am i a devil

It's too late to say.

Just when Wang Mo felt a hint of worry, the skeleton with the perfect haunted cavity really started to smoke, the snow-white bones were faintly scorched, and the silk covering his body began to burn out. trace.

"Brother! Don't get excited, brother!"

Wang Mo finally uttered the rooster crow that the skeleton with the perfect haunted accent had been looking forward to. He jumped off the bed, rushed over with a pot of tea, and splashed it directly on the skeleton with the perfect haunted accent. On the skull's head.

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

The skeleton with a perfect haunted-house accent moved its neat little white teeth, spit out a few tea stalks with a mouthful of "Bah!", and confronted Wang Mo with his fleshless, white skeleton face. Made a loveless expression.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Brother, I didn't mean to pour water on you, but if I didn't pour water, you would burn and there would be no scum left. Isn't it the rhythm of self-service cremation." Wang Mo said very eloquently.

"Then forget it……"

The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent heard Wang Mo's words, so he paused his thunderous anger, nodded his own skeleton and said.

"By the way, brother, let me put my ugly words first. First, I have a wife. Second, I am Gong. Third, I am a man. To sum up, I have no way to have children." Wang Mojian had The skeleton with the perfect haunted house accent was not as furious as before, so he explained it to him in a reasonable manner.

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

"I... also... can't... give birth..." the skeleton with a perfect haunted house cavity thought for a while and said.

"Isn't that enough? Then why do you keep me here? Let me go." Wang Mo said with a sigh of relief, relaxed and happy.

"I... just... just... the... words... haven't... have... finished...."

The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent shook his head and said.

"I...just...mean...mean...that...said, I...mother...sent...you...to...my...here...in... ...Come, it's...for...for...for...life...for...with...your...life...for...for...for...my...for...life...for... .”

The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent finally finished speaking such a complete sentence, and let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Mo: "..."

"No, what about my vitality?!" After hearing the explanation of the skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent, Wang Mo croaked angrily.

"Then...I...just...don't...don't...then...well...too many...I...want...to...live...go...go!" Possesses a perfect haunted house accent The skeleton let out a very classic ghost cry, then stretched out a pair of white and withered hands, and rushed towards Wang Mo!

As soon as Wang Mo dodged, he avoided the attack of the skeleton with the perfect haunted house accent. After all, his younger brother also had the martial arts leader in the past. Wang Mo also learned some boxing skills from them, and wanted to avoid the attack of a skeleton. No problem.

However, this wedding room is only so big. Although they can hide past the first day of the junior high school, they may not be able to hide past the fifteenth day. Moreover, the other party is still a bone, so he won't feel tired. Unlike Wang Mo, who jumped up and down for a while Half an hour later, I felt so tired that the dog crawled and the rabbit panted.

"No, big brother, just wait for a while, I have something to say!" After running for a long time, Wang Mo, who was tired and panting, finally took the lead in hanging up the exemption card.

The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent was actually stopped by Wang Mo and stopped chasing him.

However, judging from the skeleton with the perfect haunted house cavity and the violent ups and downs, Wang Mo always felt that he seemed to be tired too, but it was not easy to show it because there was no relationship between flesh and blood.

Wang Mo: "..."

Probably it wasn't my personal charm that made him stop, it was very likely that Po'er got off the donkey and took a breath, Wang Mo thought to himself.

"Do you...have...what...something...to...speak?" The skeleton with the perfect haunted house accent really spoke intermittently. He looked a little panting, although Wang Mo couldn't explain where his breath came from.

"Brother, look, you sucked me dry, so according to the logic chain of your family, do I also feel that I was wronged for being sucked dry, maybe I will suck you up again?" Wang Mo threw out Make a nesting doll and see how the other party reacts.

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

"I... sucked... finished... you." The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent pointed to himself, and then to Wang Mo.

"You...suck...me again?" The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent pointed to Wang Mo, and then to himself.

"Yes, yes, when is the time for retribution, it will be very boring to continue like this." Wang Mo skillfully used the doll technique, flickering the skeleton with the perfect haunted house cavity.

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

"Then... you... say... how... how...?" the skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent asked Wang Mo.

He has asked me this, then the next thing will be very easy to handle, Wang Mo said ecstatically in his heart.

"Brother like this, I know how to install filters, do you want to install one for you?" Wang Mo said in a persuasive manner.

"What...what...is...filter..." said the skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent.

"It's the kind of thing that can make you look more beautiful." Wang Mo said, and he gave himself a ten-level beauty face with his bare hands, and appeared in front of the skeleton with a perfect haunted house cavity like the sun.

"Ah! My... eyes... eyes!" The skeleton with a perfect haunted house cavity stretched out its hands in pain to cover its eyes.

Wang Mo: "..."

Why does he have to use the perfect haunted house accent when he uses exclamations? Wang Mo thought to himself, shaking his head.

"Wake up, you have no eyes." Wang Mo said expressionlessly. "

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

"Ah! My... eyes... sockets!" The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent stubbornly added another sentence.

Wang Mo: "..."

Unexpectedly, this skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent is quite stubborn, Wang Mo thought.

Wang Mo then turned off his tenth level of beauty.

"Brother, my beauty has been enhanced just now, but the meaning is that it can make the image that originally appeared in front of everyone's eyes more beautiful." Wang Mo said.

"How about I prescribe such a beauty treatment for you, and the scope of application is a hundred miles around your home? In this case, you will be beautiful in the eyes of others..." Wang Mo suddenly felt What's wrong.

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

"You... why... why... don't... say... go..." the skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent asked Wang Mo expressionlessly.

"Those...such... words, after...after...I...in the...eyes...of...other...people..."

"It's...it's...a...very...beautiful...beautiful...skeleton...right...right?" The skeleton with a perfect haunted house cavity Said through gritted teeth.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Brother, that's not what I meant." Wang Mo explained to the skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent while searching his brains, trying hard to think about countermeasures.

"Ah! Got it! Can't I just give you a filter for the live P?" Wang Mo said with a sudden inspiration.

"A...a...filter? What...what...mean...meaning?" The skeleton with a perfect haunted house cavity stopped its imminent pounce and gave Wang Mo another chance , asked him.

"It's just... to design a filter for you, so that when others see you, they see what you want them to see." Wang Mo tried his best to talk to You Skeletons with perfect haunted accents explain.

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent was lost in thought, and seemed a little tempted.

"In this way, your life is no different from when you were still alive before, and you don't have to be sucked back by me who has turned into a skeleton, so I can leave happily. Isn't everyone happy?" Wang Mo tried his best to persuade the skeleton with the perfect haunted house accent by turning over and over with the style of agitation like a TV salesman.

The skeleton with the perfect haunted house accent seemed to be really moved by Wang Mo, and then thought for a while and said: "So tell me, what kind of filter should I have?"

"It depends on your hobbies, brother." Wang Mo said.

The skeleton with the perfect haunted house accent thought for a while, and then stared at Wang Mo's prosperous beauty with the beauty of Apollo.

Wang Mo: "???"

Wang Mo: "..."

"You have a good idea." Wang Mo said expressionlessly.