These weird things are all mine

This is her own voice.

Luo Ling turned her head and looked at the direction of the sound. A dark blue evil ghost was standing not far from her, with burning dark golden vertical pupils filled with anger and ferocity. Only a hint of determination deep in the pupils still carried a breath of "humanity".

But what shocked Luo Ling even more was what happened next.

"...Um."

It was just a nasal sound.

It was just a slight snort.

only--

... just her.

Luo Ling suppressed his uncontrollable emotions, slowly raised his head, and looked behind the green evil ghost.

A gentle and soft woman was standing there. Her simple clothes could not conceal her beauty and elegance. Her pair of gray eyes never closed from beginning to end.

She didn't listen to her sister, she didn't close her eyes.

She was looking at her sister.

Always.

She is...sister.

It is also called "Puppet Ballad".

The fight on the train began.

The blue demon and the one-eyed woman began a battle with the ultimate goal of ending each other's life. From beginning to end, she kept staring at her sister intently.

There was struggle, pity, greed, hesitation, ferocity, confusion and all kinds of emotions in her eyes. She just stood there and watched until her sister was pierced through the heart by the spider's leg and slowly fell to the ground.

Until this moment, all her struggles and confusion had disappeared.

Only the indulgent tenderness and love remains.

Because only her sister deserves this.

Only...

"I."

Luo Ling watched the scene calmly.

She slowly walked towards her sister lying in a pool of blood, step by step.

She picked up the spider leg that her sister had torn off with all her strength, and patted her sister's back gently as if caring for her. The ferocious desire and the restrained pain alternated in her eyes, and finally all turned into a faint tenderness.

"Eat."

It was she who took the initiative to let her sister become "Naraku".

These... do not exist in the elder sister's final memory, because she did not want her younger sister to endure the pain of the Puppet Rumor. All that was left for her younger sister were bits and pieces of their past, all the warmth and beauty.

Just keep the tormenting pain in your heart.

At this moment, she seemed to sense a gaze from somewhere, and she paused, looking in the direction of Luo Ling at that moment.

How I miss her face, which I could see every day and night in the past.

She laughed and whispered,

"Xiao Ling."

"......"

All the images disappeared after this moment, leaving only this never-ending train carrying the past to an unknown destination.

And the purple-haired woman next to her opened her eyes.

There was just a hint of white in his deep black eyes, and a faint smile was always on his lips, but he didn't say a word.

Luo Ling looked at her calmly and silently, and also saw himself at that moment in her eyes.

A turbid gray shadow, without any shape.

This is the self in Luo Ling’s consciousness, which is almost the same as her state in the Kingdom of God.

The next moment, "Zizhu" slowly closed his eyes, as if opening his eyes just now was just an illusion.

"The scene just now is reappearing... Could it be some kind of display of "Naraku's" ability?" Luo Ling pondered.

It's so real...

Even in the space of consciousness, all of this seems too real.

She slowly stretched out her hand, as if there was still some familiar charm left by her hand, which was something only her sister could leave behind.

Uncontrollable longing.

"Is this a conspiracy of Naraku?"

Luo Ling looked at "Zizhu" and at herself. She had learned a lot about the seduction and fall that "Naraku" was best at from the mouths of the gods' chosen ones.

Almost all of Naraku's chosen ones are nothing more than pathetic playthings that have fallen into the web he has woven and are irretrievably trapped in it.

But He will not do as He wishes.

"Soon, as long as I advance to the third stage of the 'Naraku' form, I will be able to do it even without the power of 'Omniscience'."

The first and second abilities are already like this, the third ability...

Compared to the third ability of Puppet Rumor, it can be seen that it will integrate the first two abilities to form a complete qualitative change, and the final "power" is the end point of this qualitative change.

She has no need for, and will not pursue, the power of "Naraku" to be "omniscient".

"Very soon, very soon." Luo Ling whispered.

From beginning to end, she always maintained the calmest mood.

The ancient corridor collapsed and dissipated inch by inch, sinking into the boundless nothingness. Luo Ling's consciousness gradually returned to the world and he slowly woke up.

The bright moonlight slowly shines through the window into the room. The faint chirping of insects adds a bit of vitality to the dark night.

Elsa appeared in the quilt as usual, her little face slightly puffed up, and she seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Luo Ling looked at the time and found that it was almost Elsa's biological clock time.

It was not long after lunch when she started her promotion, and in the blink of an eye, half a day had passed.

Maybe it took a lot of time to reproduce on the train, but...

It doesn't matter.

She doesn't hate it.

"Well..."

Perhaps it was because Luo Ling lifted the quilt when he sat up, and the slight chill left after the winter heat faded away woke up the sleeping Elsa. She subconsciously began to frantically search for something beside her, and when she found nothing, she suddenly woke up.

