Blood Princess and the Knight

It is worth mentioning that there is a black man in armor hanging on the corners of the whole painting, but the black villain is too far away, and there is almost no communication between the two sides.

In the last painting, on an altar, the black figure stood alone. She seemed to have given up all resistance. The tin was almost stained with red, and beside her stood a red figure with special horns. .

Unlike the previous paintings, the red villain has ten

Very abstract facial expression, it is smiling evilly, as if it is forcing the black villain on the altar to do something.

Not only it, but the red little people around are all a successful evil smile, and there are circles of black little people standing outside.

Ji Bai seemed to be able to see this lifelike picture close at hand.

Under the dilemma, the black villain chose to compromise and stepped onto the altar step by step. It gave up the last stubborn eyes without a goddess. The little black left on its body was burned to death, and it would become that group of red evil spirits. The appearance, in the noisy voice of wearing a strange sacrifice, gradually lost himself.

And the same kind of black armored villain far away in the sky was already lying on the ground. Qing Gong Wen Guang said, "Tea is here, tea is here!" The sudden scream behind him cut off Ji Bai's thoughts.

Seeing the adoptive mother who had claimed to go to serve tea and bring _bi's door to her house, she walked upside down and walked like crazy, her eyes wandering around like mosquitoes.

Most of the water in the porcelain cup was spilled in Dengpo.

Tea comes _1. Ah ah ...I don't know good or bad things, but I don't know good or bad things! "The adoptive mother saw the scene in the living room, couldn't receive the tea in her hand, clasped her head with her hands, her bulging eyes seemed to burst out.

Naturally, Ji Bai was stunned by the sudden shout. When he reacted, the crazy figure had rushed to him, grabbed the painting in his hand, and ripped it frantically.

"I don't know whether it's good or not. I know...how can I go through other people's things! Dead child, hateful dead child!" The adoptive mother cursed as she went crazy.

Looking at the madness that was very different from the previous gentle and amiable touch, Ji Bai couldn't help but feel sad and distressed and righteous. He suddenly remembered the memory of being tenderly reprimanded by his mother after he committed a crime in his childhood.

Should I say that this feeling of being scolded by my mother has been long gone?

"Why, how can I dig through the cabinets, in other people's homes, there is no politeness at all!" The mother gasped and scolded... the mother, the tea is gone.

"Ah, oh, oh, yeah, the tea has fallen, it has fallen... the mother was taken aback, looking at her empty hands, silently mumbling words that people can't understand and walked back.

"It's okay, one. Once I go to prepare,

.Prepare... Suddenly, my mother turned her head, and her dim old eyes flashed sharply.

"You, you stay here and don't move! You are not allowed to go to other rooms, understand?"

"Pour tea, pour tea, don't be hurried when the guests come... The babbled adoptive mother walks back into the cubicle.

After a moment of silence, in a piece of scraps of paper, Ji Bai turned to look at the room facing Road B and rushed into it without even thinking about it.

The door is not locked, it opens as soon as you push it.

Walking into it was like stepping into a brand new world, Ji Bai was stunned for a moment.

The first thing that catches the eye is the neatly stacked clothing fabrics. The bedding and sheets are clean and spotless, in contrast to the messy and disorderly living room.

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It seems to be a bedroom here. The layout is simple, but it is clean. It is exactly the style of my mother.

In this house like a pig shed, the clean and tidy bedrooms make people feel very uncomfortable and treacherous, but they give Ji Bai a long-lost feeling.

He stepped into the house slowly, sniffing the familiar smell in the air, feeling dry in his heart.

If you compare the whole room to a person, then this bedroom is like a person's heart, with different appearances. Even though the outside is turbid and embarrassing, the heart is still as clear as water, one picture placed on the bedside table. It attracted Ji Bai's attention.

Ji Bai seemed to have thought of something, and moved forward slowly.

Placed on the bedside are the real family portraits of this family-serious and expressionless men standing with their hands under their hands. The young and beautiful girl is nestled on his shoulders with a happy face. Underneath, the young boy is holding his sister, here. In the garden of the old building, this group photo was left, "Ah, what are you doing?? Didn’t you just stay in the living room and don’t move??

Hearing the voice coming from behind Ji Bai silently put the family portrait back on the counter.

He turned his head and saw the blaming mother, but this time he didn't get as angry as before.

"Sorry." Ji Bai walked out of the room.

"Really, how can you mess into someone else's room?... You child is really ignorant." The adoptive mother was full of accusations and turned around babblingly.

Ji Bai was taken aback, familiar words, in a daze, it seemed to have returned to many years ago...

He followed his mother's back,

Sitting together on the dusty sofa. .

"Tea, there is no tea, there is still some one left... I will cook it on fire, drink and sing... Mother said something in her mouth and pushed a steaming rotten porcelain cup over.

Maybe it's long-expired milk, who knows, who would dare to drink what a madman gave?

However, Ji Bai didn't even think about it, and drank it.

"What's wrong with my mother.

Ji Bai's question caused her mother who was in a daze to return to her senses, and immediately reacted. "Okay, okay, it's okay after drinking!" She clapped her hands ten and laughed. She smiled and smiled as the prisoner with the barriers flashed an inconspicuous tear.

Ji Bai calmly took out a tissue and handed it over in silence.

Chapter 18 ~ Long Time No See

When the white horse passed the gap, the strong sun at noon was like falling down the branches, and the faint yellow mixed with blood covered the old building with pale yellow tulle as usual.

Heralding the end of the day also symbolized the beginning of the next day.

Ji Bai understood that it was time to leave.

"You, you are leaving!?" Seeing Ji Bai stand up, her adoptive mother hurriedly got out of the seat, her teeth and claws as if she wanted to express something unspeakable. "Only, just come here for a while, there is nothing to entertain you, guest, you are a guest! There is nothing to entertain, no, no, no, don’t...

"I have to go." Ji Bai said slowly. "The walls have ears, you know, people who stay outside for too long will be "worried".

The hesitating foster mother was silent.

Too much time inside is bound to attract the attention of outsiders. Who would willingly share with a lunatic without logic, she understands this truth, and it is also the reason why she pretends to be crazy and behave stupidly.

"Then, there is nothing that the guest can give away, this, this for you! As a gift, yes, a farewell gift, take it, don’t be polite, mother’s flustered organizing language, as if grabbing a lot of confetti from the ground. Tucked into his arms.

"You are busy, I know you are busy, go out! This house does not welcome you hahahaha! Hurry up, get out!" Before he could react, his mother pushed Ji Bai out the door.

"Kang Dang!" With the sound of the keyhole tightening, only a rusty iron door was left in front of him.

Spreading out the scraps of paper in his hand and slowly pieced it together, Ji Bai found that this piece of paper happened to be the one without a serial number, that is, the one that the black villain was reduced to as the steward.

Did you give this to yourself?

"You evil spirit! Don't come back again! Don't do harm to me again! Get out of here, take your disgusting kind to me! Get out! Get out of here, the farther you go, the better!" Hysterical The roar came from inside the door, stirring the entire corridor.

Standing at the door, Ji Bai stagnated like a clay sculpture, and his heart-piercing roar seemed to carry the last trace of concern and warning. The sadness in it could only be heard by those with a heart.