Chapter 152: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (10)
"It seems you are as cowardly as your mother."
The evil ghost sighed in regret, and the crimson emotion in his eyes faded slightly.
The words "cowardly mother" made Cinderella's eyes tremble and her face changed suddenly.
"Shut up! You don't deserve to mention my mother!"
She stared fiercely at the black fog in front of her, wishing she could drink its flesh and blood.
"You killed her! You killed her!"
She saw with her own eyes that the monster lying on the bed did not have a ring and was not her mother at all.
That ring is so precious to my mother that she never takes it off no matter where she goes or what she does.
Because this ring was a gift from her husband, Ailas, at their wedding.
It was Aylas, her nominal father, who killed her mother.
The evil spirit sucked away her life and devoured her flesh.
Her mother finally left this world alone, without a trace of her body left.
The evil ghost curled his lips and said faintly
"Your mother, in order to obtain the most filthy and useless love of mankind, chose to make a deal with me. She chose to give me ten years of her life in exchange for three years of Ailax's love for her."
"Once the three years were up, I began to absorb your mother's nourishment, but I didn't intend to kill her. Do you want to know why?"
Cinderella's eyes were filled with tears, her pale lips trembled, and she asked in a hoarse voice:
"Why?"
The evil ghost laughed softly, his voice rough and full of sarcasm.
"Because I wanted to see what humans would do if they no longer loved their significant other. Guess what my answer was."
Cinderella bit her lower lip tightly, and hot tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
She already knew the rest of the answer.
Her father killed her mother with roses.
The evil spirit continued to speak, unscrupulously stimulating Cinderella's emotions.
"I watched with my own eyes as Elas smothered your mother with a bright rose, then replaced her with a fake body. Before dying, your mother voluntarily offered her soul to me, falling into the Avici Hell to be burned in punishment, only begging me to spare your life."
All the grievances and hatred accumulated over the years poured out in this moment.
Cinderella finally couldn't suppress her surging emotions and burst into tears.
She cried miserably, her throat felt like it had been cut by a knife and was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Looking at Cinderella's humble and pitiful appearance, the evil ghost's scarlet eyes smiled even more, and he was excited and thrilled.
What a wonderful cry, like the most beautiful melody in the world, so pleasant to the ear.
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After a while, Cinderella managed to suppress her emotions. She pulled the corners of her mouth sarcastically, and her eyes were bloodshot.
"You promised me that as long as I sacrificed my life to you, you would help me kill everyone in this manor, right?"
The evil ghost stared at her and grinned, the madness overflowing from his eyes unstoppable.
Cinderella supported herself with her arms and got up from the ground.
The violent movement just now had already torn the wounds on her body, so the ground was now covered with scarlet blood.
Her face was extremely pale, and her long eyelashes were trembling due to the intense pain. She stared at the evil ghost in front of her.
"Now, I want you to do something for me!"
The evil ghost raised his eyebrows
"What is it?"
"I want a clean and beautiful dress, a set of gorgeous jewelry, and a pumpkin carriage at midnight."
"I'm going to the ball, I'm going to get Prince Philip, and I'm going to make Dusula and Anastasia lose to me! Lose to me!"
I don’t know what interesting things he heard, but the evil ghost’s blood-red eyes gathered a thick black aura.
He curled his lips, the curve was cold.
"make a deal."
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Anastasia's technique of applying the medicine was not gentle at all. Even though the wound on Shen Yuan's fingertip had already scabbed over, she still managed to squeeze out a few drops of blood.
"Don't move!"
She pulled Shen Yuan's hand viciously and yelled.
"pain...."
Chen Yuan was almost about to cry, her delicate face wrinkled into a ball, her eyes were stained with red, and her voice was aggrieved, almost softening one's heart.
However, Anastasia did not feel the slightest bit of sympathy. She was immersed in Sister Ci's character and could not extricate herself.
Anastasia took the ointment, squeezed out a large amount, and then applied it on Shen Yuan's wound.
"hiss!"
The burning pain spread from his fingertips to Shen Yuan's entire body.
She cried in pain, her petite body trembling, looking so pitiful.
"It hurts... Ouch... It hurts so much..."
Chen Yuan choked with sobs, her soft voice trembling, and when it fell into the ears, it sounded like a frightened little rabbit, making people want to hold her in their arms and comfort her gently.
"You endure the pain, you deserve it. I made you careless."
Anastasha pretended not to hear and continued to ravage Shen Yuan's delicate and swollen fingertips.
Chen Yuan trembled when he was yelled at. He could only bite his lower lip in grievance and dared not say anything.
When Anastasia left contentedly, Shen Yuan was sitting on the soft bed, covering her fingertips with tears.
It really hurts.. it hurts so much...
"Wuwu..Wangzai, I feel like my hand is going to break."
[Host, just bear with it. Although your pain is several times greater than that of a normal person, this ointment is indeed good for your wound. The sooner it heals, the less pain there will be, right?]
“But it really hurts…”
Wangzai had no choice but to blow on Chen Yuan's fingertips to comfort her clumsily.
[I'll blow on you. My mother told me that when a wound hurts, blowing on it will make the pain go away.]
"Hmm? It seems like it really doesn't hurt anymore. Wangzi, please blow on it for me again."
Foolishly, they were all in command, and no one noticed that a terrifying black figure was gradually emerging from the crack of the door not far away.
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