Chapter 947: God descends (58)

Seeing that Hoddle was unmoved, he opened his arms and hugged the girl in his arms tightly. With a protector's posture, worry was hidden deep in his eyes.
He doesn't know what happened to Cloya?
The energy of a sudden riot.
Perhaps it was the Fallen Demon, because he felt the familiarity of this dark power.
...No, it won't be a fallen demon.
He is the God of Darkness, and he has never felt any signs of degradation in her.
"Cloa..."
The black-haired girl pursed her lips, an obvious impatience emerged, saying, "Get out of the way."
She turned the sickle in her hand.
The threat is beyond words.
Ciller on the side also called her softly: "Master."
The girl turned her head and glanced at him, her eyes were indifferent, there was nothing inside, she seemed to suddenly not recognize them.
Glancing again at Hoddle, who was holding herself, the girl raised her black sickle and pressed it against the man's beautiful neck, her face expressionless, her cold voice spit out from her thin lips.
"Let go or kill you."
Hoddle was startled.
He moved his thin lips and slowly said, "I don't believe it."
The black-haired girl seemed to be irritated, her eyebrows were full of impatience, her hand turned over, and the black sickle in her hand instantly shrank into a small dagger, facing the man in front of her.
He stabbed it up.
The girl pulled her thin red lips and smiled badly: "You look good, and I don't want you to die so undecently."
She seemed to be explaining what she had just done.
Hoddle looked at her pale, and there was a feeling she couldn't understand hidden in her black eyes, which made Fu Yue feel irritated.
The knife went down, very strange, it didn't get to the ground, there was no blood.
Fu Yue couldn't help but twist her eyebrows.
what happened?
The man's eyes were filled with sadness that she couldn't understand. His cold and long eyelashes trembled, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You want to kill me."
The girl cursed: "Don't talk nonsense."
She does not believe in evil.
The black sickle in his hand reappeared, and with a wave of it out of thin air, it was drawn down with a beautiful curve like a crescent, and it slashed straight on the Dark God.
The opponent's body just turned into a black mist, dissipated, and then condensed into a solid body again, unscathed.
There is sadness across the man's beautiful eyes.
He is a god, immortal and immortal.
Even if a does not have a body, he will not really fall.
He whispered: "You can't kill me."
The girl stretched out her hand and rubbed her head. She looked at the two people in front of her. Seeing that both Hoddle and Ciller looked at her with a look that she couldn't understand, her heart was furious.
The guy in black hugged her as soon as he came up, calling her Cloya, and stood motionless to let her chop.
Inexplicable neurosis.
And the blond man next to him also looked like this.
The black-haired girl stepped back, pressing the sickle in her hand against the ground, and turned to leave.
"Master, don't you want Ciller?"
The blond man spoke suddenly.
Fu Yue frowned. She wanted to say that I don't know you, but a bad idea suddenly crossed her mind...
The girl curled her lips slowly.
She raised her eyes and smiled at Ciller, her lips soft as petals, and she uttered cold and merciless words.
"Yeah, I don't want you anymore."
After saying this, the girl turned around, her figure disappeared in a flash, leaving only two pale-faced people.
"Speak without counting the words"
Dangdang~
This is the worst side of my goose Fuyue. It was Fu Yue who lost all humanity and kindness when she fell.
hiahiahia~ I am so excited.