I, Sakura Matou, the third seat of Chasing Fire!

Nayuta pursed her lips, at that moment she even had the idea of ​​getting rid of Yasaka.

But that was Kunou's mother, and Jiuzhong would be very upset if they got rid of it.

It's like she wants her mother to be with her all the time, but she knows that is impossible, so she especially cherishes the time she can be with her mother.

Maybe the current self should be with my mother instead of here?The little guy looked a little unhappy, Sakura stopped, and now they are not in Kyoto.

It was the kid who said he didn't want to be there.

She chose to give up.

"Why did you choose that?"

Sakura squatted down and gently pressed the little guy's shoulder.

Little Chiyuan obediently came to the ground, and then jumped on Sakura's shoulder.

The little paws that stepped on the mud were not stained with the slightest mud.

　"Cuckoo!"

Little Chiyuan seemed to be talking about something.

It is some words of encouragement to his master.

"I want to be with my mother."

Nayuta raised his head, then lowered his eyes slightly.

"Mom probably won't have much time to spend with Nayuta in the future."

"maybe."

Sakura helplessly smiled, how could things be clear now.

Even if it is the power to control destiny, it cannot be clearly explained what is called the future.

As the saying goes, plans can never keep up with change.

Time is always changing, even if it doesn't leave traces on powerful individuals, it leaves traces called time on other things after all.

Destiny, the future, and the future seem to be different, but they are all the same.

"It would be nice if Nayuta had a mother."

She stood on tiptoe, stretched out her arm, and hugged the snow-white neck.

"Have you decided?"

Sakura smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, supported the little guy's body, and then stood up.

She snuggled into her arms, squinting her eyes.

"It's enough to have a mother, and I also have Sister Befa, Sister Xiaozhi and Aunt Lungominiad!"

"Auntie..."

Sakura's expression was subtle, Belfast was talking about Belfast, Xiaozhi was obviously Asama Tomo, both of them were sisters, only Lungominiad was an aunt.

I don't know what kind of expression she will have when she hears Nayuta addressing her.

But is something missing?

"Purno and Machima?"

"Miss sister and big villain!"

He replied without hesitation, the slightly bulging cheeks were obviously aimed at the latter, that is, Maqima.

"Big villain, indeed."

Sakura smiled and rubbed Nayuta's head.

"Mom will stay with Nayuta a lot, in fact, Nayuta has many aunts and uncles."

"Really!"

His wide eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

"real."

Sakura looked at her with a smile and said.

In fact, he is not a stranger.

Kevin, Alicia, Qianjie, Hua, Eden......

For her, they are close but sometimes quarrelsome companions, comrades-in-arms who can fully entrust their lives, and awkward family members.

"And Gracie, Cosmo, Pado, Aunt Mebius, and Mom's...mother."

The last two words, Sakura, were spoken very lightly, blending with the flowing breeze all around.

But Nayuta she heard.

Mom's mother, is my grandma?

But why does my mother have such an expression.

Could it be that grandma is scary?

"What kind of person is grandma?"

Seeing the curiosity in the little guy's eyes, Sakura didn't speak, just rubbed her little head.

"Mother?"

"I'll tell you later, okay?"

The little guy blinked, bit his lip, and nodded slightly.

She is a good child of her mother, and she will definitely listen to her mother.

But I still have so many uncles and aunts, I really want to see them sooner!

83. Devil's Angel

Demon world.

Blood flows here like a river, and the style of the past is gone.

With a smile on her face, Serafur looked at the sea of ​​corpses and blood that she had created in front of her.

The last transcendent has fallen, slain by her own hand,

The look on that guy's face before he died was so funny.

Unfortunately, only once.

There is no one in this place who can stop her, no, there was none in the first place.

If not for the so-called fun.

The massacre was long over.

"Lord Creator.

"

The smiling demon hurried down and knelt down on one knee in a panic.

"Master Nayuta."

Two times in succession, the knees were stained with blood on the ground.

All around her were stumps.

And Sakura hugged Nayuta and stepped on the sticky blood, the soles of the shoes pulled scarlet threads between lifting and falling.

"Well done."

A fluttering sentence is better than countless compliments.

Serafur, or Kiryu Lanhua's heart was trembling.

Sakura looked around, and raised her hand to hold down the hair that was blown by the wind.

The taste of blood...

Little Chiyuan had already hid in Nayuta's arms, her fleshy body was trembling.

After all, he was only a child, so he couldn't bear to see such a scene.

And Nayuta also hugged Xiao Chiyuan intimately, and gently stroked the bristling hair.

Nayuta is a caring child.

"Get up."

Sakura smiled faintly, and the sudden breeze blew away the blood in the air and the blood on the ground.

The bright red demon world instantly became clean.

But only here.

The killing in the demon world has not stopped, and the disappeared gun demon reappeared here.

The dense gunfire seems to be pursuing a certain rhythm, forming a beautiful tune in the dark.

The gloomy sky, that is the sky that belongs to the demon world.

But at this moment, the pure white figure, the unfolded holy wings, and the brain that is completely composed of pure white colors, the angelic halo is emitting a gentle light.

Angels and demons originate from human beings' fear of life.

Good people yearn to ascend to heaven after death and obtain eternal life after death.

The wicked pray to God (angel) for forgiveness and liberate themselves from their sins.

The concept of an angel has always been a vague concept.

The image of the beautiful blond angel big sister is nothing more than a modern fantasy, a derivative of the word blasphemy.

After all, who doesn't want to have a close or negative distance with the beautiful Miss Angel?

But that's just a joke, real angels are never beautiful, they can be the incarnation of pure white, or the blackest existence.

At this moment, a demon called an angel stands on the dome of the sky.

It drives the so-called life, and transforms into a sharp weapon that can easily deprive life.

Knife, gun, blade, club...  

All weapons capable of taking life.

Then it was like a light rain, and every drop of rain fell precisely on the heads of the fleeing demons.

Being pierced and smashed, like the sound of a watermelon bursting, became the drumbeat among the gunshots.

Bullets fly across the air, each one has its own mission to kill more demons!

And some people were avoided by these bullets and enjoyed their last lives.

The demon named Shitori Sona is one of them.

Her sister fought for her last chance, with her worthless dignity and soul.

"I thought you'd figured it out."

Sakura looked at Serafur in front of her, her soul was still struggling, like a dying fish bouncing vigorously on the ground, she longed to jump back into the water, but there was no sea that belonged to her.

She sold her soul in exchange for the survival of her sister.

This is a contract, and the devil abides by the contract, so Kiryu Lanhua let the gun devil keep her life.

But she seemed to realize something.

The contract Kiryu Lanhua gave her was only herself and the demon of the gun, but the angel and demon in the dome of the sky were not included in the contract.

Kiryu Lanhua wants the gun demon to abide by her contract with Serufur, but the angel demon does not.

But it still hasn't killed Jitori Sona, but who knows if it will do so in the next second?