Chapter 130: Taming a Great Demon King (25)

Since someone wanted to help her, why would she not do it?

Reaching out his hand, Situ's red lips curled up, more delicate than the blooming flaming red rose.

The diamond ring was particularly dazzling under the refraction of the sun, but this scene happened to fall in the eyes of a man disguised as a gardener.

She is really nice.

As soon as he killed him, he immediately married another man.

Do you really think he's dead?

Situ: Not bad, the coffin was welded to you, and a cross was installed by the way.

To prevent fraud.

"Thank you for the blessing of the God of Light."

The diamond ring was worn on Si Tu's ring finger, and everything was a matter of course.

The time for the engagement ceremony will be next month, together with Si Tu's coming-of-age ceremony and the Earl's Honoring Ceremony.

And this ceremony is destined to be envied by all the nobles in the royal city.

Especially, Alice.

Jealousy almost wiped out all of her patience, why should the benefits be her Situ's?

If it wasn't for her, her father would have promised her to inherit the position of earl.

So, why does she want to live in this world?

Alice's face in the mirror was distorted by jealousy, uglier than the toad used by witches to refine black magic.

But what she didn't notice was that a dark shadow suddenly appeared in her room.

"You want everything from her, and I can satisfy you."

Suddenly there was a voice in the room, which made Alice scream in surprise, causing the maid outside to worry.

"Miss Alice, are you all right?"

The maid knocked politely on the door, she was not allowed into the master's room without permission.

"No, it's alright, go do your work first."

Alice stepped back alertly, but her inner desire didn't want her to miss a chance.

Even if it is to make a deal with the devil, she will not hesitate!

"It seems that you have the answer in your heart."

The man in black sneered, the cloak covering most of his appearance.

But those eyes can awaken the deepest desire in human hearts.

"Can you help me kill her?"

Alice tried hard not to let her voice tremble, and ambition and desire repeatedly played with her fragile rational nerves.

"No, I can help you become her."

"Has her beautiful appearance, noble blood, and a wedding and a title that is envied by countless people."

The man in black had a low voice, like a devil in hell, coaxing stupid and timid humans little by little.

Seeing her expression gradually being replaced by madness, a mocking arc crossed the corner of Sasm's mouth.

Look, this is human beings.

It only takes one or two words from him to make them desperate for the desires in their hearts.

Even willing to offer their souls.

"Really?"

Alice trembled, not from fear, but from excitement.

"Everything about her will belong to you."

His promises are like an addictive drug that makes Alice do everything she can to make a deal with the devil.

Sasm took out a small medicine bottle with a layer of black gas floating on it, which was extremely evil.

"Drink it on the night of a banquet and you can make your dreams come true."

Alice stared greedily at the medicine bottle, her sanity has collapsed, and desire dominates everything.

From the beginning of the transaction, she has betrayed the God of Light.

The gates of hell will await her arrival.

Time passed quickly, the roses were about to wither, and the leaves of the manor covered every corner.

Autumn is here, and tomorrow will be her award ceremony.

Situ collected all the evidence about Ella's death.

There is no doubt that the murderer is Alice, and Bourne, who witnessed all this, chose to turn a blind eye.

Originally, Ella could survive after first aid, but Byrne wanted her to die completely.

Neither of these two can escape.

At the grandest ceremony in the royal city tomorrow, she will make the evidence public and judge their crimes with the law.

No one can escape.

"Miss Situ, your dress has arrived."

The maid respectfully presented the beautiful dress with envy in her eyes.

Si Tu didn't care about these, and said casually,

"Just put it in my room."

She lowered her head and drank the lipstick tea, but she did not notice a flashing figure beside the closet.

Night fell, the moon was hanging like a hook, and under the city wall, several black shadows shuttled past.

Queen Windsor is preparing her attire for tomorrow's ceremony, her face kind and joyful.

"I heard that Miss Magritte is more beautiful than the most delicate red rose."

The maid selected accessories for her master, unaware of the danger.

The blade of light struck instantly, and a scar was drawn on her neck.

Blood splattered on Windsor's nightgown, and the carpet was instantly dyed red.

"Long time no see, my dear mother."

Sasm moved like a ghost, reaching out and grabbing Windsor's neck.

"You, you are, that devil!"

Windsor's pupils shrank suddenly, her face full of disbelief.

Wasn't he thrown into the dark forest by her long ago, how could he come back alive?

"Well, the word demon seems a little inaccurate, maybe you should say - fallen angel."

Black wings stretched out from his back, blocking out the moonlight outside the window.

Betrayed the God of Light, fell into hell, and could never be redeemed.

But is this the reason why he should be given up?

"You really came back for revenge."

Windsor's vision began to blur, and he murmured, but there was no regret in his eyes.

"Before you die, I want to give you a gift to see the God of Light."

As soon as he finished speaking, Phil threw a head at Windsor's feet in disgust.

It was the head of Louis XIV.

His eyes were round and round, and he couldn't rest his eyes.

"Don't worry, and Temple, he will come down to accompany you right away."

He doesn't want to let anyone of the royal family go!

"You, you devil, you will definitely be cursed by the God of Light!"

Windsor's veins swelled up on her forehead, her eyes kept turning up and down, and she lost her breath for a while.

Throwing the person aside, Sasm took out the handkerchief he was carrying, which had a faint rose fragrance.

A taste that makes him feel at ease.

"Fel, she said the God of Light will curse me."

Sasm folded his wings, and the moonlight reappeared, falling on his shoulders, looking extraordinarily lonely.

Viciously kicked Windsor's body, Phil laughed sarcastically,

"If the God of Light is really useful, they won't die in the safest place in the royal city."

The God of Light will not bless human beings. It has always been high above, enjoying the worship of the world, but laughing at the stupidity of human beings.

"Leave the rest to Angela, I believe he will satisfy me."

Sasm spread his black wings and disappeared into the moonlight.

In the royal city, the new king and queen appeared in everyone's sight.

The blood in the dormitory had already been cleaned up, as if nothing had happened.