"ah!"

She quickly sat up and met Luo Ling's eyes.

"Oh, Miss Luo Ling, you're awake." Elsa breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Miss Luo Ling was gone.

Now Elsa no longer feels the embarrassment of being discovered sneaking into the bed at the beginning. She even looks calm and composed, as if this has become a daily thing and not worth mentioning.

"Ah."

Luo Ling nodded, but for some reason, he seemed a little absent-minded.

Elsa yawned with sleepy eyes, but at this moment, she also saw Miss Luo Ling's profile under the moonlight, and it seemed that... there was some reflection?

After taking a closer look, Elsa asked worriedly, "Ms. Luo Ling, are you...having a nightmare?"

"Nightmare?" Luo Ling was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head, "It's not a nightmare."

"But...you seemed to be crying?"

Elsa stretched out her little hand, pinched her sleeve, and gently wiped the tears that were sliding down Luo Ling's cheek.

"I..."

Luo Ling opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But the tears kept flowing out, choking my throat.

Elsa looked at Luo Ling at this moment, but she didn't say a word. She just kept wiping the tears that kept flowing from Miss Luo Ling with her sleeves.

This was the second time she saw Miss Luo Ling showing emotions. In the past, Miss Luo Ling seemed to always be wearing a cold and stiff mask, and only at this time could she take it off, revealing the tenderness of a young girl.

It also makes people realize that the strong Miss Luo Ling sometimes needs care from others.

Who was taking care of Miss Luo Ling in the past?

Elsa seemed to have the answer.

In fact, she has always known who Miss Luo Ling cares about the most and who has always occupied her heart, which is why she appears so dull.

it's fine.

Elsa had already realized that even if she couldn't enter Miss Luo Ling's heart, as long as she could stay by her side and accompany her forever...it would be enough.

She will always be the "Red Witch" to the "White Witch".

The rare emotion was revealed for only a moment, and Luo Ling quickly calmed down. However, her eyes were still slightly red and swollen, which made her look more fragile.

It’s a pity about Elsa’s pajamas, the sleeves were almost half soaked by Luo Ling’s tears.

"I'm sorry."

When Luo Ling saw Elsa's wet sleeves, she couldn't help feeling a little sorry.

"It's okay..."

Elsa waved her hand, but couldn't help yawning.

Although she stayed in bed during the day, she didn't fall asleep at all - the sleeping Miss Luo Ling was right next to her, how could she bear to fall asleep!

Now that her biological clock had struck, even if Elsa wanted to continue to cheer up and comfort the weak Miss Luo Ling, she couldn't do it. She could only force herself to stay alert and repeat over and over again.

"Ah~ha~"

On the contrary, Luo Ling was feeling much more energetic because he had slept for half a day.

"Let me help you change it."

Seeing that Elsa couldn't help feeling sleepy, Luo Ling knew that she might not be able to change her clothes in her current state, so she got out of bed and rummaged through Elsa's favorite little closet.

"Uh-huh?!"

Hearing this, Elsa, who was already extremely sleepy, woke up a little instantly. Although she was still sleepy, she felt an uncontrollable excitement in her heart.

what!

Miss Luo Ling is going to...change her clothes?

"Come on, take it off, or should I help you?"

Luo Ling walked over with Elsa's pajamas, but when he saw Elsa's drowsy look, he didn't say anything and started to fight directly.

A rustling sound was heard. Luo Ling's movements were clumsy. While pulling Elsa's clothes, her fingers occasionally touched Elsa's tender skin, even touching sensitive parts several times, causing her to let out some cute and naive hums.

Luo Ling had never done anything like this before. Her sister didn't need her to change clothes. Instead, Luo Ling herself had been done this to by her sister many times.

After some trouble, Luo Ling finally changed Elsa's clothes. Looking at the brand new Elsa, she suddenly felt like an old mother had done a lot for her daughter today.

Needless to say, Elsa's face had already turned red, and a lot of heat seemed to be emanating from her little head. She buried herself in the quilt and dared not come out.

Miss Luo Ling’s actions are really too rough...but, it seems not bad?

But the strange thing is, why do I always feel chilly at the back and tight at the front...

Such doubts were still circling in Elsa's little head, but she couldn't resist her biological clock. Under the invasion of sleepiness, she soon began to snore softly.

Luo Ling carefully adjusted Elsa's position like an old mother, covered her with a quilt, and finally wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead.

I have worked so hard on myself. As long as I want to do it, I can do it.

But now...

Luo Ling's face darkened slightly and he lightly touched his forehead with his fingers.

This is where the petals are.