So there’s no warning
But one thing Goethe is sure of.
That’s for him.
After all, it was his make-up exam that day
"Who could it be?"
Goethe thought of his face from the bottom of his heart, but he was tired, and there was a heavy snoring in his mouth and nose.
And when Goethe started snoring, a small step came.
Step, step
Not heavy
Very light
The footsteps stopped outside the’ Folklore Institute’
At the same time Goethe rose from the bottom of my heart a sense of tyranny mixed with impulse.
He opened his eyes and looked at the door.
Breathing becomes rapid.
Outside, there was a crisp smile like a little girl.
Chapter one hundred and thirty-five’ black’!
Laughing is crisp but killing is hidden.
Goethe’s words keep emerging with laughter-
【’ heart’ judgment in the judgment by … 】
【’ heart’ judgment in the judgment by … 】
……
In just a few seconds, dozens of judgments appeared in front of Goethe.
Just as Goethe expected, when the’ Black Sa’ girl form appeared, people with strong minds could infect each other with similar psychological and emotional occultism.
What makes you so sure that it is’ Heisa’ outside the door?
Nature is because’ blood crow spirit’ saw it.
And Goethe can be sure that the other party wandered back near him long ago.
At the same time, Goethe had a little doubt in his heart.
What about his foster father Winchester?
Giggle
Laughter continues.
Goethe rolled over and sat up, pulled out a shotgun from the drawer and pulled the trigger in the direction of the door.
Bang!
Cut, cut!
Bang!
Two shots of shotgun smashed the door into a hornet’s nest, and the girl’s form behind the door’ Heisa’ was also fragmented.
Goethe can clearly see through the broken door that he is wearing a black western skirt with white lace, and his skin is as white as a porcelain doll.
Broken body, visible to the naked eye, repaired