"How. You're going to watch me change my clothes all the time? ”

Oni Butterfly came to a room at the rest stop and seemed to be speaking to the master of the Abyss Hell.

“… You could have not killed them. ”

The voice was not in a hurry to answer what the ghost butterfly said, but expressed its curiosity.

He just didn't understand why this guy called Butterfly Ghost was doing this.

said that he was ruthless, but he saved Wang Er, said that he was kind, but he watched the 'woman' being tortured, this person is definitely not easy to mess with, and people can't see through it.

"To kill or not to kill depends on whose hand the knife is, not whose hand it is." The ghost butterfly's eyes were as bright as water, calmly terrifying.

"You're such a strange person." The man couldn't help but sigh when he heard Ghost Butterfly's words.

But after all, he was the supervisor this time, and he followed up on the first words of the ghost butterfly. "I'm not going to watch it. You can rest assured. ”

Ghost Butterfly didn't answer, and with a steady stride, she explained her belief in the man's words.

Entering the room, the extremely simple furniture and decoration of the room makes it feel like a lounge.

Ghost Butterfly looked at the neat and clean class uniform on the table but didn't take it, but took out a pitch-black cloak and an ordinary black 'colored' dress from her spatial ring.

She doesn't like 'fancy' and 'color', and black 'color' is the true 'color' of this abyss and hell, and it can also be called a protective 'color'. She quickly changed into the clothes she had taken out, and then destroyed the clothes that had changed, and the bloody clothes seemed to have never existed since ancient times.

Her purpose is already clear.

She seems to have lost patience with the next test and wants to save her father faster.

She walked slowly to the corner of the room and loosened the bandage, a terrifying aura spreading around her, but they got along very well, as if the power belonged to her.

Then he put his hand on the wall in the corner and kept 'groping', looking for a breakthrough.

Suddenly!

She seemed to have found it, she secretly pushed the aura, the walls shattered in the blink of an eye, and she continued to use the power of destruction to break through all the enchantments in front of her.

A clean and minimalist room with one person sitting in a wooden wheelchair.

Is it a man?

Is it a man with a 'leg' problem?

His eyes are clear, his handsome facial features are also extraordinary, and there are large and small high-end display beads flashing in front of his eyes.

There was a black 'colored' bead, but even though it was dim, his afterglow was still there, as if the bead had a special magical power.

Just when he noticed something strange about himself, he wanted to turn his gaze to other places.

But with a crisp explosion, he knew that a space he had constructed had been destroyed, but he had just wanted to see which space was destroyed.

A plain but beautiful 'female' voice sounded from behind him, and a slender hand had grabbed his neck at some point.

"If I were you, I wouldn't stop moving now."

The person in the back was hidden between a black 'colored' cloak, and it was impossible to see the expression and appearance clearly.

(←_← Whispering haunts during lunch breaks. ）