There is indeed a subtle conceptual difference between "cutting off" and "snipping".
As Meow Meow says "bounce".
The moment the orange cat took out his palm, Zheng Xiu actually felt something being bounced away with a pop. Even though Zheng Xiu couldn't see what happened after the darkness, the strange thing was that Zheng Xiu could somehow make up for the fleshy bouncing feeling on his own the moment the cat took out his palm.
At the moment when the cat scissors were closed with Zheng Xiu's anger, Zheng Xiu understood clearly in his heart that when the "prisoner" monster's "form 4" was created, it had the attribute of "cutting" and could cut anything with a click. Something to cut off.
Click!
A circle of terrifying fan-shaped distortions, followed by a crisp sound, centered on the cat scissors, on the same plane, suddenly spread outward.
Feng Bei's pupils shrank slightly and his head turned half an inch to the side.
A strand of hair was cut off silently, floating like rootless duckweed, and landed in Feng Bei's white palm.
The dark clouds in the sky were cut in half, and the bright moonlight struggled to squeeze out from the gaps in the dark clouds, casting a thin halo like an aurora.
A sharp cut opened silently on the ruins, extending to the edge of Lu Town.
"All things are broken in two!"
The looming umbilical cord connects Yuanying and Chang An. First, Maomao ate the fish cakes and slapped the mother plate hidden in Chang An. Zheng Xiu cut it, and the winding umbilical cord was cut off. .
call!
call!
call!
The sounds of babies laughing, taunting, and playing suddenly stopped. The huge mass of flesh, twisted and squeezed like a mountain, showed a momentary pause in its squirming posture at the moment the umbilical cord broke.
The tender meat lost its luster in the blink of an eye at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then began to shrink, peel, and weather. As a gust of night wind blew, the peeled meat flakes turned into gray fluff, blown into the night sky, and reached mid-air. , turned into bursts of gray dust, dissipating over Lu Town.
With waves of tingling pain coming from the center of his eyebrows, Zheng Xiu's eyes blurred, dizziness struck, and the pink girl's cat scissors disappeared into Zheng Xiu's hands. The wings behind Zheng Xiu flickered and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zheng Xiu fell to the ground.
Just when Yin Qingqing was about to catch the boy, Feng Bei chuckled, moved a few beats faster than Yin Qingqing, flew up, and held the boy tightly in his arms.
Yin Qingqing was stunned when he saw this, and stood obediently on the spot without saying a word, with thoughts in his mind.
She had already guessed that this young man was the Red King. The Red King had the "magic skill of disguise" that could rejuvenate his youth. The appearance of Feng Bei surprised Yin Qingqing. She still can't figure out why Feng Bei, who was far away in the Red Prince's Mansion, suddenly Appear here.
But now, another question crept into my mind instead of the previous question: Feng Bei's attitude towards the boy was weird. Could it be that Feng Bei actually likes this kind of tone?
In mid-air, Feng Bei looked lovingly at the young boy in his arms, spinning and falling in the air, spreading cold dog food around. This scene made Yin Qingqing more and more strange.
On the side, the orange cat was holding a fragrant fish cake in his arms, staring into the air with his eyes wide open. Amidst the floating catkins in the sky, the graceful Feng Bei and Xiao Ma spun to the ground. This scene made the orange cat subconsciously smack his lips and touch his buttocks, which were red and hot from being beaten not long ago. Suddenly, the fried fish cakes in his arms did not seem so fragrant. .
【No no no! It still smells good. Fried fish cakes are the most delicious! 】
Maomao sniffed the package and affirmed as if to comfort himself.
Thinking about it, Maomao opened the package and took out a piece, bit it into two pieces with a click, and swallowed it wholeheartedly.
The two of them turned and turned, hugging and hugging.
Zheng Xiu lay lazily in Feng Bei's arms, breathing lightly, feeling the peace and tenderness after the war.
"so tired."
Zheng Xiu grinned.
After landing, the young man was still curled up in his arms shamelessly. The Red King was usually very nice, but now that he was a young man, he no longer had such scruples. Feng Bei, who knew that Xiao Jiujiu was in Zheng Xiu's heart, didn't point it out. She still hugged him and smiled slightly: "Is it over?"
"probably."
Zheng Xiu was not sure, still afraid that something might happen. The two looked at the place where the meat ball had been. The huge meat mountain was silently collapsing, and black air flow rolled into the sky.
Yin Qingqing released everyone from the "Time Demon Space", leaving Ye, Snake, and Xi'er at a loss.
Jun Buxiao lies there, foaming at the mouth and unconscious.
Mo Jie was still wrapped in a cocoon, unable to move.
The old miracle doctor closed his eyes tightly and moaned in pain from time to time.
After doing all this, Yin Qingqing leaned on a corner of the ruins, relaxed her frown, and slowly closed her eyes, her expression unable to conceal her exhaustion.
Click!
In the quiet ruins, the sound of orange cats happily biting fish cakes could be heard from time to time.
