Guide To Save The Yandere Villains Chapter 123: Taming a big devil (18)

"Maybe someone is cleaning up the mess behind her back."

Sa Sim stood up, the tall figure completely covered Situ, just blocking the moonlight, the only light source.

His figure was reflected on the wall, like a big bad wolf trying to swallow the little white rabbit.

Kestu still didn't notice the danger coming.

"I guessed that Bourne would be involved in this matter, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel."

His illegitimate daughter killed his wife who had been with him for many years, and he still wanted to cover it up for her.

Sa Sim moved closer to her, slowly bent down, spraying hot and humid breath on Situ's ears.

"What are you doing?"

It's the middle of the night pretending to be a ghost to scare people.

Has the host ever seen such a handsome ghost?

The system has star-eyed eyes, and it wishes for the two of them to cultivate quickly.

Why are you so excited?

One by one is not normal.

System: Nonsense, normal ones can be called coquettish villains?

Sasim lowered his head, and the tip of his nose was the girl's unique fragrance, which made him involuntarily want to indulge again and again.

The two of them crossed their necks, and the figure reflected in the curtain was particularly ambiguous.

Lips brushed against her cheek, and Sam smiled wickedly and coquettishly, like a cat who stole the fish.

From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a figure passing by outside the curtain, and Sam leaned close to her ear, his voice was as lazy and low as red wine,

"Master, it's time for you to rest."

After speaking, Sam got up and straightened her slightly messy blond hair.

The movements are gentle yet polite.

Si Tu asked with a face: So what was he doing just now?

Brush presence?

The system tears: Asi, the interaction between its male and female protagonists is gone again.

Sprinkle sugar as agreed!

After returning to his room, Sasim said to the corner of the shadow of the curtain,

"Come out, Phil."

If Si Tu was there, he would definitely recognize this person as the most loyal subordinate of the Great Demon King after the end of the world.

Only this time, their encounter seemed to be ahead of schedule.

"Did you find it?"

Sitting on the wooden chair, Sam took off his daytime disguise, his black eyes glowing with biting coldness.

Just a glance made Fell terrified.

Respectfully handing over the information to the man in front of him, Phil spoke concisely,

"The sleeping pills in the soup, and the killer you met at night are all written by Miss Si Tu."

The whole room was suddenly covered in coldness, and Fer felt it was difficult to even breathe.

I didn't expect that Miss Si Tu would have such a great influence on the master.

Also, who would let go of an enemy who wanted to kill him twice in a row.

"She is really, not good."

Throwing the information in his hand aside, Sasim sneered in a low voice.

"Need to belong"

Before Phil could say that word, he was interrupted by Sam,

"You don't have to do anything, just check the whereabouts of one thing."

Fair: Aha, why don't you kill her? Where is your basic quality as a big devil?

Sa Sim: Don't cue, chasing after your wife is more important.

Draw the pattern of the dagger on Situ's body that he saw in the carriage just now, and Sasim gives a certain range of clues,

"Maybe it has something to do with the Temple of Light, so check in this direction."

Fair took it, turned around and hid in the night, leaving only the slightly shaking gauze curtain.

Taking off his white gloves, Sam put his fingertips on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently.

The expression is morbidly infatuated.

Saved him, but wanted to kill him.

Give him the hope of living, but cruelly want to push him back to hell.

Si Tu, you are really good.

But since she released this demon, she has to pay the price.

Sasim spread out his palm, and there were strands of blond hair on it.

It was carefully and intentionally torn off when he approached Si Tu just now.

Opening the brocade box, Sam put the strands of hair in, and then hugged the box tightly, as if that was all he had.

In that box are all the things he collected about Situ.

Inside, there is her smell, which can make him feel at ease, and temporarily forget the blood and killing in the past.

How could he who had enjoyed the embrace of light willingly return to that cold and hopeless abyss.

If you can't bathe in the divine light with her, then drag her to **** and come with him.

The corner of his mouth slowly curled into a cruel smile, and Sasim's figure walked through the corridor like a ghost, and came to Alice's room.

The sound of the door awakened Alice from the nightmare.

Before she could react, someone grabbed her neck, and she couldn't make any sound.

"If you kill someone, you can still sleep at night. It seems that Miss Alice has the potential to be a killer."

This is Deacon Situ's voice, and Alice can recognize it.

The strength on her neck gradually tightened, and fear and trembling covered every corner of her body.

There was a whining sound in her mouth. She didn't want to die yet, and her father would help her settle this matter.

Without Ella, she still has a chance to compete with Situ for the title of Earl!

"Want to do business with me?"

Seeing her nodding wildly, a strong desire to survive emerged in her eyes.

Sasim smiled lightly, like a demon who just crawled up from hell.

Gradually loosening his white gloved fingers, Sasim flicked his wrist in disgust.

Coughing in a low voice, Alice sat up quickly, staring at him vigilantly, trembling all over.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

He is clearly Si Tu's most loyal deacon, yet he wants to do business with her.

Also, he knows the real murderer of Ayla.

This man is so scary.

Sasim was so disgusted that he threw the handkerchief into the burning fireplace and wiped his fingertips with the handkerchief.

"You just need to know what you want to do."

The devil's whisper made Alice tremble with fear.

But the honor of the earl in front of her made her yearn for it.

"Can you really help me sit in that seat, what about Situ?"

Alice was a little puzzled, and if she helped him, wouldn't she be afraid that Situ would come to ask him about his crimes?

Looking at the large expanse of red roses outside the window, Sasim smiled wickedly,

"The title belongs to you, she belongs to me."

When a bird has wings, it wants to fly to the sky.

And what he wants is Si Tu who obediently stays by his side.

Break off her wings, cut off all her escape routes, and let her only rely on herself.

This feeling, just thinking about it, will make him excited.

He really can't wait to see her lonely appearance, it must be very much to his liking.

Brightness came to the world again, Si Tu lifted the gauze curtain, and immediately saw Sam who was standing by the side.

"What are you doing here?"

A living person stuck here, almost scared her soul away.

Sasim maintains the good self-cultivation of the deacon, respectfully,

"I've made an appointment with Dr. Sean for you."

He remembered that it was this doctor who treated his trauma last time.

"That's great, why did you make an appointment for me?"

Si Tu looked strange, she is in good health.

"Your complexion is indeed not very good."

Sasim's tone was undeniable.