The villain does one good thing every day

Sang Ma got married. On the same day, his wife sneaked in and grabbed a lot of candy for Ling Xing who couldn't go out, and piled it all around him. She smiled and handed an orange candy: "I know you like to eat it!" this."

Ling Xing turned her head: "I don't like sugar at all."

Sang Ma tapped his forehead, Ling Xing, who always avoids him, did not hide this time, Sang Ma laughed: "I'm sorry, I couldn't take you out today."

Lingxing glanced at him impatiently: "I didn't want to go out either."

Sang Ma sighed: "For such a long time, Ling Xing has also done a lot for Beihai, why doesn't the owner let him go out?"

The wife looked at him and then at Ling Xing, so she had no choice but to smooth things over: "Maybe the Patriarch has his own plans."

Sang Ma frowned: "But..."

"Are you going to stay here all night? It's annoying, can you go quickly?" Ling Xing looked at them impatiently.

The bride blushed, and Sang Ma blushed too. She stood up and tugged at his wife's sleeve: "Then...then let's go first..."

Ling Xing waved his hands and told them to leave quickly, it was annoying.

Sang Ma and his wife left, and Ling Xing sat alone at the bottom of the tower, the candles flickering by the wall alone, making Ling Xing's shadow strange.He blew and blew out the candle.

Lean back, lie on the table, put your arms under your head, and look at the roof.

In his memory, even though the previous events are vague, it seems that it will always be such a closed space, moving from one to another, the so-called "his master", for some reason, makes Ling Xing have a kind of hair loss. repulsion from within.

Ling Xing followed the instructions, and was taken out from time to time to fight with monsters from outside. She didn't know the origin of the opponent, and she didn't know the purpose of the opponent, just fighting.From the first time he struck, he understood that if his strength was too strong, Sang Ma at the other end of Yihong would definitely die, so he always made his moves very carefully, which made Quan Qingfeng very unhappy. Xing has not been able to break through himself.

Ling Xing always feels familiar with Sang Ma, especially when he is with his wife. For some reason, Ling Xing always thinks that he should protect the two of them, although there is no special reason.

When Ling Xing is brought out occasionally, it always attracts people's attention. He is different from the one who appeared in front of people before. He is in human form, and he is also the tall and outstanding one in the crowd. He wears a mask with spiral patterns. He followed Sang Ma with his arms folded, and walked casually. He never cared about the eyes of the people around him. As for the discussions, he could also hear them.Sometimes Sang Ma hears the ugly words, and she will stand on the side of the street and argue with others, but Ling Xing doesn’t feel it. When Sang Ma stops to argue with others, Ling Xing walks on her own without even turning her head. .

I don't know why, a guy who doesn't even show his face can attract the eyes of the opposite sex.Ling Xing was walking on the street, and Liumei Yushou from the cosmetic shop on the side of the street played music early, the girls crowded together and looked at him, covering their faces with fans, but their eyebrows fluttered, Ling Xing turned to look, Then there was a whisper.

He was walking on the road, and there were few other people on the road, and the eyes around him were mixed with various emotions, all rushing towards him.

A child carrying candied haws ran rampant, ran up the street, hit Ling Xing's leg with his head, squatted on the ground with his buttocks, the candied haws in his hand rolled on the ground, he opened his round eyes With eyes and mouth open, he stared blankly at the tall masked man in front of him, and sucked his nose.

Ling Xing kept walking and stepped over him.

gone.

"Hey!!" Sang Ma yelled at him, helping the child up, picked up the candied haws, and found it was too dirty, so he had to take out the money and put it in the child's hands.

But the child kept crying because his hand was scratched, and he showed it to Sang Ma, feeling very wronged.

Sang Ma scratched her head, and called Ling Xing: "What should I do?"

There is nothing to cry about such a little blood, you are too weak.

Although Ling Xing thought so, she still touched the child's hand when she saw the child crying.The evil spirit circled around the hand, and the wound healed.

The child was still in tears, but stopped crying, and yelled "Wow", with sparkling eyes, and hugged Ling Xing's leg.

