The Blood Hourglass

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"Sile! Sile?"

Saffrot repeated these two words, a name, always feeling strange in his heart, as if he felt something, but couldn't say it.

"You didn't mean to say that he might be your son, right?" Hong Wu was surprised to see that Saferot was so persistent with this name.

"Of course not. She was still a child at the time. I never thought about that kind of thing." Saffrot explained hurriedly.

"Then why are you still with her?" Hong Wu's face seemed to be smiling and not smiling, so that Saffrott turned away.

"I'm waiting for her to grow up." Saferot said his state of mind without any hesitation.

"Hmph! Come on! Do you want to wait for Luvian to grow up?" Hong Wu laughed. Everyone knows that if you have time to think about what you love, it is the most normal, but when you are with each other , Is pure from beginning to end, so you can be sure that you don't love her!

"I..." Saferot had nothing to refute. The only excuse he could use was that he was pure at the time, but was this true? It seems to be a bit...but how could these Saferote tell Hong Wu? Of course, even if he didn't say it, Hong Wu knew very well. After all, everyone was standing on the same level as a male, knowing that they had never experienced it. Need to say more.

"Okay, I understand, I understand." Hong Wu cast a weird look, and Saffrot lowered his head to drink his tea.

"But fortunately, he is not your son, of course you have to watch it. Son Laozi robs women. This...hahaha~ It's funny thinking about it." Hong Wu suddenly laughed infinitely and poured tea to herself. While talking.

"What? You mean Sile is to Luvian..." Saffrot couldn't help feeling a little nervous. If it hadn't been for them to be one step late and fail to hear Grace and Tweed talking with them, he would not have been so surprised.

"Somewhat, I heard that Luvian was taken out of Jiming Castle by their night catchers, and spent some time with them. In addition, our little princess with a special character has so many attractive places, maybe this one The young master of the night catcher was just like that, so, a little bit in love with her, so when he saw Misselia, the saint, his eyes were so... so special. "At the prom, he was not just Looking at Luvian alone, not like someone.

"He..." Saffrott's eyes were cold, with an imperceptible killing intent.

"Oh! Look! You didn't treat the angel who snatched Grace at the beginning with this expression." Hong Wu smiled interestingly.

"You..." Saferot disliked this new and old friend less and less, as if he was setting traps every moment, and he would be tricked if he was not careful.

"Okay, don't be angry! These are things that you can only say as a friend. If you don't admit that I am your friend, I don't know how to say it! Come! Have tea and tea! Even if Misselia will come, Then I have to wait!" Hong Wu said, filling Saffrott's teacup, and seeing the coldness of his face, he believed that his goal had been achieved, and there was no need to worry that Saffrott would be because of Grace. What friction does it have with Luvian.

Luvian is Saffrot's true love. This time, Red Dance is more certain than ever.

The two of them waited while drinking tea in the room, but the owner of the villa, Mrs. Grace, was not so comfortable. She repaired the book herself, signed the name of the flower body, and asked the housekeeper to send it to the main church. After that, she paced back and forth in the side hall, waiting for the housekeeper to return, of course! I hope that the invited guests can return with them.

As time passed by, the housekeeper did not come back, and naturally, no guests came to the door.

"Mother! What are you doing here?" Slaughter came out of the ball and wanted to walk into the side hall to be quiet, but he saw Grace, his mother.

"I'm waiting for someone!" Today's Grace looked different when she saw her son. After seeing Saffrott, she suddenly felt that he had brought herself the pain and loneliness of this life. , A life that has nothing to do with happiness.

"Waiting for someone? Who?" Sle couldn't help but be surprised. When is it now, near the early morning, will there be any guests coming?

"I heard that Lord Sartres will go back to heaven soon, so I would like to invite them to the manor for a cup of tea, which is regarded as seeing them off." Grace thought, absolutely not telling the existence of Sartre and the others. The son in front of him, after all, they have the opposite of light and darkness, so she said the content of the letter again.

"Oh! Then...Missilia..." Sile said, her face a little strange, "Will the adults come too?"

