My paper people are all Long Aotian

Zeze has made various plans, but none of them are as they are now.

After he became a demon king, in the long years and lonely nights, he recalled the past scene by scene, breaking the old things into pieces bit by bit, and only thought it was ridiculous.

Neither the old man he once felt warm nor the master he respected had ever touched him even once.

At the beginning, they did those things that were considered warm on the surface, but they were disgusted in the details, and the most intuitive thing was that they never touched themselves, dared or disgusted, and the old man had to push himself into the house to be burned to death in the end. While you're at it, touch him.

They avoid themselves, and later they also hate being touched by others. At most, they like to step on other people's faces with their feet and crush other people's self-esteem.

There was a strange feeling on the face, warm and soft.

Zeze was stiff all over, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

[Zeze's mood value +10. 】

He suddenly stretched out his hand to remove the hand from his face, but just as he raised his hand, his arm was immediately grabbed by another hand.

Yuan Yuan: "Do you want to die?"

Zeze: "How much do you want me to do?"

【Zeze: "If it wasn't for my hand to stop halfway, does this mortal think he can stop it?"】

Zhuang Xi had a headache, and he didn't know why these two people were so hostile.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhuang Xi wiped away the blood under Zeze's eyes, and covered Zeze's face with the hemostatic grass in his other hand.

It's strange, and far different, that the brook in the game can touch him and "hands and feet" him.

After watching Zeze's plot, Zhuang Xi felt very depressed. He thought sullenly that he could touch Zeze. Maybe Zeze, deep down in his heart, longed for someone to touch him, even if it was just to pat him. Shoulder.

He never thought that a townsman would have a story, and it was such a depressing and uncomfortable story after reading it.

After reading this story, he looked at the villain in the game again, and he felt more affectionate unconsciously.

Xiaoxi: "Don't be afraid, this will stop the bleeding."

Zeze stiffened his body, allowing Zhuangxi to smear his eyes with layers of green leaves.

【Zeze: "I couldn't move my arm because I was caught."】

After applying a few layers of hemostatic grass, his eyes finally stopped bleeding. Only now did Zhuang Xi heave a sigh of relief, and his mood eased a little.

As for the other injuries on his body, Zhuang Xi didn't dare to touch them yet, he could feel Zeze's rejection of him.

He walked to Yuanyuan, "Where did the wound burst?"

After letting go of Zeze's arm far away, he sat back on his ground, heard the words, and turned his head away without speaking.

Zhuangxi was helpless, the villain took out a lot of hemostatic grass, and sprinkled it from the top of the head far away, "It's all money."

Far away: "..."

The hemostatic grass accurately found the wound on Yuan's body, and wrapped it softly.

Zeze seemed to turn his head slightly, "looking" in their direction.

The sun rose higher and higher, the sun filled the earth, the ground was a mess, white cotton was scattered all over the ground, some were white and soft, some were stained with blood, and the creek picked them up one by one.

Distressed to cut off the bent sunflower, I don't know if it can be sold.

The villain squatted on the ground and touched the yellow and round flowers, rubbing his thin white fingers on the yellow petals, talking about his heartache and reluctance, the back of his head hung down, and he did not move for a long time.

Touch your nose from a distance.

【Yuanyuan: "Give him sunflowers in the afternoon."】

And Zeze wore two big green eye masks, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

Zhuang Xi sighed, seeing that he was almost exhausted, organized his words, and said to Ze Ze: "Your house is still under construction, now live in my room."

[Far away mood value -5. 】

Xiaoxi hurriedly said, "It's not about letting the two of you sleep in the same bed."

"Isn't the room far away finished? The house is new and beautiful. It would be nice to live in it far away."

Far: "There is formaldehyde."

Zhuang Xi: "...?"

What age is it, and some people say formaldehyde was 800 years ago?

Xiaoxi: "I'm leaving, but I will always watch over you, don't fight anymore, we are poor and have no money to see a doctor."

Far away: "..."

Zeze: "...."

【Zeze: "You can see him even when he's gone. Is Tiandao really a human being?"】

【Zeze: "... Poor?"】

Zhuang Xi glanced at Zeze without saying a word, I'm sorry, you will have to endure hardships following me.

In the feature film, even the waiters in Mozun's palace are a hundred times more beautiful than him, not to mention the luxury in other aspects.

After Xiaoxi went offline, Zhuangxi took out his textbook while watching the game, fearing that they would fight again.

After Yuan Yuan left, he picked up the ax and continued to chop the sunflowers. Zeze stood for a while and sat on the ground.

Half an hour later, I looked at the man sitting cross-legged on the ground from a distance, "You don't work, do you want to eat and drink for free?"

Before Zeze could speak, Zhuang Xi held Zeze down and moved him into his room.

A row of question marks popped up far above his head.

[Far away mood value -5. 】

[Far away resentfully throw down the axe, strike. 】

Zhuang Xi pretended not to see the narration of the game, and moved Zeze into his room.

After the previous meeting, Zeze didn't struggle as far away as at the beginning, Zhuang Xi easily put him on the cushion in the room.

