Pirate’s Hell

In the words of poetry, this mask is the unique and unique masterpiece that he inspired and specially tailored for Su Yi, so Su Yi only has the possibility of liking it, and there is no possibility of disliking it. This is nothing. Fake, at least in Su Yi's opinion, he really fell in love with this mask at first sight.

This is a very strange shape. It is said that the flower is not like a flower. It is like a grass instead of a grass. The whole body is black and red, with black stems and leaves, and a red flower heart. It is curling like black and red flames. The evil aura from **** happened to be able to penetrate into people’s hearts. Poetry watched Su Yi intently, and a sense of pride grew spontaneously. This is a picture he never designed, but when he first saw Su Yi This is the picture that appeared in his mind. He thought, this should be the most suitable for this man, so he pounced on it for a few days and finally made the finished product, but now the finished product is good, it is dead after all Yes, it's almost something.

"Come here, this is your mask. I will call it Hell Flowing Flame for the time being." Su Yi came back to his senses and realized that Shi was calling himself, and then obediently walked to Shi Hou Li, holding the mask. Feeling restless, so I let Su Yi bit his finger and drip the blood on it. After watching him do the same, he stared at the mask dripping with blood nervously, Su Yi asked curiously:

"Is there any problem? Is it possible to confess with blood?"

"Cut~ what do you know, real works are alive, not to mention yours is the most successful baby I have made in so many years, let you drop blood on it to give him new life!"

Su Yi nodded and said that he had understood. Although he was still confused as before, fortunately, Shi did not intend to train him into a generation of master craftsmen. He just snorted and ignored him, and continued to carefully look at the mask in his hand.

The drop of Su Yi's blood dripped to the most obvious red heart under the poem's deliberate instructions. Under the four hot gazes, the drop of blood permeated in a little bit. If the mask just now was a dead fire , Then the current mask is two groups of **** fires entwined with each other, and they are truly alive jumping flames.

"Live! Really live!"

Shi yelled in surprise. This is the most destined and the most psychic he has encountered since making so many masks. Su Yi is also watching. It is clear that the mask has not changed at all before and after the blood is dripped, but just watching There is a huge difference between this and just now, it seems that this is the "living" in the poem.

"Quickly, take it! Take it and show it to me!"

Shi put the mask on Su Yi's hand while smiling excitedly, urging him to put it on quickly. Although Shi has a strong interest in this mask, he also knows that the mask is so aura because it is specially designed for Born by Su Yi, he never had any other thoughts. Fortunately, he didn't see the true side of this mask. This is something to follow.

Su Yi brought the mask up under the urging of Shi. At that moment, Shi really believed that there were souls and souls in the world. If it was said that the mask just came alive, it is now worn by Su Yi. When Su Yi opened his blood-red eyes, the whole person was like Shura who had just walked out of hell. Looking at them and these ants coldly, it made people frightened. Dare to look straight.

Su Yi also had a strange feeling. When he put on this mask, he seemed to have found a long-lost part of his body. The whole person was intact. He felt the breath from heaven and earth while breathing, and his heart was vast.

"This is the living..."

Hearing what the poem was muttering, Su Yi came back to his senses and realized that everything he saw with his eyes was different. Not only could he see the existing people, but he could also see their trajectory and breathing, knowing that it was The ability that the mask brought him, he was a little more admired by the mask in his heart.

"Su Yi."

Hearing the poem calling him, I quickly met his eyes

"I seem to... have done an amazing thing..."

Su Yi looked at the poem that was still dumbfounded and nodded with a smile. He did an amazing thing. There is probably no other person in the world who can make such a mask called a god.

"No, I want to record it. I want Sifang and Xili to know what a great thing I have done, with a mask of soul! This is definitely a shock of the century!"

Under Su Yi's gaze, the poetry ran away. Su Yi was speechless again. Seeing that he was so excited, he stopped disturbing him. He took off the mask and looked at him several times. .

"What a baby."

"By the way, Su Yi, you quickly go back and prepare. The Quartet says that the boss has agreed to your departure, but Dong Xiang wants to meet you for the last time and tell you. Just tomorrow, at the coffee shop, she will go to you after school! Go! Go, I want to show off my pride to them!"

This was the first time that Su Yi saw Poetry so excited, put the mask on his face and walked back.

No one knows the meaning of the existence of this world, let alone the meaning of their existence, but there are many people in the world who like to study this, and then come up with all kinds of different answers, there is no absolute truth, just look at what you believe .

Dong Xiang didn't know what she believed, her identity had been determined since her birth, and she had no choice.

After seeing the man who walked into the coffee shop for the first time, I knew that he was different from himself. He had a canyon aura, but it was different. The difference was finally revealed. That man could be like a human being. Alive.

Human beings, Ghoul, she only knows that she is a Ghoul, and she must live well. No one can deprive her of her life. Although her existence is beyond the tolerance of most people in the world, she has seen that man for so many years. Everything that I believed in began to slowly change.

She admitted that at first she was really jealous of Su Yi, and the person she was jealous of actually stayed in the coffee shop so calmly, hey, that ghoul, can't you see my disgust for you! ..