Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

to run!

Must run!Otherwise, you will die!

At this critical moment of life and death, the instinct to survive inspired Avro to move his numb legs.

However, she had no strength left.

No matter how hard he struggled and tried his best, he couldn't dodge the attack from two outstretched arms.

The strong arm brushed hard against the left side of the waist and abdomen, even just a little bit, as if the internal organs of the body had been completely ground and crushed.

The body flew two meters away in mid-air, and Avro lay half-lying on the ground where the stars were shining. A hot, fishy-sweet heat surged up from his throat.

It seems... there is no way to escape.

Will my life end here?

For a moment, her consciousness was in a trance. She thought of the starry sky that she had looked up to countless times in her childhood, and of the grand fireworks that someone lit for herself on the winter night yesterday.

I thought of... Your Highness Grace.

Has she escaped now?

If Grace is safe, I hope she can obtain the goddess's forgiveness...

With his cheek pressed against the cold ground, Avro felt like he was lying on his side like a fish being slaughtered on the chopping board, and his whole body started to get cold.

She saw the doll with the core of the illusion, and raised the knife without emotion.

Avro couldn't help but slowly lowered his eyes.

If I have any regrets in life, it would be that I feel a little sorry for my family...

I obviously thought that they all said that they would become the most powerful saints, and they obviously promised that they would spend the New Year together...

Obviously...the secret of Her Royal Highness has not yet been discovered.

Swish!

A figure suddenly appeared in mid-air.

It was a figure that was more dazzling and dazzling than the Pole Star. It fell towards the ground where the galaxy splashed down at an extremely decisive speed.

Avro's dilated pupils expanded incredulously.

That was - Grace, jumped from the sky!

The crimson holy flame burning wantonly in Her Royal Highness's hand, and the glass fragments shining like diamonds, were inserted straight into the imperceptible blue gem.

Shit, and her weak human body and the hard doll collided like orange juice.

The doll's glass eyeballs suddenly lost their light, and the steel knife held high also stagnated in mid-air as if it had lost power.

For a moment, blood splashed like raindrops, and an imperceptible drop of blood splashed directly on Avro's eyebrows.

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py, orange

Tiali, the princess of the vampire clan, is a famous beauty of the vampire clan. She is beautiful and cold in appearance. She is the white moonlight in the hearts of countless people.

Although it is a blank slate that has not yet awakened to the royal power.

However, she also remains the sole heir.

The future queen Tiali opened her lips lightly:

"The Vampires, what kind of garbage race are they?

The entire continent, not even the demons, recognize us.Do you know why? They think we are embarrassed!With our small military strength, my father still wants to conquer the world and declare war on the Saint?

Can he play?

The demons and humans are fighting, and he just makes fun of it with a hammer?

Nowadays, the human saint's army is pressing down on the territory, and the demons just want to use us as cannon fodder.

Tell me, what can I do as a princess?

Anyway, I can’t be this vampire princess for a day longer!

If you are willing, make me your king!Overthrow the tyranny of the Blood King! "

Tiali, who is full of charm, received countless responses from the audience and followed her.

Tiali nodded with satisfaction, and her long-term plan so far was justified.

Wait a minute, the nine-tailed demon fox, the demon princess, and that human saint, don’t show love in your eyes!

68. Victoria’s possessiveness

Grace felt as if her body had fallen into the quietest universe. All she could see was endless darkness, no one could respond, all five senses were lost, and all that was left was nothingness.

Countless flashing memories are like rolling black and white film, and in the light consciousness, I vaguely see the revolving door of life.

She saw herself sitting at the gambling table, opposite the gangster brother with a stern look on his suit and a loose collar.

"Look what a stupid thing you have done!! The piece of land you spent all your money on is not as good as scrap metal. The development village is in Xiushui. What can you give back the 500 million now?"

He knocked on the gambling table angrily, causing the chips on the table to shake three times.

"Or invite your father's ghost out?"

The woman's slender fingers picked up the silver bullet and loaded it with a few clicks.

The bomb nest spun a few times with a clatter.

In the picture, Grace raised the revolver and fearlessly pressed her forehead against the dark muzzle.

"The revolver has six cylinders, and four bullets are randomly loaded into it. The probability of survival is one-third."

Smoke rings were puffed out in the dark room recklessly, and sharp eyes were projected directly, "Are you threatening me?"

"Mr. Nishimoto, I want to tell you! I dare to bet my life now!"

The self in the painting smiled, "You have to believe that desperadoes can drag everyone down together..."

And then, bang! ——It was the sound of a blank bullet being fired. Unsurprisingly, she was right again.

……

She saw herself in that villa that was like a golden birdcage, living like a bird with broken wings.