Feng Bei and the young man whispered to each other.
"Your lovely scissors..."
"Don't mention it!" Zheng Xiu covered his face and repeated, "Don't mention it."
The new "form four" comes with the "cutting" attribute, which is easy to use, but the shape makes Zheng Xiu speechless and unwilling to recall it.
Why was my mind filled with cats at that time?
Damn cat, why do you have to raise your paws and click them, making such a strong sense of déjà vu?
Zheng Xiu never expected that the orange cat's claws would lead him askew.
Now that the form has been established, it cannot be changed even if it is to be changed.
Zheng Xiu had no choice but to accept the "cat scissors" form.
Feng Bei nodded: "Actually, it's pretty good."
What a shit.
Zheng Xiu slandered.
He even started imagining the scene where the muscular hunk Zheng Shan rocked the cat scissors and appeared on the battlefield, shocking everyone's jaws.
Huh?
Zheng Xiu rubbed his chin and thought, the mental impact caused by such a strong contrast might also have a "shock" effect.
Thinking about it from another perspective, this may not be entirely a bad thing?
It's a blessing in disguise, it's a blessing.
Now the shape of the shop has been finalized and everything is done. Looking at the cat pretending to be cute while chewing fried fish cakes, what could be wrong with such a cute cat? The Red King could only comfort himself silently.
Chi Wang was still thinking about the "cat scissors". The piece of meat in the distance was almost completely disintegrated. Xi'er covered her mouth and nose with her hands and stepped forward to check. Suddenly her face changed and she exclaimed: "Little Master !Here, there is something left here!”
Hearing this, everyone's calm mood was suddenly revived. Except for the wounded lying on the ground unable to move, the rest of the people instantly entered the state, each grabbing what they had and preparing for magic.
"That doesn't make sense."
Zheng Xiu was exhausted and responded. He just used [Inspiration] to confirm that there was nothing there anymore. Amidst the gray dust, Zheng Xiu stepped into the ruins. At this moment, an extremely weak cry attracted everyone's attention.
Xi'er looked strange and carefully held a...baby in both hands!
The baby's skin is white and tender, and his body is only as long as a thumb. However, although his body is small, he has all the internal organs. His finely carved facial features are being twisted together and crying. The blood vessel lines are clearly visible on the fair skin, and there is a faint trace of blood vessels. There is a hazy glow, and the thin skin can be broken by a blow, showing a transparent feeling.
No wonder Xi'er's movements were so careful. The baby's pitiful crying state, and the eyes, ears, mouth and nose that had not yet melted. From any angle, he looked like a human baby who had been born not long ago. Just a little smaller.
Xi'er looked embarrassed. Anyone with eyes could tell that the baby had abnormal origins and was not even human. How to deal with it? This was the problem that gave Xi'er a headache, so she rolled her eyes and threw the blame directly to the leader, saying: "Young Master, please make the decision!"
So much happened tonight. First, he visited a brothel at night to fight against pornography, and then met the orchid incarnation of Zhu, walking in and out of the Bund, and cut an umbilical cord after coming out. Traveling through the Bund one after another, performing magic tricks and strange objects frequently, the energy consumed in this process was far more than what Zheng Xiu used to do. If the inn hadn't been destroyed, the next thing he wanted to do most was to take a hot bath, lie in bed and have a dream until dawn.
Zheng Xiu was so tired that his eyelids drooped, so he came closer to look at it for a moment. He resisted the pain between his brows and passed another [Inspiration], but unexpectedly this time he suffered a rare "big failure". His vision went dark and he almost died suddenly. Zheng Xiu took advantage of the situation and fell into Feng Bei's arms, who caught the young man with a smile.
It seemed like he couldn't squeeze out.
Zheng Xiu rubbed his brows tiredly and asked Maomao for help: "Xiao Feng Miao, tell me, what is the origin of this child?"
The little orange cat rolled his eyes, showing a look of disdain: "Meow, meow, meow!"
[You can’t understand even if you say it, meow. 】
"Tell me about it? There will be cake when you go back."
King Chi began to draw a cake in the air, using his finger to indicate a big cake.
Gudong.
The sound of the orange cat swallowing reached everyone's ears, it was so loud. It tilted its head, and even if everyone couldn't understand the meow's words, they could taste a bit of "pride" from the orange cat's humanized body and expression.
Meow meow meow meow.
The orange cat began to meow for a long time.
[There is a reckless person who wants to use 'resentment' as a seed to derive 'wish', but some restless little guys almost get through. 】
brat?
You crazy meow?
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment, but then he thought about the orange cat that "popped" the placenta with just a pat. He nodded secretly and quickly thought about how to mass-produce fish cakes and how to tinker with the taste of fish cakes so that he could use this piece of cake. The cat's hair from Chang Dark is growing tight.
