am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

It depends on how to say it, Wang Mo thought to himself.

If it is a kind of salvation to piss me off first, and then rescue me, then the argument of Gang Jing is also reasonable.

"Do you think the concubine saved me?" Wang Mo asked a stick spirit floating in the sky.

"How should I put it? In a sense, love is about saving each other." Gang Jing floated back and forth.

Wang Mo: "..."

Unexpectedly, my love quotient was not as good as that of a barre. Wang Mo let out a cry of disappointment deep in his heart.

This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that Xun Ying's love quotient is not even as good as mine!Deep in his heart, Wang Mo let out another desperate crow.

How can this be redeemed? Speaking of which, we probably won’t be able to find someone else, or we can just make do with it, Wang Mo, who can still get away, after despair, actually had a feeling of being at ease because of accepting his fate .

But after all, Wang Mo feels that he and Xun Ying are together, even if they don't save each other, at least they can afford to support each other. This alone can be regarded as a good foundation for love, except for his love. There is nothing wrong with having too much brain and not being able to find your heart. As long as you find your heart, you can get married immediately.

Although my problem is not male-related, but in a sense, it is a bit the same. Not only did Xun Ying not dislike me, but he also drove a spaceship with me every day to help me find my heart and cure my disease. I am determined, although I am a bit straightforward, but I have a very gentle temper, so I can complement it appropriately.

Because of Gang Jing's love kumquat, Wang Mo conducted another self-strategy, and then planned to release Gang Jing from the universe.

"My lord, I haven't played enough... I mean, I haven't finished my punishment yet!" The gang spirit happily shuttled between the sea of ​​stars, obviously not wanting to come back right away.

Seeing Gang Jing wandering in the sea of ​​stars, the other brothers couldn’t sit still anymore, and they all said that they had just become sworn brothers with Gang Jing, and they didn’t want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day, hoping to accompany Gang Jing Accept Wang Mo's "punishment" together.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo looked at the plastic brotherhood with sincere expressions in his eyes, and simply waved his hands, stuffing his little brothers into his own universe.

This is a good place, it doesn't take up other people's houses, and you don't have to worry about your younger brothers crawling out from under the bed to scare people when they get excited, and the universe is so spacious, there are places for leisure, entertainment, playing cards and watching dramas, You can still walk around after eating.

Wang Mo had a good idea. After settling down with his brothers, he hurried to find Xun Ying and told him what Gang Jing had reported to him before.

Wang Mo slid down the stairs and saw that Xun Ying hadn't gone to bed, hadn't even returned to his room, and was still working in the hall lighting the lamp.

The old cat on the side couldn't stand it any longer. With a mobile phone on its tail, it fell asleep on all fours, and even snored a little.

It's easy to get sleepy watching cats sleep, but Xun Ying stayed upright and worked diligently there, checking post after post for stories about various urban legends.

"Haven't rested yet?" Wang Mo greeted Xun Ying.

"Not yet." Xun Ying shook his head.

"Amo, do you want milk?" Xun Ying said, picking up the milk jug next to the coffee pot, and raised his glass to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo: "..."

"I'd better come to coffee." Wang Mo said, and made himself a cup of coffee with ample food and clothing and drank it.

"Amo, it's so late, I won't be able to fall asleep if I drink coffee." It was too late when Xun Ying wanted to dissuade him, but he said it reflexively.

"It's good if you can't fall asleep." Wang Mo said, and described to Xun Ying the things that Gang Jing explained to him.

"In short, I'm thinking about it, you have to have negative energy, that is, the kind of people who are full of frustration, wishing to walk with ghosts, to invite this kind of post. The chances of success should not be high." Wang Mo showed his intelligence and wisdom, and introduced his experience to Xun Ying.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Amo, did you come up with these ideas yourself?" Xun Ying thought for a while and said.

Wang Mo: "..."

"A friend told me. I think what he said is quite reasonable, so I took it here to share with you." Wang Mo said.

There should be an expert behind Wang Mo.

Xun Ying thought so in his heart, but he didn't think it was a big deal. As his junior brother, Wang Mo had been in the supernatural circle for so long, and he was also regarded as a model of success in a young man who became famous in World War I. It's not surprising that he had his own connections in the circle. , and judging from the ideas provided to him by the other party, he was sincere, and he couldn't see any other intentions, as long as he kept checking on Wang Mo from time to time, he would be fine.

Although Xun Ying thought so rationally, in fact, he was a little lonely for no reason.

