King's second element

The exchange of communication between women and the conflict between women and men, and solutions.

August 1995.

The first summer vacation in high school arrived.

Every night, every night, it seems to be in order to flatten the dissatisfaction, and the two ritual will take a walk away from the outside.

It is also the same tonight.

August 31st.

In the end of the summer, the weather is cool, the cold wind makes people feel the fall of autumn.

Chapter 581, the one standing on the street light

"Miss". Please return it as soon as tonight. "

Taking the two rituals that are wearing shoes in Xuanzong, the tube is responsible for the Tsui Qiolong regulations living in two rituals.

However, for the persuasion of Qiumu Qiulong, two rituals have given complete ignore. Or, in addition to Gilgamesh, the two rituals will not pay attention to anyone else in addition to the must pay.

The two rituals left the porch, cross the garden of the house, and went out of the gate.

There is no light in front of the house.

The surroundings are dark. This is the late night that is neither shadow and no sound.

The breeze blows through the bamboo forest in the outside of the house.

"Gil Master. Tonight, please pay back before it is back."

The tone of the Tyel Qilong is full of respect, which is full of respect, which is obviously a layer ~

"Mr. Qiulong is really faithful about his sister ~ An Wa'an, I don't - run,"

Gilgamesh laughed huh to ensure that this so-called guarantee is serious, then there is no knowing.

After two rituals left the two instrumentation, Gilgamesh left the two instrumental houses.

Gilgamesh did not follow two rituals. For Gilgamesh, he has been shipped in two rituals, not because two rituals need him.

But he coexist for two-ritual dual personality, and the consciousness of the root of Nalak's hole is a curious thing in Gilgamesh.

The big land is big, but the biggest is the curious of Gilgamesh.

Just like the pursuit of the magician, because unknown, curiosity, because curiosity is pursuing, it is to want to uncover the mysterious veil of unknown. It is said that it is a human or biological existence.

"Can you take a step in silence?"

"So can stop, weaving."

"Appropriate and stop should be you, style. We are in one way, as the leading you know, with age slow growth, every shower, take the mirror. Do you know how I do? Feel. "

"..."

Walking, two rituals have come to a alley, and the alleys are more dark than the road. Only a street lamp in neuroplatte is inseparable.

Weaving. "

Suddenly two ceremonies remembered a person's appearance.

That is not the Gilgamesh, which is like, is a very annoying black Tong dry, but ... because of Gilgamesh, the two rituals are also ignorant to Tong Tutong.

"About Hei Tong is also because you."

I bite my teeth, she felt a trace of anxiety. Every time, walk in the silent night, calibrate the ingredients, but provoke the lying anxiety.

This is the two personality of homologous, because Gilgamesh and He Tuan are also in the same reason, and the separation of this is completely unable to make up.

Unless, killing Gilgamesh and Heaven dry. Two, all kill!

Weaving Gilgamesh gave killing.

The style is also a killing of He Tong!

Of course, this is just a killing, even if he is aversion to humanity, as two rituals of human beings, or will not easily let go of the killing of his heart, because after that, two rituals know that she will become It's her, but a simple monster.

In the two rituals, the brow is frowned, and there is a movie in the street light in the distance.

The people under the street light ... When I remember to play with Gilgamesh, Gilgamesh often slammed to the light box of the street light, gigdown on the ground ...

That portrait is always very suspicious. The two rituals don't know why, they raise their thoughts to look up.

Just just an idea, the two rituals will walk with the suspicious people.

At the end of the deep alley, it has become a world.

Unable to continue the end, no longer a way to have a function of the room.

The narrow road surrounded by the walls of the surrounding buildings, is the space that is unable to intervene even the sunlight of the day. In this gap that can be called the dead end of the street, there should be a tramp. There is no person in now.

The left and right walls that have been faded are brushed on a layer of paint. The narrow trails that have not been called the road are like muddies. At any time, it has been filled with rot and ruthless fruit, which has been contaminated by another more strong taste.

Surrounded by a blood sea.

People think that they are paint, in fact, a large number of blood.

It is still dripping on the road, and the liquid flowing along the stream is human blood. The taste of the thorn into the nostril comes from the viscous crowd. Among the bloody blood, there is a human body. Can't see the expression. There is no double wrist, and the bipple is also cut off. He is no longer human, but becomes a watering device that will only sprinkles.

It has been tailing the doubtful figure that has lost the trace, and the two rituals stationed quietly next to the 'water spray device' of the adult shape, and the face revealed a smile.

On the other side.

"Is it deliberate?"

"Who!?"

At first glance, I heard the crisp children's voice, youth's sweat is blown up. But he turned his head, left looks, but it is not seen by the slightest.

"it's here."

Flush, the sound of the foot came from above.

Young people looked up, because the lights of the street light, he smashed his eyes slightly.

"It is you, named Gilgamesh," "

The youth is clear, he seriously speaks this with himself, and the more you make yourself germinate the strong mentality.