The Blood Hourglass

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If for you, the two most important people fought, what would you do? prevent? What if you can't stop it?

wait!

Correct! Just wait.

When the two of them jumped out of the window and disappeared, I didn’t rush into the night sky with my wings, looking for their slaying figure, because I knew that I couldn’t stop it, so it’s better to wait, but it’s the same wherever you wait. .

Standing under the night sky, I looked at the stars in the distance. Some people said that the beauty of the night is due to the shining of stars, but there is no night, where is the starlight?

My existence is due to the encounter between my father and mother, so I hope he will be fine. Actually, there is not much worry about the safety of his father. His strength is an indisputable fact. The position of the main **** alone is the best proof of his strength. So, relatively speaking, I am more worried about Saffrot. He was very strong in the past, maybe Above me, but compared with my father, he should lose slightly by 10%. In addition to his current physical condition, the possibility of victory is close to zero in my opinion.

The more I think, the tighter my heart will tighten, just like someone is grasping my heart and gradually exerting force.

"Your Royal Highness! The Lord God will be fine, how could that half-dead dark creature hurt the Lord God!"

"Yes! Our angels are the natural enemies of the dark creatures. Your Highness can rest assured that the Lord God will soon let that dark creature disappear!"

The two angels stood by my side, looking at my nervous face, and kindly comforted them, but their comforting direction was wrong, so the more I listened, the more upset I became. They looked back with extremely cold eyes. "enough!"

"Yes!" They hurriedly took their orders, and never dared to speak again.

But without their words, my heart couldn’t calm down either. I squeezed my fist and considered whether to go up and have a look, but I hesitated, maybe my presence would only make the result worse, so I continued to wait. , Until there was a "bang", someone fell straight from the sky and landed on the flat ground not far away.

Seeing the man who landed in white clothes, I was stunned. I stood there and didn't react at all. I just muttered softly, "Father!"

"The Lord God has something wrong..." The two silver eyes beside them yelled when they saw it, and they rushed away, and the sound of their footsteps awakened me. After recovering, I rushed to my father and chose one step to help him who was seriously injured, "Father! You..."

I wanted to ask, "How is your injury?"

But when I saw his chest, everything had been answered, there was no need to ask again.

With my eyes fixed on my father's chest, a large amount of silver blood is pouring out of the deep hole. I didn't gamble with my hands because I knew that everything was unnecessary. It's just that I asked in a cold tone, "Is it him? Did he hurt you?"

"No..." Father's frowning brows slowly loosened, his eyes opened slightly, and then the corners of his eyebrows were bent, and the corners of his mouth were bent, he...he was actually smiling!

He withdrew his gaze from the distant sky and looked directly at me above. The smile did not disperse, and he shook his head slightly, "No...don't hurt him...one...everything...is...wrong... "

At this point, there was no sound.

When my father looked into the air and his gaze became blank with a smile, my tears couldn't help but slide down, dripping on my father’s cheeks, and a few tears fell on a smiling face, giving people a kind of Weird feeling. But the weirdest thing for me now is that my father will lose and die! All this is unacceptable, but everything in front of him is absolutely convincing.

"Master God..." The two angels were dumbfounded. Perhaps in their eyes, the Lord God is really a god, who will not be hurt or die.

I knelt on the ground, half-holding this father who had only met for a few days, feeling his body gradually disperse and turned into silver-white sand, I stood up, tears have dried on the corners of my eyes, some The feeling of tension.

I was facing them on my side, "Take them away, and you can’t miss one!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" They were awakened.

"His Royal Highness, where are you going?" They asked suddenly when I turned around and prepared to leave.

"It has nothing to do with you!" I said coldly, and disappeared in front of them for an instant, rushing straight to the place with a special feeling.

He should be there...

When I feel getting closer and closer to him, my speed is a bit slower. It is not a decision made in my heart, but the body did it on its own. Why? I have never thought about it, because at this time, in my eyes, only the loving smile of my father And discourse.

When he was fully displayed in front of me, the chilly murderous aura just disappeared in half.

At this time, he doesn’t have the original handsome appearance, the look in all eyes, and the kind of comfortable gentleman’s demeanor. What I care about is the blood stains under him, not because they are black or black The color of white, but its amount.

