Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

As she spoke, she smiled softly, stepped on the silent rhythm, jumped from the pool of blood, circled, turned around with a demure back, stretched her slender feet and arms, and circled lightly.

It was as beautiful as dancing to a silent melody.

Finally, she turned around, looked at Shi Chen, and asked softly:

"How about it?"

"It's beautiful."

Shi Chen nods

"It's really as beautiful as a swan."

That's right, like a swan dancing from the blood-colored lake, it's obviously a scary color, and it's a terrifying sight, but with her around, everything seems to become better.

Like a red swan.

"Not only ballet, but also painting, singing, and even the violin."

Pandora suddenly said: "I have studied very hard. After all, I used to be a genius child star... Watching movies, listening to music, cooking, knitting, helping the elderly and children, donating money to those in need, chasing stars, falling in love .I've tried pretty much everything that makes me happy."

She looked at the girl in front of her, and at some point, her smile had disappeared.

"But I have never experienced the kind of happiness you mentioned. Why is this, Shi Chen?"

She took a step forward and solemnly stared at Shi Chen's pupils: "How can I be as happy as you? Yes, please tell me."

"Should I, how can I be happy?"

"Please tell me."

She said, "Whatever you want, I can give it to you."

Almost begging, she looked into Shi Chen's eyes expectantly, begging for her mercy: "Please tell me!"

"..."

Shi Chen was silent, looking at her with pity, at her battered soul, and the darkness that had engulfed her.

His lips parted, but he couldn't speak.

Can only be powerless silent.

So, Pandora lowered her eyes clearly, as if she had expected it.

"There's nothing you can do, right?"

Ever since she became a witch, she has been trying to be able to experience the things in other people's mouths, the joy in preschool stories, the love in fairy tales, and the happiness that exists at the end of every story...

But what is happiness?What is happiness?What is the so-called love?

"These things are all lies, right?"

As if finally comprehended, Pandora murmured suddenly.

Those are all lies.

It's all... lies!

It was a lie the world used to deceive her alone.

It was a treasure that only others could show off to her, and she had nothing.

"..."

During the long silence, Shi Chen didn't dare to look into her eyes, and sighed weakly: "I'm sorry."

"Is that so?"

Pandora's eyes gradually turned cold, no longer the enthusiasm and expectation just now, and gradually became empty like an abyss.

"Why don't you leave? Time, isn't the trial over?"

She asked indifferently: "You who have never come here for divinity, as long as you want, you can leave here at any time, right? Why do you want to stay with a big witch to play games?"

"I wanted to run, but I didn't run away, and then I didn't want to run."

time said

"I want to save you."

……

ヾ(?〇｀)ノ???

Chapter 680 Eight Days Of Sorrow

Pandora was silent.

In the silence, as if hearing an excellent joke, he involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth, shook his heart, pulled his vocal cords, and let out a mocking and narrow laugh.

laughing out loud.

"Is that so?"

It seemed that she finally understood what she wanted to do with all the futile efforts all this time, but because of this, she felt even more unbelievable, and felt even more... absurd!

"You really look like a prince, Your Highness, Shi Chen."

She murmured softly, raised her eyes from the whisper, and faced the young man in front of her, revealing a hideous and dead silence that was like the essence of the abyss.

Countless blood and water were turbulent, because the sound of thunder sounded in the distance.

The silence on the Broken Street was torn apart, the corpses piled up in mountains fell apart under the collision, and the curtain of blood rain was shaken and rolled in all directions.

A sharp shadow emerged from the end of the blood rain, whistling, and condensed its own form from nothingness, and came under the trampling of the crystal shoes.

Under the dark green candlelight, the huge withered pumpkin was soaked in blood, and under the pull of the skeleton horse, six huge wheels crushed the earth, bursting with thunder.

Under Cinderella's prayer, the pumpkin carriage from the nightmare resurfaced in this hell with a chilling breath.

"Then please dance with me, Your Royal Highness."

Panduo stretched out his hand, stroking the face of the giant skeleton horse, and turned his head to extend an invitation to Shi Chen in the distance: "Just like you standing on the stage at that time, shining brightly, as if you could save everyone by performing.

Please dance with me. "

In this way, boarded the carriage of death, and cast a last grim glance at the hour:

"—I am deeply...envious of you."