[Hmph, if I hadn’t happened to be here, tsk tsk, you would all be dead. 】
The orange cat jumped up and poked Zheng Xiu on the forehead. This scene made everyone's eyes widen as if they had seen a ghost.
[However, that guy who doesn’t care about life and death does have some ability, meow. Since he can walk freely on the Bund and can absorb the filth with his body, he has some ability. But that's all. No wonder he wants to be a Nascent Soul. It seems like his physical body should be changed. 】
Zheng Xiu was surprised: "What do you mean?"
The orange cat snorted coldly, pointed at the burn scars on Feng Bei's body, and continued to meow.
[Look at her, mere mortals often walk in the cracks, how can they be without risk? If that person walks too much, tsk tsk... Nascent Soul is a great tonic for mortals. If you eat it, you can grow meat. Lots and lots of meat. You can grow whatever you want. 】
Zheng Xiu stared at the thumb baby in Xi'er's hand and was speechless for a moment.
At this time, the orange cat took another bite of the fried fish cake and glanced at Feng Bei secretly, as if he was afraid that Feng Bei would be unhappy. But it still looked proud, its nostrils pointed upward, and repeated: "Cricket mortal meow."
At this moment, Zheng Xiu was not in the mood to pay attention to the contempt in the orange cat's eyes or to quarrel with a mere orange cat.
He calmly stretched out his hand to the baby in Xi'er's hand.
"Wow!"
The thumb baby, who was crying weakly just now, suddenly cried louder and twisted uneasily in Xi'er's hand.
Xi'er was a little unsure: "Is he... hungry?"
Zheng Xiu rolled his eyes: "So what if you're hungry? Do you have milk?"
Xi'er was stunned.
Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered and looked back at Ye.
He wasn't sure.
Ye's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he smiled slightly and said: "I disappoint the young master, Ye... no."
"No!"
At this time, Mo Jiu, who was tied into a rice dumpling, finally broke free from Xi'er's shackles, or maybe it was solved by magic as time went by. In short, Mo Jiu stumbled towards this side.
"Don't, don't touch him."
Mo Zhuo approached here with a complicated expression, looking straight at the thumb baby. After staring for a while, Mo Zhuo said in disbelief, pointing at the baby with a trembling finger: "He, he is looking for me... Yes, he is here. Looking for me... Damn it! He's looking for me!"
Mo's words were incoherent and his lips were trembling. As if he was possessed by a demon, he gradually stretched his hand towards the thumb baby.
Xi'er frowned. She could see that something was wrong with Mo Zhui. Just when she was about to endure the excruciating pain in her fingers and tie him up again, Zheng Xiu raised his hand and pressed it in the air, whispering: "No."
Xi'er understood instantly and let Mo Jiu hold the baby in his hands.
The strange thing is that the thumb baby suddenly stopped crying and quietly sucked his fingers and closed his eyes, and his mini chest rose and fell slightly.
Mo Jie cried, crying, laughing and shouting madly: "I am his father! Hahaha! Woohoo! He is actually calling me! Damn it, I am actually a father! I was the one who gave birth to him ! Wuwuwu! Oh my god! Are you kidding me!"
Mo Jiu frantically held the baby and ran out. In a hurry, he threw the baby to the ground. Everyone was stunned, thinking that the baby had just died in his father's hands. They saw Mo Jiu holding his hands high even after he fell. On top of his head, he climbed up carefully, with two columns of blood mixed with tears, sitting on the ground crying stupidly.
Xi'er was a little unsure: "Could it be that... you are too happy?"
Ye shook his head: "It's hard to say."
Zheng Xiu asked: "Where is the old miracle doctor?"
Xi'er sighed: "Maybe I can't protect myself. Master, you don't know. The bones in the old miracle doctor's body rang so loudly at that time."
Zheng Xiu's expression suddenly changed and he lifted his pants.
Feng Bei was alert and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zheng Xiu shook his head quickly: "Nothing... nothing." In fact, he had the illusion that someone had taken off his pants just now.
No... I was really taken off!
Zheng Xiu was dumbfounded. It wasn't the avatar's pants that had been taken off, but the real body's pants that had been taken off!
He glanced sharply at Feng Bei. No, people from Fengbei are here! Who's causing trouble?
Oops!
Someone stole your home!
Zheng Xiu endured the two completely different yet integrated feelings of discomfort and comfort. He took a deep breath and dealt with the work here as quickly as possible. He quickly picked up the orange cat and asked, "Are you sure you want to let this child go?" Is there a problem? He really looks like..."
The orange cat asked, "Then you can eat it, meow! Besides, meow, looks like a human. Isn't it weird?" The orange cat looked puzzled. It spread its palms in wonder: "Have you ever thought about what you said in your mouth? The 'weird things' we mentioned were once, maybe, humans?"
At this time Zheng Xiu couldn't bear it anymore and left a message: "I'll leave for a while!"
Whoosh!
Zheng Xiu disappeared in front of everyone.
It seemed that another fierce battle was waiting for him.
(End of chapter)
