story.3 The love of a black and white magician(1/2)
story.3 Black and white magic envoy's heart
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Paper whiter than snow was folded by a pair of jade hands, and a paper plane was completed like this, accompanied by a girl wearing a close-fitting lace nightgown made of high-end silk.
One hand caressed her blonde hair, which was still messy even after being blistered after being blistered with the best shower gel, and threw out the folded paper plane with the other hand.
The winged object flew out from the second floor window of this Western-style house located in the forest and flew towards the depths of the forest under the wind.
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The girl looked silently at the paper plane flying further and further away disappearing into her vision. The smile on her face gradually calmed down and she couldn't help but shake her head.
"I'm a little strange lately DA☆ZE."
The forest was still shrouded in the darkness, and there were unknown signs that made the girl very uneasy. She scratched her hair, which was already messy, made her blonde hair even more messy, and many of her fevers were raised and even forked.
Before she knew it, she was already a magician.
The figure who used to close his eyes will still remember that his weak self ran away from home with his mother's relics in his arms, hating his father, and hating the father who was cruel to forget his mother.
So he ran away from the father who forbids himself from magic.
I suffered a lot of hardships alone in the magic forest. Every time I rely on such a little luck to persevere, there were many small scars under the clothes of Malisha, both in front and behind.
But she has always been wearing a dress that is quite concealed like a maid outfit. In fact, she also knows that she cannot compare with that friend, boldly exposing her armpits, wearing a short skirt, a sleeveless top, but she has very beautiful skin.
I have seen it with my own eyes several times. Unlike my skin covered with ugly tiny scars, there will be no scars on her skin.
The same is true for another friend, but his situation is a bit different.
At the beginning, he wiped the wound with forced means, which was a way to burn lifespan, and the other was that as he was constantly approaching the legendary demon, his recovery ability was indeed completely out of human form.
The girl's friend is named Snake, a human who wants to accompany many lovers and is willing to become an immortal monster. She is very powerful. She can still make such a decision after she fully knows that the so-called immortality is simply a curse called infinite time torture.
In order to give the many lovers before they die, they are always strong and smiling. Even if he is the last person to die, he will bear the sadness.
It's really amazing.
In all aspects, those two friends are the people the girl Malisha longed for.
I can't forget the palpitations of wanting to be friends with that flying witch. It was when I was wandering on the land full of monsters and humans in Fantasy Country. I never came to the shrine on the mountain before.
It was a quiet shrine. The witch who should have been cleaning carefully in front of the shrine's court was not cleaning, wearing a witch suit that was called weird.
A red short skirt, a sleeveless top, you can even see the wrapping of chest cloth wrapped around it through both sides, and smooth gloves with separate white long sleeves.
The big red bow tied her hair behind and spread it a girl who was much younger than she should.
This was the first encounter. She was bathed in the sun and tapped on the ground with one foot, and then slowly floated up, which was different from the conceptual undead without weight.
fly.
In this fantasy country where you are very conscious, powerful humans can also fly, at least magical sand can also do it. She can fly in the sky without relying on a broom. When riding a broom, she will feel more like a witch, a magician. She will feel that she is very handsome.
However, for the witches, the flying.
It is just because this invincible cannot bind the witch. It does not have the power to bind the witch on the earth, and its atmosphere does not have the power to wizard the witch to float freely.
It's not that the witch is light in weight.
It is not that the witch used spiritual power, flying spells, etc.
But she really ignored these rules, was not bound by the power of those rules, despised all these rules, and trampled on some common sense and common sense.
This is such an unreasonable existence for the witch.
It is also the most pathetic existence.
The little magic made the little witch feel the same breath as himself, loneliness and loneliness from the little witch.
So... that day, I left the shrine and flew on a broom for a long time. The sun gradually set in the sky, and the night sky was filled with stars.
She knew what was going on with her heartbeat that moment and what happened to her palpitations at that moment.
Malisha, a girl who stood up from the broom and floated in the air on the broom, shouted.
"I want to be friends with her, and that witch..."
As a result, a few months later, she became friends with her and him. The initial triangle and smile also bloomed on three faces that had similarities to each other, and her heart was liberated at that moment.
She can swear that she is Wuyu Malisha and is a good friend of Boli Lingmeng and Su Daizhi.
To be honest, I like these two guys very much, very much. It is because of these two guys that she met more and got precious existences beyond imagination.