"No one knows about this for the time being, maybe they will come together, maybe none of them will come!" Grace suddenly felt that it would be a good thing that maybe none of them would come, although it wouldn't help the two in the room. But this might be better. When she heard that Saffrot was looking for Misselia, her heart was inexplicably tight. She seemed to feel a strange taste, but she couldn't believe it. After a hundred years, I will still have any illusions about Saffrot, and Misseria and Saffrot are even more impossible. After all, they are more opposed than the original self and Saffrot. They are the real light. And darkness, there is a gap between them that can never be crossed-natural enemies.

"You really want to see the Misselia, don't you?" Seeing her son's gaze suddenly dimmed, Grace was reluctant to give up, after all, she has the strongest blood connection!

"I...I didn't." Schroer denied. But his hesitant denial is more unreliable than affirmation.

"Sile! Don't forget, I am your mother! I don't have to guess what you are thinking." Grace stepped forward and patted her son's arm, "Well, you are also tired, go back and rest! "

"But they..."

"If they come, I will let someone inform you, at least let you see her again." Grace's smile was full of love.

"Yes! Thank you mother!" Slaughter went back obediently, but did not go back to his room to rest, but went to his own research room, where he had another dream of his, and also the longest longest desire in the beginning.

"Slave!" In this small black room, besides a table of bottles and jars, there was also a woman with flaming red hair and red eyes.

"Yes, Master!" Every time Sile did an experiment, the female slave would be there. One was that she sometimes needed her help, and the other was that the female slave usually didn't go anywhere except staying with Sile.

"Wait a minute if I have any discomfort, remember to knock me out!" Slow walked to the table, picked up the small ink bottle on the table, and shook it slightly. It turned out that the bottle was transparent, and the ink color was in the bottle. liquid.

"Yes! But the master..." The female slave generally only said yes, never refuted.

"What?" Sile was a little surprised, but since the appearance of Jing, the female slave's changes are well known, so he was just a little surprised, not surprised.

"The slave girl thinks the master should not drink it, after all, it is too..."

"Strong?" Sile knows exactly what she wants to say, and it is precisely because of these two words that his experiment has stayed at this stage without going further, but after so long, his body is fine. It's almost there, plus the idea of ​​giving up after seeing those powerful beings is dispelled. As a son of angels, he can't live like this. He is slightly stronger than humans, but he is not as good as blood, let alone angels. Comparable, so he must become stronger, at least let the angels see his presence in the eyes of those angels, especially Miss Missilia, and today is the last chance. He must show her before the other party returns to heaven. To their own strength.

Tweet was right. What was impossible at the beginning has become possible, but if he is still so weak, then this possibility will become impossible again, so now the heart of becoming stronger is firmer and more irresistible.

"Yes!" The female slave did not hesitate.

"Don't worry, there is bright blood in my body, so nothing will happen." Slo thinks so, and from the results of the previous experiments, what he thinks is also correct. Now he is better than before. His self is much stronger. There is not only blood of light but also blood of discord in his body. However, he feels that his heart is bright, so it doesn't matter whether there is darkness in the blood.

"But if it is stronger than the blood in the master's body... the slave girl means..."

"I understand, this is something everyone understands, rest assured! Light will never be weaker than darkness." He said, opening the bottle and taking a sip from the bottle.

Putting down the bottle in his hand, his hands hung down, and the blood and silver light in his eyes alternated and collided with each other, becoming more and more intense. Finally, he had to support the table with both hands to stabilize his body.

"Master!" Seeing him like this, the slave girl became worried and took a step forward.

"I... it's okay." Si Leqiang resisted the collision of the two forces in his body and replied.

"But the master..."

"I'm okay!" The slave girl wanted to say something, but Slo suddenly turned her head and looked at her directly. His eyes were unpredictable, and his tone was colder. The slave was so scared that she shut her mouth and did not dare to speak again.

At this time, Sile felt the collision and tearing of the two forces in his body, and finally chased because of the defeat of one party, and the fierceness in his eyes slowly subsided. Finally, when he looked back, his eyes were full of blood.

"Master, you..." The slave girl was startled, and the master's eyes turned into the same blood red as hers.

"Me? What's wrong with me?" Slo just felt that he had become stronger again, and not a little bit, but the strong power was not visible on his face. Why was the slave girl so surprised?

"Master, your eyes..." said the slave girl and stepped aside, and there was a big mirror on the wall behind her.

"I...my eyes..." Seeing himself in the mirror, Sile was completely stunned.

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