Cats are creatures that always know how to please people.
The blood demon seemed to see him sitting on the sofa drinking beer on a summer afternoon with heavy rain and dark clouds over the city. It lay on his lap, sweeping its tail around and barking coquettishly from time to time. A sound.
There was a girl behind him, complaining about why he was drinking again.
With an annoyed look on his face, he pressed the remote control to turn the channel.
She suddenly remembered that her clothes had been confiscated, so she hurriedly ran to collect them, and came in with a pile of clothes on the balcony. She said sadly that they were all wet.
When the rain stopped and the sky was clear outside, she took the cat and said she wanted to go for a walk down there, and asked him if he could go.
He didn't bother to pay attention to them.
A man and a cat stood at the door. The cat stayed quietly at the girl's feet, looking at him with a pair of beautiful eyes. The girl opened and closed her mouth, not knowing what to say.
The gorefiend heard nothing.
The face can't be seen clearly.
They went out for a walk and came back soon.
There was nothing outside the apartment, just a vast white light.
When one person and one cat were about to leave, the Blood Demon suddenly shouted at them.
"Hey! What's your name?"
She smiled and spoke, but she still couldn't hear clearly.
After being together for so long, I still don't know her name. What a big deal.
He looked down at the girl in the suitcase, who curled up into a ball like a cat.
What I just saw was the girl’s incomplete true spirit.
She was saying goodbye to herself.
The sky in the unfinished building was gray and the wind was blowing very hard. It felt like it was going to rain.
He took the girl home, searched for blood, found a black car driving on the viaduct, and saw the man inside.
The car rolled several times as if it had been hit by artillery shells. Blood Demon squatted on the hood and pulled his collar.
He said with a panicked look that he was not the one who killed the girl. The girl's father owed him money and they had already agreed.
His father called her out.
As a result, the girl refused to cooperate and said not to come to her in the future.
She had obviously been very cooperative before, but who knew why she suddenly resisted so fiercely.
He didn't want to use force, after all, it wouldn't hurt him. It was her father who gritted his teeth and came out to restrain her.
She stopped resisting.
Everyone thought she gave up resistance, but when the man was about to attack, she suddenly struggled away and hit the corner of the table.
"Obviously it was always like this before. I really don't know why she suddenly didn't want to, and she was so, so..."
His neck was broken.
There were several other people, and he came to the door one by one.
Don't even bother to explain why.
The last one is that man.
With a look of horror on his face, he realized that the man in front of him was related to his daughter. He apologized desperately and used his daughter to plead for mercy.
"What about your daughter? I've never heard of the name you mentioned. I'm very upset now because my cat died."
…
The two people behind Feng Wuli looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to say. In their opinion, what the Blood Demon did did not seem wrong.
But they are not the ones who judge right from wrong. What they want to do is to arrest this guy.
Orange light and invisible shadows alternate in this unfinished building covered with steel and concrete. The light on Feng Wuli's face changes strangely as the sun sets on the city horizon. With the story of the Blood Demon After he finished speaking, the last bit of light was taken away from his face.
Miss Penglai didn't understand why such a powerful monster was always unknown by the Xiangjiang River.
He even works in a small company from 9 to 5, like a real social beast. How can he not be a popular drinker with his skills?
Feng Wuli said: "You broke the rules and the situation is terrible. The company's instructions are not to leave you alive."
"Can you please stop the ink stains and move quickly?" the blood demon said angrily.
Feng Wuli was expressionless: "Killing is wrong, you should be dealt with by the law, and they will be punished accordingly."
"I think you're asking for scolding. It's fun to see me hanging here, right?"
Feng Wuli turned around and asked the two newcomers how they were injured.
"No, my injury is not serious. It is difficult for Penglai's spirit to die. He, he seems to be seriously injured."
The Internet celebrity girl quietly looked at the boy. He was still wearing a school uniform. He couldn't really be a high school student, right?
That's still a little brother.
But he is so fierce!
He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and asked again: "Here, that monster is still hanging there."
"Ignore him."
The Gorefiend began to greet his family.
Feng Wuli turned his back to him, bandaging the seriously injured boy. The little internet celebrity helped him, and Youhuang patted his clothes that were stained with dust from the fight just behind him.
"You are so awesome."
"fine."
Seeing that the boy seemed reluctant to talk to her, the little internet celebrity flinched, but she was not introverted. She glanced at the blood demon over there and saw that the blood demon had stopped scolding her.
The seriously injured patient was a boy. His thigh was bleeding profusely. Feng Wuli took off his pants. The little internet celebrity next to him was blushing.
The boys were also embarrassed: "Senior brother..."
"This leaves no one for you."
He looked at the girl next to him and opened his mouth several times, stumbling and saying, "Excuse me."
His embarrassed look relieved the somewhat stagnant atmosphere just now, and the little internet celebrity also saw that this boy had a very gentle temperament.
