Chapter 897： God descends (8)

As the daughter of the duke, she happened to be tested for magic talent. The original owner, Cloya, was in the magic academy of the imperial capital.

Cloya's magic talent is mediocre, not very good, but not bad, and it is not satisfactory.

She is at odds with Jessica, the second lady of the cabinet minister.

I don't know why, the second prince Charles of the empire actually fell in love with Cloya and started a passionate pursuit of her, which made Jessica, who admired Charles, full of jealousy.

That's right, it's such a **** routine.

Driven by jealousy, Jessica deceived Cloya by design, tricked her into a small alley over the slum, and found two drunks to insult her.

Jessica thought, as long as Cloya's innocence is not there, then she and Charles will never be possible again.

There are two wishes of the original owner.

One is to avenge Jessica, to avenge her severely, not to show mercy, and let her take it upon herself.

As for the other...

Fu Yue was a little embarrassed.

Because, really, it's outrageous.

The original body has been discriminated against because of this long black hair. Everyone said that she was a girl cursed by the darkness and did not want to approach her.

Cloya's wish is that she will turn her back on the goddess of light, throw herself into the embrace of darkness, and become the existence that everyone fears like the fallen **** Lucifer.

Fu Yue: "..."

It's not that she wants to hit Cloya, just her magical talent and mediocre aptitude, even if she is given 10,000 years to cultivate, she can't become that kind of existence!

Return Lucifer....

Fu Yue smiled, death smiled.

Girl, it's better to be realistic!

Fu Yue was lying on a soft chair with one hand propped on his head, obviously a little bit painful.

The curtains were so tightly shielded that there was no light from outside. The flames burning in the fireplace added a touch of warmth to the room, a quiet night.

At this moment.

Three regular knocks came from outside.

Fu Yue opened her eyelids and said, "Come in."

The one who opened the door was undoubtedly Ciller. The man's slender legs came into view first, and he walked towards Fu Yue with a cup in his hand, with a perfect gentle smile on his face.

"Master, drinking a glass of milk before going to bed will help you sleep."

Ciller placed the cup in his hand on the coffee table next to Fu Yue. The material of the cup could not be seen, and the frosted shell revealed a feeling of jade.

Fu Yue hummed carelessly, then raised her eyes to look at Ciller.

He changed his clothes at this time.

The fireplace in the room was on fire, and the temperature was still warm, and Ciller was wearing thinner clothes.

Although the robot can't feel the temperature, everything he does is according to normal people.

He changed to a white shirt, and the palace style design gave him a noble elegance. The straight legs wrapped in black trousers are slender and very eye-catching.

Fu Yue suddenly called him.

"Ciller."

The other party turned his eyes and looked at Fu Yue, and a standard smile came out from the corner of his lips, "Master, is there anything you want to tell Ciller?"

Because Fu Yue was sitting on a chair, when he said this, the man knelt on one knee in front of the girl, and the floor was covered with blankets. Even if he kneeled on it, he didn't feel cold.

The slender fingers held Fu Yue's hand, and a kiss was gently dropped on the back of her hand.

Then, raised his head.

Ciller quietly stared at Fu Yue's pupils.

The expression is pious and gentle, as if looking at some extremely important treasure.