He kept sitting cross-legged from beginning to end, without eyes, it was hard to see what his expression was like.

Zhuang Xi looked at it for a while, and then began to review according to the curriculum.

Sitting cross-legged in a strange room, Zeze tried to cultivate again and again, but he couldn't feel any spiritual energy, and despair filled his heart little by little.

He was born with different pupils, and both eyes were dark blue. These different pupils were the initial cause of his rough life, but as the elder said, his heaven-defying cultivation and self-healing ability all came from these eyes.

Zeze dropped his hands in a daze.

Throughout his life, what he longed for most was the joys and sorrows of ordinary people.

If the eyes were replaced by ordinary people, he didn't know whether he should be happy or not. What he was happy about was that he might be able to integrate into the lives of normal people.

But without his eyes, he only has confusion and despair.

When he had something good in him, he lived like that, but now he has become a crippled and crippled person, what will be waiting for him?How will he be tortured?

It's like falling into a hopeless abyss, nothingness, decadence.

Zhuang Xi compared the timetable with the key points of the course uploaded by the teacher, and spent half a class time memorizing the content of the class. When he looked up, he saw that Zeze seemed to be shrouded in black air.

He was a small one, wearing loose black clothes, and his long hair like splashed ink was scattered all over his body, stained with blood and dust.

And he was quiet from the beginning to the end, he didn't even have a few words in the narration of the game, and there was already a long page in the next door. For some reason, Zhuang Xi felt that his small body was filled with a layer of sadness of being abandoned by the whole world.

There are many people in the world, but he is only one.

Knowing that this is a game setting, Zhuang Xi still couldn't help but feel sad, and the similar mood in the memory flooded his heart.

Zhuang Xi stretched out his fingers, and put a strand of hair scattered in front of Zeze behind his back.

It was obvious that Zeze's body was stiff and tense, but he didn't move away or make any other resistance movements.

After putting down the first strand, Zhuang Xi picked up another strand, and put all strands of hair neatly behind his back, revealing his complete little face.

Zeze's face was still covered with blood that Zhuangxi didn't wipe off at the beginning, and his eyes were covered with round green leaves. Even so, his good looks can still be seen from it.

Even if it is shrunken, the side face can be seen to be determined, the bridge of the nose is straight, the long life in the magic palace makes his skin extremely white, and his pale lips have lost a little blood.

I can't wipe his face with my hands outside the screen. Fortunately, the seriously ill person lived here far away. There are still towels in the house. Zhuang Xi pressed the towel, moved it to Zeze's face, and wiped his face little by little. of blood.

After wiping his face clean, Zhuang Xi felt a little better.

Although his villains are not healthy, each one has a very good appearance. Although there are still burns on his face far away, and Zeze's eyes are covered by green leaves, but people with extremely high appearance, even with injuries cannot hide their brilliance.

It will be better in the future, how happy it is to see that every day, Zhuang Xi thought happily.

Zeze remained motionless, but his lips were tightly pursed and his hands were tightly clenched.

After Zhuang Xi wiped his face, he continued to wipe his hair. There was a lot of blood on the hair. After Zhuang Xi wiped it again and put the towel in the basin, the clear water immediately turned into blood.

It took him three passes to get it done, and he needed another towel to dry his hair.

Zeze's head was covered with a big towel, and he rubbed it wildly. Seeing Zeze's small body swaying with the force of the rubbing on his head, he couldn't help laughing.

After the towel was taken off, the villain was finally not so tattered and looked very pleasant.

The more Zhuang Xi looked at it, the happier he felt. He pushed back Zeze's hair and wrote two words on his back with his little finger, cute.

Zeze stood up suddenly, seemingly very angry, and clenched his hands tightly, "What do you want!"

Since he wasn't in the game, Zhuang Xi naturally didn't send him a reply, and only saw that the skin near his earlobe was red.

Zhuang Xi continued to write on his back, "Don't be afraid".

It was very strange, obviously he looked very angry, and there was a trace of ferocity on his face, but his mood rose a lot, so much that Zhuang Xi felt sad.

In fact, he really wants to have someone to accompany him like this. It's not disgusting or flattering, just like close friends or family members, even the current anger and embarrassment are bluffing to say this.

Zhuang Xi continued to write on his back, repeatedly writing the words "not afraid".

Occasionally write "the disease will be cured", and the longest one is "this is your home".

I kept writing until Zeze calmed down.

Just as Zhuang Xi was about to let go, the belated narration of the game jumped out, so fast that Zhuang Xi couldn't see clearly.

[Far mood value -3]

[Far mood value -2]

[Far mood value -5]

……

Zhuang Xi turned forward in a daze.

[Throw down the ax far away. 】

[Goes to the window furtively from afar. 】

[Sneakily look up from a distance. 】

[Seeing everything in the room from afar. 】

[Far away mood value -10. 】

……

[Far is climbing the window. 】

[It stopped far away. 】

[Jumps from the window far away. 】

[Squat far away and poke ants under the window. 】

[Warning, Yuan Yuan's mood value is lower than 5, and is in a dangerous state, please increase Yuan Yuan's mood value immediately! 】