Yu Chu, who was about to leave the platform, blinked and looked back at him: "what's the matter?"

"You're just an ordinary person," the teenager looked at her coldly, her lips slightly pursed, and her long hair of ice and silver poured out. It looked like a beautiful sculpture of ice and snow.

"How can you get into the devil's prison?" He asked slowly.

Yu Chu was stunned, "demon prison? Here? "

She looked up at the hall and found that this word is very suitable to describe here.

She shook her head sincerely: "I don't know." After a pause, she pointed to the history book in her arms. "I adore you very much, so I want to do something for you. If I can come here, it may be helpful to you."

The young man squinted his clear eyes and lowered his eyelashes slightly. He said in a flat voice, "you can't do it."

“……”

Yu Chuchi Chuchi said, "OK, I'm going."

Ansel did not open his mouth, but closed her eyes slightly, listening to the girl's footsteps go away.

Yu Chu stepped down from the platform, but found himself unable to get out. She looked out the door.

It's still the glittering passageway, not the hallway of the school library.

Last time I left here, I felt weightlessness suddenly. After dizziness, I went back to the school corridor.

On the stage, the youth opened his eyes in silence.

Beautiful clear eyes quietly staring at the girl below, a few seconds later, eyelashes and slightly down.

Yu Chu stood under the high platform for a while, and suddenly heard a slight sound.

She turned her head and saw the chains coming out of the snow-white pool and began to vibrate slightly.

She looked up in astonishment and saw that the huge tombstone, which was originally dark, began to turn red slowly at this time, and the black and red evil spirit spread along the chain.

The evil spirit twined on the young man's white ankle and wrist, where the steel nail was pierced, the red blood began to penetrate slowly, and the snow-white clothes were stained faintly.

Blood flowed along the long hair of ice silver, and the contrast between white skin and dark red was particularly obvious.

The beautiful boy did not move.

He drooped his eyelashes, and his expression was calm, as if he had not suffered any pain.

Yu Chu looked at all this with astonishment.

Ansel's eyes met her.

Bound to the tombstone of the youth, the appearance of snow-white indifference, like a God.

At this moment, Yu Chu finally realized that as the first magical genius, Ansel was different from those ordinary people in this world.

He is already a God.

Pure God, no waves and no waves of the heart, everything is white and clear.

He was bound to the chain, nailed through the wrist and clavicle, suffered from fixed torture, but his face was expressionless, and his eyes were as silent as an ice lake.

In the face of his quiet eyes, the body even had an impulse to kneel down.

Knees slightly soft, Yu Chu bit his lips, saw the man closed his eyes, eyelashes trembled.

It must have hurt.

The steel nail began to slowly draw out from the clavicle, and the red and black magic gas twined the steel nail, and even made a hissing sound when it crossed the wound surface.

Ansel had no expression.

Four steel nails slowly draw out, suspended in the air, surrounded by magic gas.

Yu Chu stayed for a few seconds, and suddenly dropped his book. He walked up to the high platform and approached the tombstone.

The youth is always quiet, slightly low eyelashes, look plain.

The suspended steel nail began to rotate slowly.

About to be nailed through again.

But suddenly, a slender hand came over, holding them in one hand and throwing them under the high platform.

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