The Blood Hourglass

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"Or...Satress-sama, would you please invite Misselia to dance?" The owner of Grace, who saw us all sitting and watching and dealing with the guests, returned to our table and went out. I got an idea, and the target of the selection is the two of us. After all, it is not good to choose a bad identity.

"I don't know how to dance." As soon as I came, I saw the dancers in the center of the hall turning around and walking there, saying it was a dance, but not like a dance.

"It's better this way. It's better to let Master Satreus teach you. It's the best and fun to learn and dance." Ritter always looks like he's making good things. You know I hate him like this.

"Master Misselia, what do you think?" I just wanted to stare at him fiercely, but Sartres on the side had already reached out to me, facing his sincerity, I actually In a dilemma.

"Micilia, don't I have the honor to invite you to dance with you?" He asked again, looking at my hesitant hand.

"I said, I don't know how to dance." I was at a loss for words, except for this sentence.

"Then please allow your subordinates to come and teach you." As he said, he had already taken my body and pulled me to the dance floor. Immediately Grace changed the dance music, and the surroundings became very quiet. She raised her head and glanced up. It turned out that I was dancing with him in the middle of the hall, and everyone was staring at us.

"Master Missilia, how do you feel about your injury?" Satris asked as he led me on a walk.

"It's okay." I looked down at his feet, I didn't want to step on him.

"It's okay, but tomorrow is a miracle, what miracle do you plan to show, sir?" He also lowered his head, of course, he was not looking at his feet.

"I don't know." I answered simply, what miracle? I don't even know what a miracle is, how can I answer him?

"It's actually very simple. As long as the adult spreads his wings and **** twice in the air, and then slowly falls, it is fine. The adult is injured, which is better." He seemed to care about me very much, and every word seemed to be for me. For your sake.

"Wings spread?" I was taken aback and raised my head. As a result, my feet stepped on his feet uncontrollably, "No... sorry."

"It's okay." He smiled. Although the black eyes are not as dazzling as the golden ones, they are more real. "Couldn't Da Cong forget to spread his wings?"

"I..." stunned! I really forgot, if I really would.

"It doesn't matter if you forget it, I will help the adults then." Seeing my face, he naturally knew the answer and stepped back.

"Yeah." I don't know how he can help me, but I always feel that it is not good. So he kept his head down and said nothing.

Seeing a pair of solo dancers in the hall, the gossip of Hong Wu began again, "You see it? I just wanted to remind you that you don't appreciate it, now it's fine, she was snatched by someone else. And the other party is pretty good. , If Luvian followed him, what would it look like, the house of angels? If you rebirth an angel, it must also be a golden eye. You must not know that in the family of light, the golden eye is rare, and the status is even more important. Too high to say, oh! It's a pity that I'm just a silver eye..."

"Did you have amnesia again?" Taotao kept talking for a long time, and Saferot didn't even react at all, Hong Wu couldn't help but doubt.

"No! She has amnesia." Safrot replied suddenly, scared Hong Wu jumped, and asked in a puzzled way, "Who? Who has amnesia?"

"she was."

Faced with Saffrot's gaze, Hong Wu saw them, the dancing couple, perhaps the dancing two.

"She? You mean Luvian?" Hong Wu was taken aback and couldn't help but grabbed Saffrot's arm.

"Well, she has amnesia." Saferot turned her head, eyes very calm, "If that is her."

"What do you mean? How is it possible, she is absolutely true, I have seen her like this a long time ago, otherwise we wouldn't be able to escape from heaven in the first place, but to say she has amnesia?

"She could dance before. I taught her." Saferot's gaze returned to the dance floor again. He looked at the girl who was much shorter than the other party, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart, not because of the other party. Dancing with other men, but she... actually lost her memory again, remembering everything she endured during the time when she lost her memory... Is she going to endure it again now? Even if she takes it, can she wake up? Can you remember yourself again?

People with amnesia will never know the kind of pain the other party endured, just like the hurt he did to her at the beginning. Is this reincarnation? Even if there is no life or death, there is still reincarnation, and this time it is his turn, right?

"Then she... how can she lose her memory?" Hong Wu couldn't understand. With her strength, who else would dare to hypnotize her, "It is impossible to treat her with that golden eyes..."

