Misa glanced at the robot in the red jacket, but seeing that it had its back turned and didn't dare to peek, she ignored it.
Suddenly, she used her back to swing her wings forward, and her fair hand gripped the hilt of the demon sword that was still embedded in her wings.
*Sizzle* *Crack*
With a gentle pull, the demon sword fell into her hand. However, the pair of wings behind her glowed with a milky white light and were rapidly healing the nicks created when the demon sword was pulled out.
The next second, Hoshimi Miyabi's eyes widened slightly.
Under her gaze, Misa drew a long, bloody line in her palm with the demon sword.
Whoosh!
Misa released her grip, and the demon sword plunged into the ground.
A crimson, eerie blood gushed from her palm. As Misa raised her arm higher and higher, the blood, under the influence of gravity, flowed down her arm and dispersed into several meandering rivers.
Where these rivers of blood flow, a layer of blood-red mist floats and drifts, like a blood-red, semi-transparent veil. Hoshimi Miya stares intently and can vaguely see the fair skin beneath the blood-red garment.
"Miss Xu Shou, have you decided to become my squire? Pureblood vampires have long lifespans, and you will live forever with me."
Misa slowly lowered her proud little arm, her red lips lightly kissing the delicate, glistening drop of blood on her fingertips.
In an instant, Misa was dressed in a blood-red dress formed from blood mist. The hem of the dress reached her ankles, while the top was firmly fixed at her chest, protecting her delicate collarbones and shoulders.
Perhaps due to the high temperature, Misa's shoulders and cheeks were slightly pink, giving her the appearance of a shy young girl.
"Are you really not going to reconsider? Ya, blink once, and I'll take that as a yes!"
Misa bent down slightly, her gaze level with Hoshimi Aya's, her face, which resembled Fagga's, full of expectation.
However, Misa never expected that the moment she bent down slightly, the veins on Hoshimi Miyabi's forehead would bulge.
Misa was surprised to find that Hoshimi Miyabi was actually grinding her teeth.
Hey, what's going on?
Misa tilted her head to the side, and the blood mist floated onto her head, turning into a question mark.
But soon, Misa suddenly felt a chill run down her spine and leaped backward.
Bang!
Foxfire erupted from the demon blade, transforming into a terrifying long whip. It lashed out at the spot where Misa had just stood, instantly creating a long chasm, with eerie foxfire burning within.
Misa looked slightly aggrieved: "Miss Xu Shou, I was trying to communicate with you in a very friendly way. You didn't have to resort to sneak attacks without even saying no, did you?"
Hoshimi Miyabi did not answer, but stared coldly at Misa.
Judging from her unusually firm gaze, she seemed quite angry.
hateful!
We're both 1.7 meters tall, why are you bending down to talk to me?
Go to hell!
In an instant, the foxfire on the demon sword suddenly surged and danced in the air.
Suddenly, a lotus-root arm burst forth from the foxfire and grasped the hilt of the demon sword.
Misa's pupils contracted as she watched helplessly as the foxfire instantly expanded to the size of a human doll, bearing a striking resemblance to Hoshimi Miyabi herself.
As for why it's 10% off... this foxfire doll is 1.7 meters tall, excluding its ears.
The next second, the foxfire doll raised its eyes, and a flame flickered in its pupils, burning calmly.
The warm breeze and the moon reveal the fire's true nature; how can one know the fire is at its core?
In the blink of an eye, the foxfire doll suddenly covered a distance of tens of meters and appeared in front of Misa.
Those arms seemed to have suddenly grown longer, and the demonic blade slashed down fiercely.
Misa dodged to the side, then turned and stomped down, her blood-red skirt billowing in the wind, revealing thighs that were far whiter than the crescent moon.
Han!
The foxfire puppet swung its knife to deflect the attack, then stepped forward and thrust out a knife.
Before the blade even touched the ground, a fierce killing intent was already upon them.
Misa's eyes were filled with longing, and she dared not take the blow head-on. So she crossed her wings to defend herself, trying to use the force of the recoil to fly into the sky.
However...
"Hey, what's that fighting sound... Ah, so Miss Fagga, you're already dressed? Trying to escape? You won't get away with that!"
boom!
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