Ling Xing clenched his fists tightly, after thinking about it, he still nodded his forehead and pushed him away. The child's hand kept stretching forward, but Ling Xing ignored it.

There were some discussions around again, but Ling Xing didn't hear a single word.

Now Ling Xing looked up at the roof and smiled subconsciously. He thought, if Sang Ma and his wife had a child, would he be considered a nephew?

He realized that he actually had such an idea that ordinary people have, and he spurned himself.

"What are you thinking?" came a voice from inside the house.

Ling Xing jumped up in an instant, whirled and stabbed away, but was blocked by the man, he smiled deeply: "You are quite handy with twisting."

Ling Xing sat down and watched Quan Qingfeng approach him.

Quan Qingfeng stopped when he was two steps away from him, and pointed to him: "Look at your useless expression now. Do you feel happy? Do you feel happy?"

Ling Xing's eyes turned cold: "I don't feel it when I see you."

Quan Qingfeng spread his hands and smiled: "Have you ever heard a saying that Bao Jianfeng comes from sharpening."

Ling Xing turned away: "Are you here for something?"

Quan Qingfeng sighed: "There is a price to pay for gaining power, you have a very smooth life, don't you?"

Ling Xing didn't say anything, he knew that Quan Qingfeng was good at talking nonsense, and after his master died, he thought about life to the point of obsession. To be honest, he just couldn't see that others lived differently from him.

"There is a happy event tonight." Quan Qingfeng also looked towards the roof, "The joys and sorrows of human beings are only fleeting. Even if such happiness is false, some people are willing to be intoxicated."

Lingxing rolled her eyes.

Quan Qingfeng grabbed Ling Xing's head, shook it violently a few times, and leaned in front of him: "When I was young, you always looked like you didn't answer. I really hate you."

Ling Xing gritted her teeth and said, "I'm annoying you too."

Quan Qingfeng stared at him: "How can you just stop like this? Suppress your own strength, for Xiaoxiu and his wife who are not even considered bullshit. You have no memory, why don't you go find it? Don't you know that you Who is it?"

Lingxing didn't answer.

"Do you know how many people died for you to survive?" Quan Qingfeng stared at him fiercely, "You don't know. Because you don't remember, you just stay in the tower all day, go out, Kill two bastards and live casually, you don't want to think about it, you useless thing!"

He grabbed Ling Xing's head and hit it on the ground. There were a few bangs, and Ling Xing's head was covered with blood: "Why didn't you fight back? You are afraid of me. Why are you afraid of me? Have you ever thought about it?" ? What have you been through before? How can you live like this with peace of mind?"

Ling Xing gritted her teeth, and stood up when Quan Qingfeng hit his head on the ground again, straightened her neck and looked directly at Quan Qingfeng, her eyes were about to split.

Quan Qingfeng said in a low voice: "Your parents saved your roommate and the Seven Golden Immortals, do you still remember?"

Ling Xing's head hurt suddenly, he broke away from Quan Qingfeng's hand, hugged his head, and howled.

Quan Qingfeng didn't give him time, and kicked him over. Seeing Ling Xing's eyes gradually turning red, Quan Qingfeng smiled: "Don't get angry in the end, they just got married after all."

Ling Xing froze in place, but the evil spirit on his body radiated out uncontrollably, and he became nervous.

Quan Qingfeng smiled: "Three people died before, so why miss this one, it's up to you."

But Lingxing didn't dare to move.

Quan Qingfeng brought a jar from the shadow, opened it on his own, and handed it to him: "Eat it, you will be overwhelmed by eating it."

Ling Xing glanced at it, but didn't move.

Quan Qingfeng sighed: "Ling Xing, do you think people in the world are interesting?" He sat down, hugged the jar, and raised his legs to look at Ling Xing.

"When you have an enemy, you want a hero. If you want a hero, you have to be perfect. An imperfect hero is worse than an enemy. When you are alone, you dare not say anything, dare not do anything, as long as you get together, Dare to shout justice, such cheap justice, I really envy them." Quan Qingfeng spread his hands, "Ever wronged, they will always be wronged."