"Safrot!" I was about to rush forward, but I took a half-step to take it back, and the red long knife in my hand was shining with hunger in the moonlight.

I'm here to kill him, I'm here to avenge my father, how can I care about his injury, or life and death!

I told myself over and over again in my heart and warned myself that now, lying there, he is just my enemy.

I stood quietly, holding the knife in my hand tighter, my face gradually getting colder, and finally I walked towards him slowly. This time I was not nervous about his injury, but planned to make up a sword.

Standing next to him, he has no sense, so it might be best for me. I slowly raised the knife, looked at his neck, and wanted to swing it down.

"Luvian...luvian..." But at this moment, he, who was unconscious, actually murmured. Although it was light, every sound passed into my ears and impacted my soul. My hands began to tremble. And getting stronger and stronger, and finally unable to swing the long knife in his hand.

"If I can't get my hand, then forget it!" Suddenly a familiar voice behind me startled me and turned my head sharply. It was him. He was standing two steps away, looking at me, his face calm, but he didn't smile. , But he looks more real and more comfortable like this.

"I can not! I can't let him go like this, he just killed my father, my only relative. I hesitated, struggling, and finally put aside my gaze and chopped off the knife. With a sudden "pawn", my hands slammed, and I looked down. It turned out that a silver long sword blocked my decisive knife.

"You..." I glared.

"Are you really going to kill him?" The opponent's silver-gray eyes stared at me closely, seemingly not believing what I did just now.

"Yes... so what?" I gritted my teeth and answered with a cold face.

"You..." The other party picked up my long knife, stood up and looked at me directly, "Even if you don't remember who you are, you can't hurt him like this! How many years has he waited for you, how much has he paid for you, you Is there really no memory at all?"

"I...no!" Memory, something I have given up.

"Even if you don't have the memory of the past, can you still not see his feelings for you after these few times of getting along? Could it be that he gave you time and time again, and got hurt for you again and again, and what he got was your ruthlessness? Is he swinging a knife?" He, who had always been joking and not serious, was so angry that he pointed at me, looking like he could blow me a knife.

"I..." I was shocked by what he said, and didn't know how to answer.

"His Royal Highness! The Lord God said, don't hurt him!" At this moment, he walked two steps behind him, approached my ear and reminded.

"Huh!" I gave a wry smile, yeah! I actually watched, my father said, "Don't hurt him!"

Don't hurt him... still can't hurt him.

Everything is wrong, yeah! Everything is wrong, maybe both light and darkness are wrong, we who live in light and darkness are all wrong!

"Forget it! Let's go!" I laughed self-deprecatingly, turned around, and stopped facing him lying on the ground. I was afraid that I would see too much. Will I bend over and lift him up, and asked nervously, "How are you? How about?"

"Wait! You hurt him like this and wanted to leave?" But the guy behind him yelled at me, not planning to let me go.

"You want me to stay and kill him?" I turned my head and stared at him coldly. Why couldn't he let me leave here soon?

"Do you have to kill him?" He was puzzled and roared angrily.

"Yes!" I nodded and became angry, "Unless he no longer appears in front of me, otherwise, next time I will not be soft."

"Why?" His anger dissipated a lot while staring at me, and he was more confused.

"Because he just killed my father!" When I said this, my tears fell again, but I didn't intend to cry, because I think crying is useless at all, and the dead will not live. Come here, and I can't kill the one who is alive. Besides, what if I really kill him? Will my father survive, or will he be happy?

"His Royal Highness..." Sartres looked at me strangely, wanting to cry when he saw me for the first time.

"Go! Go back to heaven!" I ordered coldly.

"Yes!" He took his orders.

On the way back to heaven, I held the bottle with all the grains of sand, speechless all the way.

Because I was wondering, is it because I made the wish, so I met him, which hurt my father, or because I didn't make the wish to make my father safe and sound, so something happened to him now. In other words, because I stole heaven, God gave me such punishment.

There are many reasons, but each origin is me.

Holding the bottle tightly, I just feel that the surroundings are very cold, and gradually the cold seeps into the body, with the blood flowing into the heart, with the thoughts pouring into the soul, everything that I pursued before leaving the heaven turned into dust at this moment , Becomes insignificant.

I took this to the bone, and stepped into heaven again.

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