Wang Mo already has some friends in the supernatural circle. In terms of professional ability, he can rely on more fulcrums, and he no longer needs to only consult himself for everything.

Thinking of this, Xun Ying inevitably showed a little expression on his face, and Wang Mo, who was sharp-eyed, noticed it.

"Xun Ying, what's wrong with you, did I say something wrong?" Wang Mo then asked him.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about it, and I was a little lost." Xun Ying shook his head.

"Amo, if I encounter any embarrassment, I will discuss it with you, don't worry."

"Then I'm relieved." Wang Mo said with a smile.

He felt that they would be a family sooner or later. Even if they really couldn't be friends or date, at least they could be regarded as half-brothers. It should be said that it is obvious that he regards him as one of his own, which makes Wang Mo feel kind and warm.

"Then why don't we try my friend's method?" Wang Mo then suggested.

"You mean, find a way to show negative energy in the online world." Xun Ying thought for a while and said.

"Yeah, in order not to affect other real human beings, we can mark it with words like "tree hole", "negative energy", "spit black mud", "be careful, don't enter", then it will be no problem. "Wang Mo was very thoughtful, discussing the details with Xun Ying.

"Okay, let's try it." Xun Ying nodded and said.

So Wang Mo continued to drink a cup of coffee, and then began to sit seriously and think about his tree hole.

The tree hole he is most worried about now is of course Xun Ying's straight man of steel. In order to arouse his frustration, Wang Mo tried hard to recall every scene where Xun Ying was so angry that he vomited blood. I really want to vomit blood.

On the other hand, Xun Ying was working in a nonchalant manner, sipping a few sips of fragrant coffee from time to time, with a leisurely demeanor as if he was on vacation, and it was completely impossible to tell whether he was starting to lose his mind.

Although Xun Ying was working calmly, he gradually felt a vague "murderous aura" in the room.

Xun Ying sensed the source of the "murderous aura", and when he looked up, he saw Wang Mo staring at him through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with bold words like "I'll fight you!"

"Amo, very good, you have entered the state." Xun Yingyun said calmly.

Wang Mo: "..."

So Wang Mo began to write vigorously and wrote his own tree hole.

Someone on the social software quickly responded to his tree hole, which made Wang Mo feel a little strange.

Didn’t I mark the tree hole? It’s fine if one or two people get in by mistake. Why is there so much reading? Wang Mo thought suspiciously.

"Probably because people are always a little curious about their emotional life." Xun Ying answered Wang Mo's question talking to himself.

Wang Mo: "..."

So he clicked on the tree hole post that he had posted before again, and saw that everyone was criticizing his "suiter" there with a sense of justice.

"Why does this straight man still fall in love?"

"Wouldn't it be pissed off to fall in love with this kind of person?"

"You're going to marry him. It's best to have a cardio-cerebrovascular emergency device at home, or your life will be in danger, okay?"

"Stop the loss in time, sister, or big brother! Before you jump into the fire pit, fate will give you a chance to escape, and it's up to you to grasp it."

"If the host is a girl, do you plan to have children in the future? Look at the one you described in the main host. There is a high probability that you will be widowed after marriage. Think twice."

Wang Mo looked at the comments on one floor after another, and when he scrolled to the bottom, he found that the post had turned the page, and it had become a hot post.

Wang Mo: ""

I don't care much about other people's emotional life, Wang Mo thought to himself, I didn't expect that there are quite a lot of people who pay attention to this.

Wang Mo continued to scroll down, basically all of which were verbal criticisms of Xun Ying. Even a few married elder brothers who had revealed their identities made it clear that there is a high probability that this guy's genes will be eliminated.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo looked up at Xun Ying.

Xun Ying is working quietly with his head down at the moment, looking over, he is a standard quiet handsome man.

He is not as bad as the comments made by netizens, Wang Mo thought, so he looked at the post carefully and found that his information was not comprehensive.

In fact, every time he made me vomit blood, it seemed that he made up for it afterward. There is sincerity in the matter, not just talk.

So Wang Mo made a self-strategy again, restored a floor, and added two other attributes of Xun Ying: like a flower like a jade, rich as an enemy.

In this case, Xun Ying should not be scolded so badly, Wang Mo thought.

As a result, in the next second, he received a bunch of replies.

"Then you talk shit!"

"Then you talk shit!"

"Then you talk shit!"

"Then you talk shit!"

"Then you talk shit!"

"Then you talk shit!"