Be dragged into the room by the succubus

In the ancient palace full of lights, the demon girl sat on the shoulders of the Son of Man, asking questions with a low smile.

Who said you were pretending to be a magic stick?

……Um?

Ning Feng blinked his eyes, somewhat confused.

What do you mean?

"You mean to say, I wasn't pretending to be a magic stick just now?"

Can't I be considered a pretender?

Can you respect the success of my labor?

I have tried so hard to deceive people, what do you want from me?

It took me a long time to choke out a babble that sounded like a prophecy, isn't that enough like a magic stick?

【You, did you really say that casually? 】

Ok?

"What do you mean? You mean I said that on purpose?"

Is not this nonsensical?

I'm lying, but the other party is not a fool.

Although I am pretending to be a magic stick, I don't think about nothing, and I am also worried about being exposed.

How embarrassing then.

"You will eventually be king."

Such words, while sounding inscrutable and compelling, actually didn't say anything.

The word "finally" itself does not assume a specific time, and does not specify when it will be.

"Become king" is even more intriguing.

Be the king of what?How to be?None of these important things were said.

In short, all interpretation rights are in Ning Feng's own hands, even if something goes wrong, he is not afraid.

In such a short period of time, Ning Feng felt that he was quite capable of bluffing a person he had never met before.

What do you mean by that?

[Is it really just an accident, not a choice of fate? 】

what?

Looking up in confusion, Ning Feng didn't know why the demon who had been despising fate before suddenly said that.

But when he raised his head and looked at the smiling girl showing her canine teeth, the words in his mouth did not come out.

"........."

Her red eyes were reflected in his eyes, as if she was staring at the bright moon in the sky.

Bloody full moon.

Somewhat inappropriate for the occasion, but Ning Feng couldn't help but think of one thing:

1 Such eyes are really beautiful.

I don't know since when, he will no longer be afraid of those eyes.

For some reason, those eyes are so intoxicating.

The relationship between the two seems to have changed between getting along again and again. From fear to the present, the distance spanned is greater than that between Shilin and Shirin.

When did the change start?

Or, from the perspective of conspiracy theory, nothing has changed at all, and all of this is under Ariana's control and design, so... how terrible would it be?

Ning Feng admitted that such a possibility does exist, but he has long since stopped thinking about it.

The deeper the understanding of the world, the more Ning Feng can realize the gap between himself and Ariana, which cannot be bridged at all.

She is like the moon in the sky, but he is still just the lake on the ground.

Even though they face each other, the gap between them cannot be eliminated.

Even if she was cheating him, he couldn't resist now, let alone he believed that she didn't do that.

Trust, ambiguity, hesitation, hesitation... Positive and negative complex emotions were mixed together, and finally all melted into the upward gaze.

Ning Feng didn't express these emotions, but just looked up in a daze.

The relationship between them is that of a demon and a contractor, that of an awakened person and an extraordinary creature, that of a human and a cat...

And now, maybe a layer of mutual trusting friends can be added.

So are you willing to let all this relationship stop here?

This point, even Ning Feng himself can't explain clearly.

He had a feeling that it was too late to talk about it now?

maybe.

His eyes were silent, as if no one had noticed anything.

He didn't say it, but fortunately, someone could read it.

Ariana smiled and narrowed her eyes, first kissed her fingertips, and then stroked around his eye sockets with those fingers.

As the white fingertips slid across, a bloody fire ignited in Ning Feng's eyes.

The upper and lower pairs of eyes looked at each other, the color of scarlet was generally the same.

hehehe...

Now, you are like me.

The bright moon hanging high in the night sky finally fell into the lake, which also brought its color to the reflection in the lake.

"you……"

Just as Ning Feng was about to speak, his lips were gently pressed by Aryanna's fingers.

[Listen to me first, don't worry. 】

Gently touching Ning Feng's lips, her eyes were gentle and calm.

[Since I brought you here, I think it's time to tell you more. 】

!!!

The devil, who always liked being a riddler, seemed to have changed his temper this time, and took the initiative to send him a message.

Smiling, Ariana couldn't see any seriousness at all, it didn't seem like she was talking about some serious things, but it was like chatting:

[Have you always had a special feeling, an inexplicable sense of familiarity when seeing some special scenes and things? 】

[Do you always feel that you have experienced similar things?Seems to know how to do it? 】

Ning Feng wanted to deny it, but in the end he kept silent, because she was always by his side, and there was no way to deny it.

[Don't you think it's a little familiar? 】

Ariana chuckled lightly, and said lightly:

[In the legend, there is a mysterious existence in the Holy Word Secret House that can answer everyone's questions... Ah, it's a bit confusing, forget it, let's call him a sage. 】

Sage.

A mysterious existence that can lead everyone to the maze can indeed be called a "sage".

[And after the disappearance of the sage, a prophet who could see hope from the endless blood appeared in the human race not long after. 】

The smile became brighter, and the demon squinted and whispered:

[Don't you think this is a very coincidental thing? 】

Frowning slightly, Ning Feng kept speculating about the possibility that Ariana said.

In terms of time, it is consistent, probably a thousand years ago, the era when the power of the gods was at its peak.

And there is indeed a similarity between the abilities of the two to some extent.

But is it really such a coincidence?

While Ning Feng was thinking, Aryanna, who was sitting on his shoulder, stroked his black hair lightly, and continued:

[If all this is true, then the prophet is the sage in the Holy Word Secret Chamber, does that mean that everything here belongs to the prophet? 】

【And since you are the new prophet, can it be said in other words...】

Looking at Ning Feng who was thinking, Aryanna's voice became lower, and it became like a whisper between lovers when they were rubbing each other, teasing:

【Everything here...】

[It should belong to you. 】

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