my devil butler

"Drip, drip..."

The blood dripped into the steaming pool, the blood spread out like a flower in the water, like fireworks, beautiful...

"Ah!" With a scream, a naked boy floated in the water, curled up, moaned in pain, clutched his chest, and saw a hideous white mark shining on the covered chest , while the imprint was flashing, it was 'growing' and encroaching on the boy's body.

"Master..." Jiulan lowered her eyes, her outstretched left wrist was bleeding, and the blood slowly slipped down and dripped into the pool. At this time, the pool was already dyed red, looking at Fengyue lying in the pool of blood and moaning in pain, His eyes reflected a touch of sadness, which gradually dimmed again.

It was already midnight at this time, Jiulan stopped the bloodletting, stretched out her hand to lick the blood off her wrist, her blood red eyes fell on the boy in the blood pool.

Jiulan withdrew her gaze, put her hands on the collar of her neck, tore off her tie, unbuttoned her coat, took off her shoes, and jumped into the pool of blood.

Jiulan walked up to him, stretched out her hand and took Fengyue's hand off her chest, only to see that the brand mark had already been scratched with bloodstains, she bit her lip, and tied Fengyue's hands ruthlessly stand up.

Feeling that he was not free, Fengyue struggled a bit, felt a cold hand on his body, and smelled the familiar breath, he let go of his whole body's defenses, and slowly relaxed.

"The young master is so relieved of me. I am going to kill you. Are you so relieved?" Jiulan put her left hand on the brand, blood flowed down from his wrist, staining Fengyue's chest .

Red began to fight with white, and the red light and the white light flickered, evenly matched.

"Master, it only belongs to me, don't you want to let it..." Jiulan's blood-red pupils stared at the brand that was still resisting to the death, no!It should be said to be a curse.

"If you want to take away my young master from me, you have only a dead end..." Jiulan lightly rubbed the body that was 'burned' by the brand representing the 'curse', the chill in his eyes gradually emerged, he... I've never hated someone so much.

"Jiulan..." Fengyue slowly regained consciousness, and with difficulty opened one eye to look at Jiulan, her vision was very blurry, and with the heavy mist in the blood pool, it was difficult to see Jiulan's face clearly.

Hearing the weak call, Jiulan smiled, and met Fengyue's gaze: "Master, you are awake."

"Hmm...huh." Just when Fengyue wanted to pull a smile to signal that he was fine, the pain in his chest doubled and he couldn't help snorting, the eyes that looked at Jiulan became more and more hazy, and the eyelids were very heavy .

"Master, please don't sleep, look at me." Jiulan saw that the curse began to wake up for the second time, Jiulan secretly called 'Damn' in her heart, but she didn't curse, and met Fengyue's sight with a smile.

Fengyue gritted her teeth, tried her best to hold on, feeling unwilling, she spoke in a hoarse voice: "Jiulan, I don't want to be like this...you will have a way, right?"

He is not reconciled, he doesn't want to be 'killed' by this little curse before even killing his enemy, he wants to see his opponent die with his own eyes, he is willing to die, even if it is in the hands of 'him' also good.

"Well, young master, if you bear with it, it will be fine soon, and nothing will happen. Just look at me and don't close your eyes." Jiulan smiled slightly, and the third wave of curses took effect again. , this is already the third curse, as long as you persevere a little longer... it will be fine.

"A lot of blood, Jiulan..." Fengyue moved her pupils and looked at the blood surrounding her. A pool of fresh blood, is it his blood?He didn't give an order to save him, why... He has to pay so much to save himself.

"This is our contract. Before the task is completed, I must protect you. Wishes, orders, sacrifices, anything you want, I will take it, get it, and bring it to you with both hands, even ..." Speaking of this, Fengyue suddenly opened her mouth and said in unison with Jiulan...

"It's your life"

"It's my heart"

"Jiulan, if that day comes, will it hurt even more than now?" Fengyue asked again, and when talking with Jiulan, the pain in her body seemed to have subsided, and she began to become numb.

"No, young master." Jiulan shook her head, if possible, he would use very light, very light hands to make Fengyue unconscious.

"Oh, hiss!" Fengyue said, frowning in pain, because his hands were tied, he couldn't touch the brand, he wanted to cut off the brand with his hands, so that the pain might disappear up.

"Master, just a little more." Jiulan calculated the time and fluctuations, the eighth wave has passed, and the ninth wave has entered.

Fengyue felt that life was passing by, looking at Jiulan, it took a long time to say: "Jiulan, I just... sleep like this, will you... hate... me?"

"Then I will eat you before you close your eyes!" Jiu Lan replied fiercely, looking at Fengyue's slowly closing eyes, her heart froze, and she said cruel words.

"Yes... ah, I once told you that watching roses wither is a kind of 'enjoyment', maybe it's just... um!" Before Fengyue could finish speaking, the tenth wave of curses came and flashed past her eyes. A familiar face, he closed his eyes, breathing a little hard...

After a long time, Jiulan's cold voice sounded, "Maybe I will kill him myself!!"