AndthecurveofthemouthofthedevilinfrontofhimwasstillrisihestrangeappearanceofZongJiu，andthevoicecamefromthemouththatspilledblood，＂Youremember?＂

Thedevilstrokedthemagi，sthinwaist，andafteradeephit，ZongJiu，swordsweretornapart.

Heheldthemagi，sbeautifulface，＂Mydear，yougavemethesword，Iaccept.＂

Thedevil，sexpressionandbodybecamemoreexcitedbecauseofthethoughtofthatZongJiu，thedarkgoldenpupilswerebrighterthanusual，andthebodyhitmoreandmorequickly，almosttoietheboneandblood.

ButZongJiudidnothear，hisworldwasleftwiththedeviltightlyheld，andhiseyeswereleftwiththedevindthedazzlingbloodonthedevil.

Slowly，slowlymergingwiththedevilinfrontofhim.

＂Getout...Uh...ah...＂

Hisbodywasoverflowingwithblood.

Hebowedhisheadandkissed.Itwasakissthatsmelledofblood.

ThevoiceofthesystemringsintheearsofZongJiu:S－leveltraineeZongJiu，haspletedthehiddenmaintask:findoneofhislostthings.

，You，recrazy！Letgo！＂ZongJiuwantstogetout，buthe，ttearthedevil，spuppetthreadnow，thoseinvisiblethreadsbiwoofthemtightlytogether，inseparable，andthedevindZongJiu，seyeslookateachother，thewholebodyispierced，buthisfacedoesnotseesadnessandpain，stillsmiling.

Note:ZongJiurememberedeverythingexceptthosethingsaboutbeingintimatewiththedevil.

Itseemsthatthebetedpuppetwirefinallyappeared，theytookZongJiu，shandtograspthehahesword，thedevil，sonehandonZongJiu，swaist，theotherhandhuggedhisbadthearmandthepuppetwiretogethertopullZongJiuintohisarms，andZongJiuwasholdingthephysicalswordallthewaythroughthedevil，sheart，stabbedthroughhisbody，andthebloodyswordtipwasstabbedoutofhisback.Thebcksuitjacketwasimmediatelycoveredinargepoolofblood.

＂Givemeohug.＂Thedevilheldthesilver－hairedmagitightly，likeachildwhoisafraidofthedarkandsleepseverynightwitharabbitdollsentbyhisfavoritebigbrother.

Ihickdarknessonlytheviscouspassiorising.

＂Don，tmove.＂

＂Justkidding，howadevildiesoeasily?＂

TheinvisiblewallofgssthatstoodinfrontofZongjiu，ssciousnessfromthiscopybrokeintoamillionpieaninstant，eaeplungingintothebodyofthedevilwhowasstillsmilingaftertheshatteredworld.

＂Asshole！！Ahh...＂

Threehoursfromthetraineedormitory

ZongJiu，sheartsuddeawrengpain，hiseyesbegantoshake，thehandholdingtheswantoshakeviolently，hasbeenuoholdthesword，theswordwasabouttoslipfromhishand.

Hepressedhislipstothebackofthemagi，swhiteneck，＂Honey，youweresohotatthattime，Ithinkitwouldbeagoodendingifyoureallydiedinyourarms.＂

ThisisagamefJiu.

Hissciousnessfellintoathickbck.

riedtoincorporateeachotherintotheirownblood，andthedevil，iostealhimfromtheevilGodintothepunishmentcopysomewhereintheuniverse，handedhimthebrightredrosecoveredwithdewdrop.