Even if the paper plane disappears from sight, it will continue to fly until it loses the power to continue riding in the wind and falls. It may also spread its wings and fly high into an eagle.
After the bookshelf, I heard about the crisis of my close friend, and I was very worried and cared very much.
Faced with the crisis of her close friend, she stretched out her hand countless times, but got cruel answers countless times, and she found that she was so weak.
Compared with the other two close friends, I am really too weak.
Sighing heavily.
She lay on the window, pressing her chin against her arms that were overlapping up and down, looking out the window, and there were still plants that emitted a faint green and faint light in the magic forest. In fact, they were luminous mushrooms, but they were transplanted by Magic Sand near Alice's Forest.
In order to add some atmosphere.
Before dawn, her best friends were probably still in a dream. She liked those two guys so much, which forced her to care about.
It also seems to carry the sadness and obsession passed down from the past, constantly resisting and loneliness. Now, it seems that there are no small number of friends around the two close friends.
But...even so, Malisha of Wuyu would still worry about those two idiots.
A girl looks unconventional, but very simple.
A boy looks strong, but he is also extremely fragile.
They all have the possibility of being swallowed by their own possibilities. That's how she had to cheer up. She had no time to be decadent, even if she was just a human being, just a mortal, without the talent and talent of extraordinary people. After the magic power strengthened by the mushroom love, the magic potions made by various poisonous weeds and magic herbs have accumulated too much for her body.
But those are all about protecting the longing of two close friends.
She can be honest, she likes Boli Lingmeng very much, likes this thirteenth generation Boli Lingmeng, likes Su Daizhi, and likes the boy who looks more beautiful than a beautiful girl who she calls Azhi.
It is because of the company of them that she never feels sadness. No matter how difficult it is, she never feels sadness or loneliness.
Therefore, she, Wuyu Malisha, will continue to like them so much with this love for them.
This is the love heart called Wuyu Malisha.
She likes all her friends, and even the two initially known as close friends, beyond love, but it is by no means the so-called love. If you have to say it, it is the love heart of Malisha.
Then……
Marisa also has feelings within love.
A teenager who took away his first kiss with a broken hair, and a beautiful blonde girl lying on the bed in this room.
What the boy brought to himself was the hazy love of love, a kind of love she treasured, and this girl who made her have to protect her whole body and soul, was also a kind of love she treasured.
Leaving the bed, she sat next to the soft big bed, dressed like a princess room, and the room was filled with cute dolls and dolls, many of them were even sent by the boy who best friend.
If you don't know, you would think that your best friend boy is a pair with this sleeping blonde girl.
Is the girl dressed in a princess nightgown and the prince with long black hair? The subtle ones are quite suitable, and it would be more suitable if he was a knight.
Unfortunately, he is a magic envoy, a magic envoy who is more powerful and greater than himself, and believes that magic is a magic envoy who can trigger miracles.
As he stroked the face of the girl who was sleeping in a princess nightgown, a smile slowly rose on Marisa's face.
"The banquet at Tuya Ri, yes, I'm looking forward to it... But before that, what are you going to play today? Although everyone looks very busy, DA☆ZE... But, I'm looking forward to what interesting things will bring today."
The physical constitution of his close friend being involved in trouble is the setting of most ordinary male protagonists, but in fact, most of him are involved in trouble caused by others, which is simply purely tragic.
Unlike Marisa herself, she said she likes to get into these troubles.
The girl smiled foolishly like a fool, and the scene of three people playing in her mind flashed through her mind.
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A nightmare-like scene appeared before her.
Even if she bit her lips, she felt a deep sting, constantly denying it, constantly denying it.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, it's just a dream."
But tears slid down her cheeks, and the dazzling blood applied a delicate red color to the girl's pink lips. In an instant, hatred was dyed in the girl's golden pupils.
All her happiest dreams and hopes were destroyed.
The dazzling red is not the red that bit her lips and stimulates her to deny reality, but the red ruthlessly lying on the ground and wearing a handsome formal outfit, making the boy who usually looks more beautiful than a beautiful girl look like an elegant man today.
However, the black dress was roughly left, and the white shirt inside was also stained with blood, and the dazzling red gurgled out of a huge opening on the abdomen.
The long black hair was floating weakly in the blood-made lake. The young man with less hair seemed to slowly sink into such a blood-red lake and lost his last little body temperature.
To be continued...