Ling Xing looked at him, and Quan Qingfeng smiled: "Look at my useless junior, people say that he disciplines evil spirits, before the evil spirits attack outside, he is a demon; when the enemy comes outside, he makes a move. He is not a devil now, even if he hates it, he does it secretly; now I declare that the evil ones are all raised by me, the fierce ones are scarier than the previous ones, but no one hates me anymore, not only that, they expect me to take good care of them Sha, it is used by everyone. Even your Sangma respects me very much? You see, if you change hands twice, as long as you have a good image, isn’t it easy to do these things?”

Ling Xing wasn't listening, he was trying to suppress the evil spirit, but he didn't know why, it was completely useless.

Quan Wuyong sighed: "It's really disappointing."

He turned to Ling Xing and handed the jar over: "You eat it, and I'll leave. Sang Ma is my disciple, and I guess their newcomer will toast me later, so I'll go back."

Ling Xing looked at him, knowing that Quan Qingfeng had finally stopped thinking about life.He has always heard rumors about Quan Qingfeng. Sang Ma said that Master Qingfeng has been nagging since he was a child, and he likes to think about some very strange questions. Since he was a child, no one except his master would listen to him, so he is somewhat withdrawn.

Now it seems that his master's death has caused Quan Qingfeng to come to Ling Xing to complain, and Ling Xing is a little annoyed.

But the top priority is to suppress the evil spirit, otherwise Sang Ma will be finished on the wedding night.

Ling Xing hesitated and slowly stretched out her hand.

Inside the jar was a throbbing piece of meat, and Ling Xing didn't know what it was.

Quan Qingfeng patted him on the shoulder: "Too many people died for you, there is no need for Sang Ma and his wife to repeat the same mistakes."

Ling Xing believed this sentence, because there had always been a voice telling him instinctively that he owed his life.

Quan Qingfeng looked at him calmly.

Ling Xing's evil spirit became more and more intense, and even Ye Hong showed her appearance. If this continues...

"What is this?" He asked Quan Qingfeng.

Quan Qingfeng smiled, but did not answer.

The color of the trailing red became deeper and darker, and the dark red was almost black.

Ling Xing stretched out her hand, grabbed the piece of meat, and bit down.

The meat melted in his mouth, and the blood in his mouth suddenly reminded him of the scene of him crazily biting others in a dark cellar...

He had a headache and lay down next to him and retched.

The red color is indeed slightly lighter.

Quan Qingfeng sat aside and looked at him calmly.

Ling Xing shook her head, trembling, continued to eat the meat, and finished it very quickly.

Ye Hong disappeared, and Ling Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

Quan Qingfeng's calm face finally collapsed, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and laughed, his eyes returned to the madness, which was the madness deep in Ling Xing's memory.

Quan Qingfeng seemed to feel sorry for him: "Ling Xing, you are so easy to deceive, sometimes I can't bear to deceive you."

Ling Xing froze in place.

"You, you." Quan Qingfeng stood up and walked around him, talking to himself with his eyes wide open, speaking very quickly, his voice raised unconsciously, "I used to know how to keep a distance from people and believe in myself The more people die, the more you want to keep them. Out of instinct, you assimilate yourself with the people around you. An idiot like Sang Ma doesn’t know anything. I don’t understand. If you choose, of course you should choose someone who is useful and understands things, but you don’t, you want to save his life. Stupid.”

Ling Xing's stomach was churning, and something was burning inside.

Quan Qingfeng shook his head: "It's a pity, you will definitely lose. Do you know why?"

He leaned in front of Ling Xing: "Because you are too relaxed, because you always want to stop, you are not ready to fight."

Ling Xing grabbed Quan Qingfeng's collar tightly.

Quan Qingfeng pulled his hand away and stared into his eyes: "What you eat is your mother's heart."

As if being slashed, Ling Xing stayed where she was, losing all thoughts and movements.

Beside him, Heisha emerged, slowly entwining him.

Quan Qingfeng pushed him, Ling Xing fell backwards, and fell into a cloud of evil spirits, Quan Qingfeng watched him fall from above: "Go, go to Yama Realm, if you can come back, let's talk about revenge .”

Ling Xing seemed to be submerged in water, watching Quan Qingfeng go away from a distance, and she fell into darkness.