After being dismantled cp

The formerly clear Tai|Yang River has been polluted by sewage. People fishing by the river have turned to other places because of the pungent smell.

The carriage stopped, and an elegant couple got off.

The man was tall, with black hair pulled into a ponytail.The woman's white hair is hidden in layers of black veils.

They are all beautiful characters who are beautiful to the extreme. In this place where the air is turbid, the air is illuminated like light.

It was Xi Bai and Cang Qing, now Xi Bai is at the age that can make countless women blush and scream.The god is like a noble and glamorous young woman.

"The air here smells so bad." Cang Qing and Xi Bai have been to this place several times, and they have gotten used to playing women unconsciously.

I even like the complicated and beautiful long skirts of women a little bit.

Thinking hard.

Anyway, the noble god will not admit that he likes women's clothing a little bit.

Xi Bai tenderly handed over a wet handkerchief, which was stained with holy water, and Cang Qing covered her mouth and nose and suffered a lot.

Human pollution is really disgusting.

He raised his head proudly to look at Xi Bai, which meant that you were sensible.

Xi Bai pulled him forward, and a hospital shrouded in mist slowly emerged.

The steeple of this hospital is very high, with the words of the church on it.

Every day there are priests going in and out of this road, praying for the dead souls.

Jing and his party were waiting at the entrance of the hospital, and saw them greet each other from afar.

"Mr. Bai, Mrs. Bai." Because of the factory pollution, these ministers and Xi Bai are quite familiar.

Of course, Xi Bai didn't come as the Holy Son.

How to use the identity of the Holy Son to deceive the gods into women's clothing?

Cang Qing disdained to greet ordinary people, but fortunately Xi Bai had already said that she was shy and not talkative.No one was surprised.

"Is Mr. Justin also admitted to this hospital?" Jing asked the minister.

"Yes, he was worried that someone in his family would assassinate him. After all, there are too many people who hate him now. So he fled to the mission hospital and pretended to be an ordinary patient. Only I know about this." The minister said.

"Then let's go and see him." Jing nodded.

Rows of sickbeds in the hospital are full of lifeless people. Everyone's faces are full of depression and despair, and some people break down and cry at any time.

Sobs and sobs echoed in the hospital.They are all workers, and most of the wives at home rely on them to support them. This kind of illness is not only a farewell to themselves and life, but also means that their children will be helpless in the future and may even starve to death.

On the most inconspicuous hospital bed, a man covered in bandages was lying like a mummy.It was Justin, the owner of the textile mill.

He shuddered at the constant sound of cursing nearby.

When he was at home, he heard the servant plotting to kill him once, and he ran out of the manor in fright.

Since the workers' illnesses broke out in a row, he has become a mouse that everyone shouts and beats.The same goes for other factory owners, but he has the most workers, and he also chooses cheap and low-quality dyes in order to save money, so more workers get sick.

They all wanted Justin to go to hell immediately.

Now he is also sick, it must be because he is always standing in the factory to inspect.

God, make me well, he prayed silently.

I haven't finished my paintings with so much money I've transferred, and I haven't enjoyed it.Why do you want to die like a pig and a dog like those pariahs?

A nurse came and pushed his bed.

Justin's heart skipped a beat, "What's going on?" Did he get discovered?

"Someone is looking for you, sir," replied the nurse,

Justin almost escaped by jumping out of the window, but fortunately he saw the queen and the ministers waiting in the lounge.After the nurse left, he saluted with difficulty, "My Lady Queen." He is very uncomfortable now.

"It's like this." The queen took out a series of contracts for raising the chimney, using more advanced industrial chemicals, etc., and hoped that Justin would sign it.

After Justin took it, his face became more and more ugly, "No—it's impossible to sign!"

"Why?" Jing asked.

She was so majestic that Justin hesitated in an instant.

"In this way, I won't be able to earn any money, my lord queen. If there is no money to make, the factory will not continue to operate. Do you know how many days people will lose their jobs? Where will your taxes come from?" Justin said rationally.

But everyone knows this guy is a miser!miser!

"Other people wouldn't sign it, right?" Justin said.

Jing's face darkened slightly.Indeed, other factory owners also refused to sign the agreement.

She can send out the army, but these factories are uncontrolled and will only cause unemployment and riots.

It can only be improved and adjusted slowly, not overnight.

"I like his soul." Cang Qing leaned into Xi Bai's ear and said, "It's rotten and stinking with pustules of greed."

Xi Bai raised his eyebrows, "Shouldn't Lord God like a holy and beautiful soul like me?"

"Tsk," Cang Qing quickly pressed against his face and then separated, "I like you the most."

Xi Bai's soul is indeed the most beautiful.

His soul is colorless, neither holy white nor dark black.

Colorless, chaotic, fluctuating.A person's good and evil cannot define him, he walks outside the rules of people.

Xi Bai's lips curled up, and now he was sure of one thing.

Questions that have troubled him for a long time.

God, seems to prefer darkness over Bright Town.

Not because of god's bad taste or being neutral.

He just likes the dark.

When the group left the hospital, Jing said to Xi Bai, "Do you want to come to the palace? They got something new."

Before Xi Bai could speak, Cang Qing said first, "No, Bai is going home."

Xi Bai nodded, "Thank you Queen for your kindness, sorry."

"Okay." Jing said disappointedly.

She has now accepted the fact that her brother has a lover.

