Such a familiar voice... Look carefully, the flaxen hair is scattered in front of the forehead, the tips of the eyebrows fly into the temples, the clear and deep eyes, the faint smile... This... Souji! My cheeks were slightly hot, thinking that I was so unladylike in front of my most admired Souji. After all, I would definitely not leave a good impression on him... Wait, what did he just say about the savior... I quickly looked myself up and down, and found that I was unscathed. Fortunately, the Souji was not an illusion after my death. .
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The eyes under the long black hair are as deep as night, and the cold lines are beautiful, but intimidating. Those cold and narrow eyes glanced at me, and a chill hit my body. I hoped that the murderous aura was just my illusion.
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The tips of her golden hair are swaying gently in the wind, her blood-red pupils are strange and dangerous yet exudes a bewitching aura, and her thin lips seem to be smiling but not smiling... So beautiful! He was here, and even the stunning scenery became dim. .
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She, a pure manga fan, accidentally entered the world of Hakuo Oni; he, the king of the ghost clan, met her from the 21st century. In the past and present life, what kind of entanglements have implicated them together...
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It's not a tragedy, so you have to be patient, (*^__^*) Hehe...