The puppets' stage play

Pure blue flames rose in the air, and the figures that were still shouting wildly turned into torches one after another, and were burned to ashes in the eerie silence.

He turned his eyes and looked at a piece of broken cloth that had been casually discarded on the right side. He could only see half of the sharp claw that was still handsome, and there was a thick black ash nearby.

Involuntarily, the scene when he first saw it appeared in his memory. The nameless beast was squatting on it, and its flaming mane looked extremely gorgeous. His eyes were dim, and something was strange in his heart.

"Oh?" A curious voice sounded, and footsteps approached again.

Suddenly, dark red flames rose from the ground. Under his gaze, the last traces were erased. Kantel looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction.

"That's how it should be. You must also remember that except for ourselves, other guys are born to serve us as servants. You don't need to care at all. If there is anything wrong, just kill them."

As those extremely plain words came out, the pair of excessively white eyes suddenly looked here, with a trace of scrutiny in their eyes.

"...That's right." He nodded, agreeing with the other person's opinion.

"Oh?" A look of surprise appeared on Kantel's face, and then a faint smile melted on his face. The devil's steps were gentle, as if he was strolling, and he was slowly walking towards this side.

One step, another step.

During this process, he kept staring here, like a hunter preparing to catch a beast, with a hint of bone-chilling coldness in his pure white eyes.

"Could it be that you feel dissatisfied?" The evil and excited face came up to her, and like the cheek being licked, a tingling sensation suddenly spread.

"...No." He suppressed the pain and squeezed out two words from his mouth.

In the next moment, the slippery feeling left, and the vision in front of him was restored again.

A moderate force fell on his shoulders, and the devil put his head on it with great interest, with his body facing the man.

"Huh, sometimes this perspective is not bad." The tentacle-like flesh strands immediately pierced the flesh and blood on his shoulders. In a flash of pain, he turned his head, and in front of him was a smiling head.

"What a bad boy who likes to lie."

"I know the emotions in your heart, as well as those little actions behind your back. To be honest, your innocence even makes me a little fond of you."

"But, no matter what, students who contact other instructors privately -" Kantel's face suddenly showed a look of regret, and his eyes became cold and unfamiliar.

"I think that's wrong. If word gets out, I'll probably die."

He smiled brightly, and the gloom in his eyes dissipated.

Powerful arms dangled in front of his eyes, and he felt a sense of relief. His sharp fingers and claws moved downwards. Kantel twisted his neck and returned to normal again.

"This is just a warning. Unless necessary, I don't want to be too strict with you." Kantel sighed, and then there was a bit of fun on his face.

"Oh, of course, it doesn't matter if you hate me. Even if one day you are stronger than me, you can just kill me. But remember to tell me before that, so that I can hold a graduation banquet for you. "

"I think back then, I just drank with my instructor for a few days and discussed life for a while before killing it. Tsk, that old bastard was still laughing in the end, as if I had failed. .”

Kantel shook his head, with a hint of unwillingness on his face.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care anymore, just remember what I said." The devil's expression in front of him suddenly became serious, and he slowly raised a finger, "For your own good, don't have contact with those people in the future. .”

Kantar walked away first, still mumbling.

"Let's go. Your condition is already perfect. Now it's time to accept further favors. Damn it, that guy Espoo is really good at assigning..." At the end of the sentence, the devil's voice dropped obviously. Even he couldn't hear it very clearly.

Ambudochera was silent. Sure enough, compared to these people from far away, the skills of people like himself were still too young, and they were seen through very easily.

I'm afraid that even the fact that he went to find Xu Yin was the other party's tacit approval. The general reason... I guess he didn't want to kill talented people like them because of some trivial matter.

However, of course, such tolerance has its limits.

He lightly touched the right shoulder, and the thick blood scab formed crooked black lines. He pressed down, and the skin suddenly sunk, and even... He exerted a little force, and his fingers suddenly sunk in.

He turned his head sideways and looked at the palm that had already been submerged for about half a finger, and the vague feeling that it could go down again. He shook his head in his heart, and slowly withdrew his hand. The flesh and blood closed together silently, without even a trace of blood appearing.

It doesn't hurt at all.

With this thought in his mind, and no other abnormalities on his face, he stepped forward and took a few quick steps to catch up with Kantel, who was already a little impatient in front of him.

"It's so slow. If you do this again next time, I won't wait for you."

The demon muttered, and then his eyes trembled. The vision in front of him flickered, and the nearby world suddenly became blurry.

.................................................. .......................

呲.

call.

There was an interlude of faint breathing sounds. In the simple octagonal house made of gray and white, Youdao's figure was sitting quietly on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and a thin layer of light turned on his face from time to time.

The dense starry sky floats above his head, and the extremely pure starlight surrounds the male figure below like a stream of silver.

The air is slightly twisted, and the fine particles are purified by the stars above and slowly injected into the body of the person below.

The exposed skin suddenly became more and more crystal clear, like the most precious gem. The clean and aloof temperament appeared on this body, but it gave people a harmonious state of spring.

sizzle.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the air again, and transparent veins emerged from the void, with nine as the order, and the nine and nine were connected to form an extremely lifelike human body meridian map.

A faint gray light emerged from an unknown place, dyeing the originally transparent meridian map, but even in subtle places, it was slightly bluish.

"The two are united into one, the soul is immovable, and the feather boat is virtuous, that is, it is the king's rule."

The male chanted in his mouth, his eyes still closed, and the air became tight. The shadow that was originally floating behind him suddenly leaned down, staring at the movements here like a real 'person'.

"......"

"I am the sun of the mountains and the moth of the western flowers, returning to its image, so listen to my orders."

Like a thunderclap or an evil beast roaring, the man's expression remained unchanged and he was still immersed in the words and chants. Even though the phantom had almost touched his face, the man's movements still didn't change much.

He raised his left hand in a "pinching" manner, which seemed to be folding but not folding.

The right hand falls on the knee, diagonally to the body, the arm is tense, and the five fingers are opened, pointing towards the sky like claws. This is the 'Hateful Seal'.