Although I don't know why the other party seems to dislike me.

Xi Bai took Cang Qing into the carriage.

Cang Qing immediately raised her eyebrows coldly, "Did you plan to agree just now?"

In recent years, Shengzi has become more and more disobedient and disobedient, and he is no longer that cute little girl who lay flat and let herself be molested.

"Jing is my younger sister." Xi Bai explained.

He can explain it clearly, but he just deliberately doesn't say it completely. How can he look jealous and narrow-minded after saying it completely?

"Sister, lovers are also called brother and sister. You are not allowed to call her sister, and you are not related by blood." Cang Qing made trouble out of no reason.

Anyway, he is a god, he has the final say.

The whole body of the Holy Son is his, and he should listen to everything he says.

"Then what do you want to do?" Boom!Xi Bai pressed Cang Qing on the template of the carriage and moved closer to the tip of the god's nose, "Does the god really want me to be called sister?"

"Huh? Sister?" Cang Qing's ears were numb from the sound of his laughter.

"My younger sister can't do it either." Cang Qing's throat was itchy, "My younger sister has been used by someone else."

He wants to be unique!

"Then—madam?" Xi Bai asked.

"It's too solemn." Cang Qing said.

"Then—wife?" Xi Bai asked.

"Too formulaic." Cang Qing said.

"Then—my dear?" Xi Bai asked patiently.

The white-haired god raised his head, "Just call it like this. From now on, I will call my dear to wake up every day, and my dear to sleep like this. It makes me feel comfortable and I will consider giving you more pampering."

Xi Bai smiled.

Cang Qing was dazzled by his smile, Shengzi used to blush when being teased, but now his skin seems to be getting thicker.

Not only did Xi Bai not blush, he even teased him, "How can I make you feel comfortable?"

Cang Qing narrowed her eyes and reached out her hand.

"Use your place."

At first he thought he was on top, but after being shyly and timidly fucked by the Holy Son once sober, the pleasure-loving god lay flat.

He is a god, there is no reason for him to serve Xi Bai, it should be Xi Bai who serves him.

Moreover, although the gods don't want to admit it, Xi Bai's skills seem to be much better than him.

"But this seems to be in a carriage—" Xi Bai felt a little embarrassed.

Originally, Cang Qing didn't plan to be in the carriage, but when she saw the embarrassed look on Xi Bai's face, God wanted to embarrass the Son of God with evil intentions.

"It's right here." God simply lifted up the skirt.The action can be called heroic.

Seeing that Xi Bai didn't move, he raised his eyebrows, hooked his legs around Xi Bai's waist, and wrapped his arms around Xi Bai's neck to pull him closer.

"What kind of saint are you pretending to be? I think you can't do it." Cang Qing laughed at him, "I let you fuck me here, are you afraid or you can't?"

Xi Bai's ears were reddish, he pressed the reckless god on the wooden board in silence, and kissed him.

The two kissed very passionately.

Cang Qing raised her head, her long white hair slid down her shoulders and stuck to her wet face.He grabbed Xi Bai's shoulder, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

Xi Bai leaned closer, and whispered in his ear with an ambiguous tone like licking: "You are awesome, baby."

Cang Qing's thoughts flew out in a daze, and she still asked the Son to call me baby.

He thought a little shamelessly, as soon as he called baby, I'd die.

When the two returned to the Holy See, the god hung on Xi Bai's back and asked him to carry him on his back.

Fortunately, the gods are invisible to ordinary people, otherwise the nuns and knights who come and go will just see a god rolling around on the back of the Son of God.

From time to time, he harassed Xi Bai by pulling his hair, or covering his eyes.

They saw that their faith was shattered.

Xi Bai struggled to move the god back to the temple, but before he could put him down, Cang Qing rushed forward and threw him to the ground.

A god in a long black dress was riding on his abdomen, and the skirt was messy and stained with some strange liquid.A large white chest was exposed.

Cang Qing took a little liquid from her body and put it on her lips to lick it.

Xi Bai looked at him with calm black eyes.

Cang Qing smiled triumphantly, "You're sick again. Go on—"

With such a prodigal appearance, where is God?It's just a pervert who can't get enough.

At night, the fat dense forest of the mission hospital.

A few shaved old crows quacked, vaguely.The brighter sky is covered by pollution and blurred.

A dark figure slipped past the patrolling guards.

click.He twisted off the head of a patient on a bunk.Then there was a creepy creaking sound.

He lay down on the corpse, cut off the abdomen of the corpse, cut off the head of the deceased, stuffed it into the stomach and sewed it up.

Then he flipped out of the window lightly.

Everything is easy, fast and silent.

"Quack!" The old crow outside the window screamed louder, shrill and evil.

The crow's eye is blood red at night.

In the early morning of the next day, the news that several big factory owners had been killed spread all over the streets and alleys of Taiyangwang City.

Even faintly spread outward.

"It's the sewing worker! He appeared again!" Sitting at the table, Allen held the newspaper.

As a law student he certainly knew about the sewing worker, a serial killer who never stopped committing crimes and is still active today.

It has become a horror legend integrated with the night of the Sun King City.

But never once did he kill so many people in a row.

"Eat." Al took a sip of milk, and cut meat and bread with a fork.His movements are indescribably beautiful.

Maybe it's because of the surgeon's occupational disease.

Bread and slices of meat are cut into equal sized cubes.

Stack them, butter them, and chew them in your mouth.