As for the woman who dotes on him, her speaking voice is like warm spring water, and she is a perfect lover in terms of appearance and temperament.

On the first day, she took herself to take a bath, and used her beautiful, slender, green fingers to make a bowl of clear soup noodles for herself who was hungry on a rainy night.

The next day, she placed a glass of warm milk next to her bed and left a note:

Lost children, please remember to eat well in the morning. I took the kitten to the pet hospital for examination.The door code is 659213. If you have nowhere to go next time, you can come here and eat whatever is in the refrigerator.

On the third day, she invited herself to play with four hands under the moonlight.

On the fourth day, after she finished work, she brought a beautiful bouquet of roses.

On the fifth day, she turned down the social activities and chatted with herself about the moon and the vast universe in the starry night.

On the tenth day, she talked to herself about the gray past and the hopeful future.

……

On the 15th day, she said that for the first time, she hugged herself beyond the boundaries and whispered to her earlobe that she liked herself very much.

No. On the 30th day, it was another rainy night, and like a god from above, she sent down her favor.

She always said that she was very beautiful, like a black cat with soft and gorgeous fur. She liked it very much. It always felt soft to the touch and she couldn't put it down.

There is more than love – a deeper exploration.

At that time, I was too young to understand that there were endless calculations under the curved eyebrows full of love.

She likes to hold her hand that is clenching the quilt, press it into the deeply sunken sheets, and then whisper close to her ear with the most gentle and sexy voice in the world:

"Grace's face is so red now, and her limp body is still trembling. Even if her face still has an indifferent expression, it still makes people feel very cute."

"But if Grace shows a little cute expression and voice, it will make people feel cuter, so show me a little more, I like it very much."

She likes to kiss her collarbone, like to kiss her earlobes, and likes to hug herself to sleep every night, stroking every inch of her skin like stroking a cat's fur.

"Grace unexpectedly likes hugging. So, should we hug each other and sleep like this every night?"

She likes to kiss her moist lips and white collarbone, run her index finger lightly along her trembling spine, and then forcefully ask over and over again,

"Grace, can you stop taking revenge? We can live a carefree life together."

"I'll say it again, if you think about other things at this moment, I will punish you~"

Speaking of which, I have never been in love.

It just happened that she gave an insignificant amount of light at that moment.

This light became my whole world.

She likes many things, money and power, canaries and kittens, and intimate contact full of sweet atmosphere, but she has never really liked herself.

The love overflowing from the eyes can be deceiving.

……

Grace almost fell into endless gambling in the second half of her life. Every step she took was like rolling the dice. If she was not careful, she would fall into the hell of Blade Tree Sword Mountain.

But no one has ever said to himself like Afro - "You are very important! I don't allow you to gamble."

So what is hidden in her dazzling eyes like stars?

"Grace! Grace!"

As if being dragged from the silence of death into the world of life, a familiar call came to my ears.

It was different from Avro's firm and sacred voice, but a low and soft voice filled with anxiety.

Then, it felt like someone had hit me with a hammer countless times, and the dull pain began to return to my body.

Grace struggled to open her eyes, and what she saw was a gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling that exuded bright golden light.

here is……?

Before Grace's groggy brain could react, she saw an extremely familiar face.

The hands that couldn't move were tightly grasped by the warm skin, as if they were afraid of losing them.

"Grace, are you feeling better?"

The blond woman leaned down, and a smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of cold perfume hit her face.

Grace frowned subconsciously in a daze.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

There was another concerned question, and it was only at this time that Grace saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of her.

The bright and bright facial features were twisted into a ball in worry, and the red eyes that could not see the emotions were focusing all their eyes on him anxiously at this moment.

Her blond hair, as bright as the sun, hangs down on a winter skirt embroidered with flowers.

For the first time, one button on the collar was unfastened, thus exposing part of her fair skin.

It's Victoria.

Perhaps the woman in the dream looked too much like her. Grace's pupils suddenly shrank, and the unbearable emotions prompted her to retract her hands and feet back.

With the soft bed behind her, Grace had no choice but to retreat, and the pain of broken body came immediately. The uncomfortable physical condition made her unable to help but let out an unbearable low moan.

"Um……"

Finally, at this time, Grace's scattered highlights were reunited, and her mind gradually became clearer.

By the way, was he in an illusion just now?

I order you not to retreat - thinking of the girl's final decisive voice, Grace's eyes widened and her breath froze.

She couldn't suppress the worry in her heart at all, and excitedly grabbed Victoria's sleeve and asked:

"Where's Avro? Princess?"

Victoria's originally concerned expression suddenly froze, and her face looked as pale and uncomfortable as if there was a fish bone stuck in her throat.