Chapter 149: Judgment Day (2/2)

When he went upstairs, Zong Jiu still had doubts about what the nun said.

A joke, the devil is afraid of the dark?

Zong Jiu remembered that he had touched and stole roses in the room of no.1 in order to complete the task drawn in the game of kings.

The decoration style of the room is gorgeous and weird, not to mention it, but there is no light in it. If he hadn't strengthened his eyesight to the highest level, he would really be out of sight in the dark.

And what was the devil doing at the time? He was taking a bath with squinting eyes in the big tub in his room.

It can be seen that the other party is not only not afraid of the dark, but even enjoys the dark. Not to mention that no.1 has a skill that is shuttle shadows.

After all, it is the devil himself, even if he is six years old, he is not really afraid of the dark and thunder, right? Who will believe it?

Thinking of last night that the little devil had indeed pleaded with him to stay with this excuse, Zong Jiu was a little uncertain.

He gently pushed open the door in the center of the top floor.

The room was very dark, only one window was not covered by the tapestry, revealing some faint light.

However, this window was too far from the bed, even farther than the fireplace. The light projected in through the glass and reflected on the crimson carpet, forming a bright spot.

Relying on his night vision ability, Zong Jiu closed the door behind him and silently approached the big bed in the center.

Through the veil-like curtains, you can see that the person on the bed is trapped in the soft bed, shrinking his entire little person into the bed, with long curled eyelashes hanging on the eyelids, breathing smoothly long.

The little boy's sleeping face was not peaceful, and the delicate doll-like eyebrows seemed to reveal a deep exhaustion.

Zong Jiu noticed that he was still holding a dark thing in his arms while lying on his side, and when he looked closer, he realized that it was the rabbit doll he had made for him last night.

The doll was only the size of an arm to Zong Jiu, but it was enough to be held in his arms by the little devil as a pillow.

The long bunny ears hung around the boy's neck, undulating slightly with the rise and fall of his chest.

Unprepared.

The white-haired young man stared at him for a long time, only then confirmed that the little devil was really unaware of his arrival.

Sure enough... After becoming a child, his special abilities disappeared, even his physical fitness plummeted.

I just don’t know what the nuns mentioned. The pope has divided their good and evil and has the special ability to purify. In the end, it is the ability that this copy gives the devil, it is really no.1 own ability.

If it is his own ability, how the devil has never used it.

If it is the ability granted by the dungeon, what role does the little pope play in the dungeon?

The magician thought nonchalantly, like a cat who has always been agile and light, walking silently to the bed and sitting down.

The Pope’s bed was large enough that he sitting on the edge of the bed would not affect the sleeping people in the middle of the bed.

Zong Jiu looked away from the sleeping little demon, staring at the cards at his fingertips in a daze.

Even if the devil had only a six-year-old personality now, the unsuspecting guy in front of him who slept sweetly was still his old enemy.

If Zong Jiu thinks, he only needs to apply a light force, and the card in his hand will easily pierce the opponent's slender neck, causing the latter to fall into the rupture of the aorta in his sleep, causing the death of excessive blood loss.

The adult body of the devil also exists on the basis of the little demon. If the little demon dies, the adult body is estimated to no longer exist.

It only needs to be so lightly--

The magician opened his hand and gestured, it was easier than he thought.

But for some reason, he found that he had no interest in taking advantage of this situation.

Zong Jiu didn't want to kill the little demon in front of him at all.

Even if they only confirmed the unending relationship between mortal enemies not long ago.

Perhaps it is because he has set a moral bottom line for himself, no matter how frantic he is, he will not attack the child. Or maybe he wanted to defeat the big devil more dignifiedly, but the little devil couldn't raise his interest at all.

In short, Zong Jiu didn't think too much, and didn't want to think deeply.

The magician put away the cards in unease, propped his head, closed his eyes and meditated.

Zong Jiu was more interested in what the nun said just now.

Unexpectedly, the six-year-old demon was really afraid of the dark.

It's bizarre.

......

Until noon, the person on the bed finally showed signs of moving.

The little demon woke up from his sleep, and subconsciously hugged the doll in his arm, only then did he notice an unclear silhouette drawn in the darkness not far away.

He opened his eyes in shock, and the next second he realized that the man in the dark had lit the candlestick on the bedside table like a trick.

The bright and extinguished candlelight illuminates the face of the white-haired young man, shining brightly, like Narcissus, the beautiful and charming daffodil boy in Greek mythology.

”Woke up?”

Before he could react, Zong Jiu said lightly, ”If the candle is not lit next time, remember to come to me to light it.”