He is a really reliable man. He may not be very old, but he looks very reliable.
Thinking of something, she smiled and asked:
"When you were in the village, did you always laugh at us and think we were all ***?"
"It's true." Feng Wuli felt ashamed.
"Ha, it's a bit silly indeed." She was also happy.
After the two wounded were taken care of, they asked Feng Wuli what to do with the monster. Feng Wuli remained silent and said nothing.
Xilou knows this Blood Demon King. After all, they are both great practitioners by the Xiangjiang River. How could he not recognize a zombie and a Blood Demon.
Compared with monsters, humans are fragile and short-lived. He is actually not wrong. A tiger will not feel guilty when it kills a sheep, and it is difficult for the two to empathize.
A hundred or two hundred years ago, no one would have punished him for doing this.
But it is a pity that it is 2017. Some things are difficult to establish but easy to destroy. What they are responsible for is to abide by the rules and let monsters abide by human rules.
Feng Wuli felt that he was actually quite boring.
He watched as people from the company drove up and moved the imprisoned Blood Demon into the car.
Feng Wuli sympathized with him, but that was all.
Maybe he didn't even need Feng Wuli's sympathy.
As he walked along the Xiangjiang River, Youhuang followed him all the time.
The autumn wind is blowing by the river, the temperature is very low, and there are few people. There are some small mandarin ducks in some places where the street lights are dim.
"Your Majesty, I'm in a bad mood."
In this case, Feng Wuli would not tell anyone, not even Wang Xilou.
The Right Emperor held his hand, his face clearly expressionless, but he seemed a little at a loss. He stepped in front of Feng Wuli, knelt down and hugged him again and again, patting his back with his hands. Come over and kiss his face.
Like coaxing a child.
Feng Wuli was amused by her reaction, pushed her face away, pretended to be a little disgusted and wiped the kissed face, "It's all your saliva."
The right emperor looked a little aggrieved.
Feng Wuli quickly coaxed her: "I don't dislike you."
In fact, her face has always been expressionless, but there are always very subtle facial changes. Maybe even Wang Xilou can't distinguish them, but Feng Wuli can read them.
Show the subtle changes in emotion.
"Forget it, get shorter."
The right emperor was obedient and bent down.
Feng Wuli also kissed her on the face, and the tip of her nose was filled with the milky fragrance unique to Youhuang.
Youhuang looks like a little daughter-in-law, which is very interesting.
After teasing Youhuang, Feng Wuli calmed down a bit. As he walked, he took out his cell phone and asked Director Yang how the blood demon would deal with it.
The answer was that the trial would be held and the investigation would be complete, and there was a high probability that he would be imprisoned in the Shushan Sword Sect’s Demon Suppression Tower.
The company's instruction to him was not to keep him alive because Feng Wuli was seriously injured the last time he captured the other party. But now that he had the demon back, it was much easier to capture him alive.
Back at the incense shop, Wang Xilou and the others had already eaten. He turned on the rice cooker. The food was still hot, so he turned on the light and ate in the backyard.
I washed the dishes and went upstairs.
"Hey, are you done with your work?"
The TV on the second floor was on, and everyone was sitting on the floor. Wang Xilou, Po Nu, and Wanwan Yeji were fighting the landlord.
Yeji and Wanwan were in a team, and the kitten was sitting in Wanwan's arms. Wanwan had small hands, holding cards, and a baby-fat face full of seriousness. She took the time to sweetly call Lord Feng Wuli, and continued to frown. Look at the cards.
Po Nu also turned around and said in surprise: "Ah, you're back. Look at my cards. It seems like I'm going to lose."
She stood up and bumped over with her bare feet, trying to get Feng Wuli to join her camp.
"I haven't taken off my shoes yet."
"I'll help you take it off!"
"..." Where did she get so many dramas?
"No, just sit back."
Po Nu is always very attentive, and Feng Wuli refuses to admit that he takes advantage of her, but it is really hard not to like a stinky sister like her, and he will still tolerate her unknowingly.
He sat down to replace Po Nu, who was behind him, squeezing his shoulders and beating his back. From time to time, Po Nu would lean on him and speak in a sweet voice.
Wanwan is particularly cute when playing cards. Her short legs are crossed together and her face is troubled for a long time. After throwing out a card, her tail sweeps behind her, as if she can't think if she catches her tail.
Wang Xilou wanted to peek at his cards from time to time, but Po Nu scolded her.
Wang Xilou had a toothache: "You are a bit precious. If you don't help me, why don't you help him?"
Ponu was forced to join Wang Xilou's team.
Wang Xilou's card skills are very bad. She has no strategy at all when playing cards. She also doesn't know how to open, keep, or record cards. She doesn't hesitate to play when she has the chance. She is the type that gets it done when she enjoys it. She always plays cards. He was killed by Feng Wuli and was defeated.
