My Origin is Your Wife

"Killing others is very important, but Xiao Wuyue still has the right to choose." Two rituals said slowly.

"Has anyone ever told you... It's really scary for you to comfort others with your eyes open like that." Yumizuka Mayzuki made a nearly hoarse voice out of his throat.

She stared at the pair of "Demon Eyes of Immediate Death" in front of her, not daring to move her body.

"No." The corners of Liang Ri's mouth slightly curled up. "But it works well, doesn't it?"

Yumatsuka Wuyue burst out laughing.

Ryoichi stood up slowly, holding a knife in his left hand, and asked Elte Lucki a question. "Let me ask you another question, do those dead disciples who attacked Sakura have anything to do with you?"

The vampire princess in front of her, known as "Black Princess", gave her a strange feeling, which made Er Ri hesitate whether to make a move.

Eltruchi tilted her head.

"Yes, of course there is."

They all came here to kill themselves, so it doesn't matter.

Listening to Erte Luqi's answer, the expressions of the two rituals became a little bit cold.

part.34 The sword swung by throbbing

Looking up at the sky, the moon gradually approaching the full moon exudes a beautiful halo.

Like colored glaze, it was as crystal clear as a moon that could be held in one's arms.

That alluring moonlight is an aphrodisiac drug for vampires.

Because the king of the moon - Brunstad of the red moon, is the prototype of the true ancestors.

But this is not the reason why Erte Luqi deliberately provokes the anger of the two rituals at this time.

She stared at the terrifying, rainbow-level, and the highest level of all magic eyes, the "Demonic Eyes of Immediate Death".

The right hand stretched out, and then it was stained with blood little by little.

style... is it?

That's the name that came out of Sakura's mouth, right?

Eltruchi turned into a black shadow, and stretched out bloody claws towards the two rituals.

Ryoichi kicked Gongzuka Wuyue's little butt lightly with his foot, and slowly grasped the knife with his right hand.

The Taidao was unsheathed little by little, and the brilliant cold magic eyes watched the opponent behind the bright silver blade.

She is one of the twenty-seven patriarchs.

One of the strongest opponents the two rites have so far foreseen.

Clang——

Accompanied by the sound of the long knife being unsheathed, the two rituals ran wildly on the street.

Her running speed almost reached the limit of human beings, and the light orange kimono was blown by the wind in the night, making a hunting sound.

With one kick on the ground, the two ceremonial postures almost glide against the ground.

In just one breath, she can stab the knife into Eltruchi's heart.

Saw--

Crimson "thread".

Like graffiti, lines were drawn along the petite vampire girl's body in front of her.

Compared to those dead apostles who are so densely covered with crimson "threads" that they can't even see their original appearance.

The girl in front of her has pitifully little lines on her body.

So far, the two ceremonies have only seen a few people who can compare with her.

The blade in her hand pointed towards the past, and she seemed to have foreseen it... As long as the knife walked along those lines, the girl in front of her would be cut into pieces by herself in an instant.

Since it's not human, it doesn't matter if you kill it.

But before that, the blood-red hand pierced towards Liang Ri's heart.

The two rituals raised their swords horizontally to block Eltruchi.

Erte Luqi held the knife of the two rituals in her hand and looked up at her. Because of the rapid running and sudden stop, her long black hair bloomed like a rose in the night.

Mode...

Eltruchi stared at those blue eyes.

When Sakura was in a coma, when she was held in her arms, the name she said was her, right?

It's her!

Erte Luqi tilted her head, and grinned at the corners of her mouth, revealing her cute little canine teeth.

I know it clearly, as long as I say Sakura's name... as long as I explain things clearly... I will definitely not be able to fight.

but...

Not happy.