"If you don't let me go, I'll call someone!" Flowers such as Mo pushed tujun again for a long night. Although she said so, her voice was still very low, and the pink color on her face brought by the hot spring was more and more bright.

but in the long night when I looked at her, the color in the eyes of the two pupils became more and more deep, and they were dyed with a kind of extremely rich black, like the demon flowers blooming from the bottomless magic abyss, as if they were going to suck people away together with their souls. They were so dangerous that...