they kept turning around.

……

"How is it now?" The demon god came uninvited again, she seemed to have noticed Su Ye's previous move to open the spiritual domain, "Is this treatment method more effective than before?"

Su Nie didn't answer her, but asked another question: "At that time, you should have not come - why did you know him?"

"Oh?" Doreen was very interested in Sue's question. She looked at Sue with some meaning, but Nightingale's small body and small head made her unable to see what the person in front of her was thinking, "Duke Will adults forget things too? His memory is my memory. In that memory, there was a little monster guarding you like a dog guarding your bones. Of course I was deeply impressed."

"It's so pitiful. It's so pitiful to see you being burned into a handful of ashes, but you can't do anything, it's so pitiful—" Doreen's scarlet mouth curled up, looking very happy, "In the end, I can only watch him take you away, poor dog."

It turned out to be the case.

Su Ye probably understood.

The little monster didn't die on the night of his execution, but saw him being resurrected by Valentina, so he kept trying to live...until he put on human skin.

More than 9000 years, such a long period, is enough for dozens of countries to destroy and prosper, enough for him to see every inch of this beautiful continent.

but--

The little monster still stubbornly put on a beautiful skin and returned to him.

What is that for?

The author has something to say: Because of love (.)

感谢在2021-03-1612:11:09~2021-03-1716:15:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: North to., I am that friend 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!