Sky-devouring tilted his head. The figure of the person in front of him was reflected in his scarlet eyes.
She was wearing a pure black windbreaker, short leather pants, knee-high military boots, and her long chestnut hair was blown wantonly by the wind.
This scene was very familiar.
It seemed that there was such a person a long, long time ago.
She always liked to curl her thin lips and wear an ancient dress. However, she did not have the delicate character of a girl at all. She tilted her beautiful face and squatted on the ground, making grilled fish for him.
She would complain while roasting...
Sky-devouring retracted his claws unconsciously. His huge head shook twice. He was dizzy and could not grasp things at all.
He did not remember what she had said.
But deep in his heart, he seemed to remember.
That was his happiest time...
At that time...Sky-devouring lowered his eyes and looked at his huge claws.