The two Wang Xilou are much better. They are chirping there and seem to be doing the same thing.
Lose politely.
Po Nu returned to the shadow to rest.
After a while, Wang Xilou discovered that Feng Wuli had a tear in his clothes. It must have been caused by the fight with the Blood Demon just now.
"Take it off and I'll sew it up for you."
She went into the house to get the needle and thread, came out and sat on the sofa, her butt resting on one leg, licking the thread and threading it through the eye of the needle, to mend Feng Wuli's clothes.
Wanwan went back to her room to do her homework, and Yeji pestered her to tell stories.
Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou, who was mending his clothes, and felt that he was too gentle like this, and couldn't help but be fascinated.
The sound of the TV in the living room is the never-ending background sound, and the little fox in the room is reading the text happily. Tonight, Wang Xilou is wearing the old lady's floral pants and white vest, and is also wearing this pair of white boat socks on his feet, with smooth insteps. He was standing, mending clothes with a very serious face.
He sat over, pressed against her body, put his arms around Wang Xilou's waist, and buried his head on her neck near her shoulders. These small movements were extremely natural for them.
Wang Xilou pursed his lips, leaned back, and leaned completely against the other person's chest.
The little zombie uses the same shower gel as him, but it always feels more fragrant than him.
"What are you doing? You're asking Master to act like a spoiled brat again."
"It looks so good when you mend my clothes. I want to hug you."
Wang Xilou's body was stiff, and the man's hands were very calm, just holding him from behind.
Will make yourself happy.
"Hey, don't touch Master. He is mending clothes. Have you finished your homework? Are you ready to pass the college entrance examination?"
"Why are you still wearing socks? Let me take them off for you."
Wang Xilou blushed as he watched that hand take off his socks, pinch and play with his white feet, grasping the soles of the feet, rubbing the instep with his thumb, scanning the soles of the feet with his fingers from time to time, and pinching the toes from time to time.
"Don't change the subject with Master."
"I want to kiss you."
"..."
After something started, it was difficult for the young man to control it, especially holding someone who was sweet and soft. Feng Wuli just expressed his demands.
This is perfectly normal.
Wang Xilou looked around nervously and swallowed, "Face or mouth?"
"Mouth."
Wang Xilou frowned calmly: "You are so old and you still want to be kissed by Master."
"Um."
She looked very reluctant: "What should I do if Wanwan or Silly Cat comes out later?"
"Go back to your room."
"Your room or mine?" The voice was already expecting.
"Your room."
"Let's go, let's go."
The two of them entered the room quietly and closed the door. Wang Xilou felt like a thief.
As a result, this guy stood there with a smile on his face. She felt that her master's majesty had been lost by being so proactive, so she gave him a look in anger.
And after this whole process of getting up from the sofa, entering the room, and closing the door, the atmosphere just now was gone in an instant.
It would feel too strange if she leaned forward now.
But she really wanted to kiss him.
Suddenly she fell into a warm embrace. The boy she had seen growing up embraced her. His shoulders had become so broad.
She looked up and saw the face that was also looking down at her, with her hands on the other person's shoulders, and her heels slowly lifted off the ground until they were completely off the ground, leaving only a little toe standing on the ground.
The two whispered from time to time and spent most of the time attacking the city until Feng Wuli discovered that the little zombie had turned into a soft corpse. He declared with satisfaction that this was Wang Xilou's defeat.
He walked over and sat on the bed, held Wang Xilou in his arms, and said, "The monster I dealt with today..."
Wang Xilou listened quietly.
She really likes the feeling of being able to cling to others. This is what she has been pursuing and waiting for. Today, she will stop being a master and just be a little zombie for the time being.
As Feng Wuli was talking, he found that the person in his arms was looking directly at him. Men and women who have just started to be together always can't get enough of these things.
He asked, "Do you still want to kiss me?"
Wang Xilou looked at him and nodded.
Her lips were blocked, something was taken away from her, and she slowly closed her eyes.
The two of them whispered softly, and Feng Wuli vomited out the unhappiness in his heart.
Wang Xilou said softly:
"There is a huge difference in time between monsters and ordinary people."
"Whether that girl died accidentally or died of old age a hundred years later, to him, it was just as fleeting as the cat he raised and died of old age. There was no difference. Because of his long life, he was able to live until now and meet that girl. Girls, this is actually the meaning of a long life."
She swayed her feet and put a finger on his lips, with a smile on her eyebrows:
"Just like if there is no immortality, if you see Master, it is probably that archaeologists dug up a dead skeleton somewhere and let you see it on the news... take it out with your hands..."
Feng Wuli remained silent.
Wasn't it very bold before?
Cowardly zombie!
He must do the following today!
The hand on the belly is preparing to move forward instead of retreating.
suffer
Got tidied up.
