English version From entering this copy， Zong Jiu felt a sticky line of sight always following him. Before entering the copy， his consigliere Zhuge An gave him a diva， said he had a catastrophe here， but there was no danger， so Zong Jiu relaxed. As long as he doesn，t die， the main system can turn him back to being alive and kicking. The advisor looked at the devil next to Zong Jiu， or did not say anything， but after a black and white figure disappeared， and looked at the shadows of them， the black in the ink pupil seemed to sink deeper. The sensible does not fall in love... Zhuge An picked up the gossip plate back to the house and then meditating. In the copy. Zong Jiu certainly knew that the sight was from the devil， but what made him feel confused was that the line of sight he felt was not full of malice， not a cold， cold look at the back of the head， but full of boiling heat， even full of sexual desire， like a light emanating from a high－energy heat lamp， so hot that Zong Jiu felt that the back of his head was almost burned out of a hole. When passing a junction， Zong Jiu could not bear the close attention of this kind of sexual harassment， and he turned his head， his pale pink eyes slightly narrowed， to locate the puppet controlled by the devil. The magician，s luck was really not good， he was searching for the nearby NPC， but saw that half long black hair black suit man turned from an aisle appeared in front of him. Zong Jiu heart a meal， the devil did not choose to manipulate the puppet this time， but directly on the person?? No wonder Zhuge An said he had a bullet， real appearance of the devil how much deterrent， Zong Jiu but know. ＂Dear ～＂ The magician opposite frowned in disgust.?。on，t call me that disgusting name?。?/br> Opposite the devil，s eyes flashing completely undisguised desire， face this kind of eyes let the nine feel more uncomfortable. Asshole? A pervert? You can get aroused by an old enemy. The magician who felt offended was particularly unhappy.He thought of these strange manifestations of the devil， and an idea came to his mind. A magician is not afraid of gambling， so let，s take a gamble. He suddenly walked in the direction of the devil， the devil，s face was a little surprised， he watched Zong Jiu step by step towards him， with obvious joy in his eyes， the last few meters distance， the devil even opened his arms to Zong Jiu open arms， the mouth raised a smile. ＂Dear ～＂ Right now！ Zong Jiu also regardless of whether it will be bound by the puppet silk， from the copy to now accumulated anger has been about to detonate， in any case he must severely pit the devil！ The holy sword of physics on the ear was in his hand in an instant， and Zong Jiu firmly， forcefully， and precisely stabbed it into the devil，s heart. A vital organ in the body of a devil or devil that stores dark forces. It is usually dark red in color and has a high density and strong negative energy. According to legend， the devil，s heart is the source and essence of his power. In the devil blood along the holy sword sword body flow to the hands of ZongJiu，s moments， ?in his brain， a stone to the surface of the water， swinging out of countless ripples， each ripple is a memory. They confronted each other in their tiny black coffins， they danced at masquerades， They made love in dangerous copies， kissed each other， and even tried to incorporate each other into their own blood， and the devil， in order to steal him from the evil God into the punishment copy somewhere in the universe， handed him the bright red rose covered with dew drop. The invisible wall of glass that stood in front of Zongjiu，s consciousness from this copy broke into a million pieces in an instant， each one plunging into the body of the devil who was still smiling after the shattered world. His body was overflowing with blood. Slowly， slowly merging with the devil in front of him. And the curve of the mouth of the devil in front of him was still rising， he saw the strange appearance of Zong Jiu， and the voice came from the mouth that spilled blood，?。ou remember?＂ Zong Jiu，s heart suddenly felt a wrenching pain， his eyes began to shake， the hand holding the sword began to shake violently， has been unable to hold the sword， the sword was about to slip from his hand. ＂Don，t move.＂ It seems that the belated puppet wire finally appeared， they took Zong Jiu，s hand to grasp the handle of the sword， the devil，s one hand on Zong Jiu，s waist， the other hand hugged his back， and the arm and the puppet wire together to pull Zong Jiu into his arms， and Zong Jiu was holding the physical sword all the way through the devil，s heart， stabbed through his body， and the bloody sword tip was stabbed out of his back. The black suit jacket was immediately covered in a large pool of blood. ，You，re crazy！ Let go?。ⅰong Jiu wants to get out， but he can，t tear the devil，s puppet thread now， those invisible threads bind the two of them tightly together， inseparable， and the devil and Zong Jiu，s eyes look at each other， the whole body is pierced， but his face does not see sadness and pain， still smiling. He held the magician，s beautiful face，?。y dear， you gave me the sword， I accept.＂ He bowed his head and kissed. It was a kiss that smelled of blood. ＂Give me one last hug.＂ The devil held the silver－h(huán)aired magician tightly， like a child who is afraid of the dark and sleeps every night with a rabbit doll sent by his favorite big brother. The voice of the system rings in the ears of Zong Jiu: S－level trainee Zong Jiu， has completed the hidden main task: find one of his lost things. But Zong Jiu did not hear， his world was left with the devil tightly held， and his eyes were left with the devil and the dazzling blood on the devil. This is a game for Zong Jiu. His consciousness fell into a thick black. Three hours from the trainee dormitory ＂Just kidding， how can a devil die so easily?＂ ＂Asshole??！ Ahh...＂ The devil stroked the magician，s thin waist， and after a deep hit， Zong Jiu，s words were torn apart. He pressed his lips to the back of the magician，s white neck，?。oney， you were so hot at that time， I think it would be a good ending if you really died in your arms.＂ The devil，s expression and body became more excited because of the thought of that Zong Jiu， the dark golden pupils were brighter than usual， and the body hit more and more quickly， almost to integrate the bone and blood. ＂Get out... Uh... ah...＂ In the thick darkness only the viscous passion kept rising. Note: Zong Jiu remembered everything except those things about being intimate with the devil.