As a result, the skeleton war horse neighed, and bloody flames rose from the carriage, forming a ferocious and violent form that seemed substantial.Regardless of his own strength and madness, the miracle of the road to enlightenment was awakened, and he breathed out the breath of death ferociously towards the time.

The love of the abyss rests on it!

In the silence, Shichen sighed, the prince's dazzling light had faded away, peeling off the dazzling virtues of the sword.

The iron hooves trampled on the broken road, and a white horse came back from the void and neighed. Seeing Cinderella on the carriage in the distance, he couldn't help taking a step back, and snorted towards Shichen unhappily.

A pair of eyes stared at the time.

Why can you provoke such a troublesome opponent?

"Yes."

Time to scratch your head

"Why did you encounter such a difficult enemy?"

Why do we always encounter things we don't want to encounter?

After thinking about it, there seems to be only one reason.

Maybe the world is not good for you.

But isn't she lucky compared to others?

She hasn't fallen down yet, she hasn't faced the suffering, torture and ravages she can't bear, she hasn't been taken away by unreasonable and sudden death, and she hasn't been obliterated by this world.

She is still alive, she can still get up, she can continue to move forward, and she still has an idol who supports her.

So where is there any excuse to complain?What reason can escape it?

Now, the bitter water has been poured out, and she hasn't died yet, so she can't give up here yet.

"I'm going to perform my duties as a prince."

Shi Chen looked at the white horse and asked with a smile, "Can I help you?"

The white horse stared at him, not knowing whether it was annoyed or frustrated, and soon, snorted, and after snorting twice, proudly puffed out his chest, signaling her to hurry up and stop dawdling.

Naturally, it is very handsome.

Shi Chen grinned, got on his horse, and looked at the figure in the darkness above the carriage.

"Ready? Her Royal Highness."

The official witch held the rein and sword in her hands, and announced softly:

"—I'm going!"

In front of the blood-colored carriage, the two skeleton warhorses neighed uncomfortably and roared silently.

In the darkness above the carriage, a happy smile appeared.

"Only you can bring me such happiness, Shichen."

Pandora raised her hand, and painful flames emerged from the ashes, covering the entire chariot. The power of the road of enlightenment was driving here, showing in her hands, placing huge power on this chariot.

She stared at Shi Chen's face, waiting for her final performance, the last thin slice of happiness she could seek.

Come on, His Royal Highness.

Please bring me the last happiness!

……

In the silence, everything seemed to freeze.

The blood rain that fell from the sky was infected by the frost rising from the sky, stagnant in the icy wind, and the heaven and earth fell into awe-inspiring silence.

There were only roars and loud noises from beyond the sky.

When a dazzling flash of light flashed from the sky, a sharp and piercing collision sounded from the cracks in the blood-red sky.

The world was shaking, before the mighty force that came from nowhere.

Immediately afterwards, the dark clouds shattered, endless blazing light gushed out from the sky, countless flesh and blood grew like trees, and the hands of the Redeemer struggled to grab the cracks in the sky.

It's like impatiently waiting for delivery.

But is it the joyful cry of birth, or the pain and lamentation of death?

There was joy and despair in the shrill cry that no one could tell, and then, a huge corpse fell from the sky, burning, crushing the cracked clouds, and emitting a radiance of old age and despair.

That is the sun.

The sun is falling, falling to the plateau

Because the eternal night is coming

"Come on, Pandora."

Shi Chen clenched the hilt of his sword and murmured softly: "I will bet everything on me—"

At that moment, the white horse bathed in blood followed the prince's low roar, stepped on its iron hooves, followed the last glow, and launched an impact on the enemy.

The blade was raised, leading the last sunset to smash the darkness ahead.

With her back facing the day of collapse, she moved forward, as if her figure was about to melt into the brilliant and stern sun.

like a prince.

sparkling with light.

The countless afterglows that fell on the earth seemed to be startled by the march of the horse's hoof. They flew up like fireflies, followed the glow, flew into the sky, and disappeared into the darkness.

"It's dazzling, prince."

Pandora stared at the burning afterglow, not knowing whether it was longing or anger, she just smiled and whispered softly: "Please redeem me, Your Highness..."

The roar of darkness!

In the swirl of darkness, the hideous pumpkin carriage vibrated violently, roaring forward.

The rain of blood rolled up, defying gravity, and flew towards the sky.