"Perhaps a more powerful existence has appeared, but we don't know." Apart from listening to the dance steps of the two of them, Safrot calmly answered Hong Wu's question.

"Then... you don't want to..." Hong Wu looked at the person beside him, he suddenly wanted to laugh, but with a wry smile, "God really doesn't want to let her go, she is right."

"No!" Suddenly a strong voice denied.

Meeting his gaze, Hong Wu saw hope, "You won't give up, will you?"

"Never...no." Saferot's answer was yes.

"Okay! Now you are my second friend of Hong Wu." Hong Wu said, hugging Safrot's shoulder, "I will definitely stand by your side, even if it is against God."

"No need!" As a result, he broke off his hand recklessly and moved forward half a step.

"What do you mean? I'm totally kind and don't ask for anything in return." Hong Wu moved up half a step again, pestering him, "Besides, I can only help you now. Do you want to, Just give it a word!"

"Help me kill the man holding her!"

"..." As a result, Safrot said that Hong Wu couldn't even speak, and stared at him.

"What's the matter? Don't plan to help me?" He stopped talking, and Saffrot asked instead.

"I...I am not strong enough!" Replied, Hong Wu bowed her head embarrassedly.

"Humph!" Saffrott smiled, "I might not even be able to kill him."

"You..." Hong Wu raised her head and caught the last smile of Saffrott.

"Open the curtain, I want to go out!" Saferot suddenly ordered.

"You... what do you want to do? Now is by no means the best time to take action!" Hong Wu grabbed his arm and became nervous.

"Who said he wanted to shoot?" Saferot asked rhetorically.

"I……"

"You open the virtual curtain, I'll go out!" As he said, only waiting for Hong Wu to open his own virtual curtain, Saferot brought St. Gradella in, scared Adeline and the others. front.

"I want to go out! Let me borrow your mask!" St. Grad didn't know what happened or what would happen next, but he wanted to know, so he took off the fake half of his nose. Handed it to Saferot.

"No matter what, don't you guys come out!" After speaking, Saferot put on the mask and went out!

"What the **** does he want to do?" After Saferot went out, St. Grad asked Hong Wu.

"Maybe it's dancing!" Hong Wu replied half-truth.

"Dancing?" St. Grad turned his head and looked at Hong Wu. "It seems that you are the one who likes to dance better?"

"I danced solo. He wants to dance a pas de deux now!" Hong Wu said, clasping his ankles with his hands, smiling at everything outside. Anyway, he said, don't let himself intervene, that would not be happy to watch the show. I just hope the following drama will be better.

"What duet?" St. Grad became more confused as he listened, but Hong Wu stopped answering him, so he had to look out of the virtual screen just like him, and look at the Saffrot who went out to see what he has. move.

He walked straight out of the rest area and stepped onto the dance floor. At this time, only those two were on the dance floor.

Seeing his clear goal, Hong Wu grabbed the smile at the corner of his mouth, "There is a good show! It is definitely a good show!"

"What does he want to do?" St. Grad only felt nervous. Those two were both angels! Is he going to die?

"Dancing! What else can I do without dancing on the dance floor?" Hong Wu was even more sure.

"But he doesn't have a partner! How do you dance alone?" St. Grad asked puzzledly.

"There will be soon, look at it, and it's a very special partner! But..." Hong Wu smiled, "It's definitely a couple."

"You..." St. Grad only felt that seeing them again, they all changed, became stronger, and became even more incomprehensible, almost incomprehensible. But for him, they are not enemies, and they will never be.

"Don't believe me?" Hong Wu turned around.

"It's not that I don't believe it, I don't know, I don't understand, doesn't he only love Luvian? Besides her, who else can be a couple with him." However, St. Grad thought again, "Now he has amnesia, maybe not Remember Luvian, maybe she won’t be selected again!"

"Really!" Hong Wu didn't explain, just letting everything be so confused, he thought it would be more fun and interesting.

"Isn't it?" St. Grad asked back, in fact, of course he hoped it was not. After all, the other party was his sister, the only relative, and he owed her so much back then.

"No!" Hong Wu naturally wouldn't say it, and pointed to the dance floor, "You can see it by looking."

"Yeah. Hope not!" St. Grad didn't say anything any more, just staring intently on the dance floor just like the red dance.

He approached them step by step, approached the pair of dancers, then...stretched out his hand...and then...

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