Hei Yang looked at the unfortunate guy who was still confused, and clapped his hands to attract his attention.
"Hey, hey, don't be confused first. Let's all cooperate with each other so as not to waste both parties' time..."
After a pause, Hei Yang took two steps back and pointed to the sea of bones on the side: "Nuo, go find your own bones and then assemble them yourself. Be quick and quick!"
Soul: "..."
The soul nodded subconsciously. The aura on Hei Yang's body gave him an irresistible feeling, and the desire for his own bones began to emerge from the depths of his soul, which could also be said to be the yearning for life.
This desire is probably like the attachment to the quilt when you wake up in the morning. A soul without a skeleton to rely on always feels insecure.
Not only do you have to get back into bed quickly, but you also fall in love with bed. You must find your own frame to successfully match it.
What a waste of time it would be if Hei Yang arranged and distributed their bodies by himself. At a glance, he saw that they were all white and white. It was so dazzling that he couldn't let him detect the bones one by one!
【Skull No. 666】
【Rib No. 235】
[Toe bone of No. 007]
…
Hiss, the workload is too much to keep reading this kind of puzzle!
Seeing that the soul temporarily named Zero Zero Three gathered ghost energy and dived into the sea of bones to dig up his own body, Hei Yang nodded with satisfaction.
"This saves a lot of time. It's worthy of being..."
Before Hei Yang could finish his words, a rib passed by his head and hit the ground hard. He blinked, turned to look at Zero-03, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"Fuck, don't throw your bones around if they're not yours. Be gentle, don't crush their heads!"
Damn it, are you stupid? If you use your arm to poke your leg, is that the place where it can be connected?
Also, you are holding three thigh bones in your arms. Don’t be too greedy. Put it down! "
I saw No. 003 rushing into the sea of bones. In an instant, like a weasel rushing into a chicken roll, the bones were thrown away and the bone fragments were scattered...
If this continues, the brothers behind will have no choice but to find bone meal!
The gray mist held up Black Sun, and rushed towards Zero Zero Three with great force. It also plunged into the sea of bones, and several bone fragments splashed on the copper snake, making a crisp knocking sound.
A group of resentful souls looked at Hei Yang and Zero Zero Three chasing each other in the sea of bones, and suddenly felt their resentment getting heavier!
"Hiss..."
The copper snake looked at his master helplessly. Why did he feel that it would be difficult to solve these problems within a year...?
[Your contract partner (Hei Yang) has a deeper understanding of the other side of magical power, and is realizing it simultaneously...]
"What is that guy doing..."
Hong Li looked at the messages that kept coming out and couldn't help but frown: "It's weird..."
[Hongli: How are you doing? 】
[Hei Yang: I'm busy, so don't disturb me. 】
[Hongli:? ? ? 】
[Heiyang: [picture][picture]]
[Hongli: I’ll go, it’s so explicit! 】
Hong Li stared at the picture sent by Hei Yang. In the picture, he was holding two thigh bones of different shapes and chasing a group of hijacked bones. The scene was very strange.
[Hei Yang: Don't make sarcastic remarks there, come and save me! 】
[Hongli: Sorry to bother you. 】
Shrinking her head, Hongli pretended to be nonchalant and gently knocked on Xingyun's door.
Speaking of Xingyun's house, Hongli had only been here once or twice, but it left a very deep impression on her.
It's not that it's dirty and messy, nor that it's clean, it just...how to put it...gives her a sense of deja vu!
A bed and a table.
Then there was nothing in the house, nothing!
She even opened up the connections between the rooms, saying it would make them appear more spacious...
Why does it need to be so spacious? After all, Xingyun doesn't live in the house very much. Every time he comes to see her, he is in the secret room ten times out of ten.
Although Hongli also knows that the room where most practitioners spend the longest time in their lives is not their home, but a place of cultivation such as a secret room or cave.
For them, the house is just a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and there is no need to even put up a canopy to protect them from the wind and rain.
There are many monks who do not live in their houses all year round, and the dust accumulates layer after layer. Some even flatten the houses. In their opinion, with this open space, it is better to raise some spiritual animals and plant some spiritual grass.
But Hongli couldn't accept that look. In her opinion, a place just for sleeping couldn't give her the feeling of home.
She loves her home, even if it is not her home. On the first day she was assigned a house, she was uncharacteristically diligent in planning her own little home.
Regardless of whether you can cook or not, the kitchen needs to have study shelves, snack storage, small cabinets, tables, chairs and benches, curtains and mirrors...
Her big bed is soft and comfortable. Just sinking into it makes you feel like falling asleep. There are snacks and comics and water bottles placed on the bedside.
Xiaohuo's little nest made of fluffy cotton is right next to Hongli's bed. As long as the former jumps up, he can grab the edge of the bed and climb up, squeezing in next to his mother.
The Xiaoli flamingo plush toy and the red Xiaoli wood carving are next to each other in the desk, and next to them are some odds and ends...
Speaking of Xiaohuo, Hongli didn't take her with her when she came out, and locked her in the room alone to let her catch up on her sleep. After all, her mother left her spinning and jumping there last night, disturbing the child's rest...
Damn it, just thinking about it makes me angry!
That guy Hei Yang actually wanted her to wear a skirt to show him, how could this be...
Ah, let’s talk about it then, let’s talk about it...
By the way, she doesn’t have a dress in her wardrobe, does she still have to buy it?
No, didn't Hei Yang learn needlework? She asked him to do it with his own hands and deliberately made trouble for him!
Wait...what is she thinking...
very messy……
Shaking her head, Hongli knocked on Xingyun's door: "Xiaoyun, I, Hongli, am here to pay back the money!"
"..."
No movement.
"Hello? Is Xiaoyun at home? This is Hongli!"
"..."
Still no movement.
"Ah this..."
Hong Li scratched her head: "Maybe he is practicing in the secret room again, strange..."
After thinking about it, Hong Li lifted her hair, exposed her ears, bent over and put her ears against the door: "Well, there seems to be movement inside..."
But if there was any movement, why didn't Xingyun answer? Could it be that he was attracting thieves? !
Hongli was shocked. Is the thief industry in such a slump now? Does Xingyun’s family all steal?
"Oh, come on, come on..."
Just when Hong Li was thinking, Xing Yun's unclear voice suddenly came out. Hong Li was startled and jumped away from the door. The door handle turned, and a little red face came out from the crack of the door: "Ha, yes, It’s Sister Hongli, come on, come and play!”
"!!!"
As soon as the door was opened, a smell of alcohol hit her face, almost making Hong Li fall down.
"You, what's going on with you!"
Hongli opened the door suddenly, lifted up Xingyun who was lying limp on the ground with one hand, and fanned it crazily in front of her nose with the other hand. The floor in the room was full of wine bottles. Just one look at it and she knew that Xingyun had been there for the past two days. What did you do!
Hongli's pupils were shaking, she held her breath and rushed into the house, opening the only window of Xingyun's house to ventilate the house.
"Wake up, wake up!"
Hongli shook Xingyun: "Xiaoyun, cheer up!"
"a ha ha ha……"
Xingyun raised her head and glanced at Hongli, her eyes blurred: "Dad, I, I just said I can drink it, hahaha, fill it up for me!"
"OMG……"
Hongli couldn't help but cover her face. Suddenly, she suddenly thought of something: "No, isn't your little Li Huohe just born?!"
A look of horror suddenly appeared on Hong Li's face: "He, he, the child is still alive...?"
"Huh?"
Xingyun tilted his head, then smiled brightly, waved his hand and pointed to the table: "Quack him, quack him, he's fine!"
"God damn it, did you bite your tongue when you were naming the name..."
Hong Li suddenly raised her hand and looked at the table. There was a wine bowl... with a small crane floating on it... her eyes were closed...
Hongli: "..."
Hong Li: "???"
Hongli: "!!!"
"Fuck, kid, hold on!"
Hongli threw Xingyun back to the floor and walked to the table in a sprint.
"Crash!"
The wine in the wine bowl was poured out, and Hong Li took out Xiaoli Flamingo with trembling hands, opened her eyelids, and pressed her little heart with her thumb...
"There's still help!"
Hong Li's eyes lit up, and she lifted Xiao He's feet: "Quick, quick, spit out all the dangerous liquid! Yes, that's it, breathe, and breathe again! Yes, open your mouth, exhale..."
"Gah, quack..."
Xiaoli Huohe made a cry that was very suitable for his name, and spit out the drink. Along with it, there were a few Lihuo flames, which jumped on the floor and ignited along with the alcohol.
Hongli: "..."
Hongli: "Grass!"
