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"..."

Seeing the figure in Boss Ying's eyes, Song Yangle understood the reason why the milk tea girl next door dodged her eyes just now: they were really hot eyes.

Even in the previous physical conflict, the base of the ear that remained calm was uncontrollably stained red... The human youth with red ears suddenly turned his head, pulled off the handkerchief steadily on the surface, wiped the blood under his nose, and took a series of pictures. A more conspicuous piece of dust on the hoodie turned around and stood up straight, with a nasal voice:

"Well... welcome back, good morning."

"Good morning." Boss Ying looked him up and down, responded calmly, and glanced around - the eyes cast around him instantly moved away, and Taifeng consciously started to help Taotie move the ingredients, On the sidewalk of Shanhai Street, there was only one person and one dragon standing opposite each other.

The four eyes are facing each other, there is just a little...

"Cough..." Song Yangle, whose ears were so red hot, turned his head away, avoiding the embarrassing shadow wrapped in the bright light in the other party's dark eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and pretended to look at Taotie and the others calmly: "Well, I'll help move it too. point……"

——The last word fell lightly in the air, and the footsteps that were neither fast nor slow settled down with the voice. The humanoid creature walked over unhurriedly, and the human youth was caged in front of the tall shadow of the other party.

"...!" The heart in the chest beat violently, Song Yangle tried to calm down, took a small half step back calmly, took a breath, then turned his head, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the other party : "...what's the matter?"

I'm super stable.Facing the light like a morning star in the dark eyes that was close at hand, he thought calmly with his messy brain; in order not to show a guilty conscience, his eyes did not evade or hide.

The black|color|eyes raised by the young man had a bit of sunshine on them, and they were bright and dazzling--aware of this, in an instant, the rhythm of the throbbing sound coming from the other side's chest suddenly became more contagious. |Sex, the same position of the humanoid body moved a bit.

Feeling the pulsation connected with his palm, Ying Long, who was about to speak, paused.

Seeing the non-human in front of him not talking, Song Yangle, who thought he was gradually calming down, was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"..." The humanoid creature on the opposite side withdrew its gaze from him, and lowered its head to look at the other party's... outstretched hand?

"?"

Song Yangle was even more confused, and then he found that Boss Ying spent almost a full second looking at his palm, and a second later...

Boss Ying put away his palms, raised his head, and glanced at him thoughtfully; then he turned around and walked into the shop, the laziness in his voice remained unchanged:

"Follow me upstairs."

"...Ah?" What are you going to do again?

……

5 minutes later, on the second floor of Shanhai Hotel.

Song Yangle's doubts about "what kind of moth the boss is going to do again" turned into a little for himself after the boss directed him to find a box of medical cotton and a bottle of blue|color|color medicine from the cabinet in the upstairs hall. Ashamed of people's hearts.

In fact, he picked up a piece of cotton, looked at a certain dragon who was lying on the opposite sofa and drank water from a ceramic cup, and thought: Boss Ying is really good if money is not involved...

"Why don't you do it?" Before he finished thinking, Boss Ying, who took a sip of water, caught his gaze and lazily looked over: "Or because you don't have a mirror, you can't see how ugly you are now?"

……Ah.When I said nothing.

He dipped some blue potion in the cotton with a blank face, and directly hit his face——

"Hiss..." The excessive potency in the potion for human beings instantly brought a huge pain to the skin|flesh. Song Yangle gasped, feeling that the side of his face that had touched the potion was temporarily shielded by the brain due to the strong pain His nerves became numb; he grinned and asked vaguely with one side of his face numb: "Is this (not) human medicine?"

"No, the new spiritual power potion released by the Three Realms Medicine Bureau." Ying Long looked at him: "You know?"

"Hiss... well, most (part) of the human body feels similar to this type of wound medicine." After a short period of numbness and a little itching, Song Yangle saw the recovered piece of skin reflected on the coffee table , dipped in the potion: "Stim|stimulation|sex| is not so strong, and the effect will not be so fast."

"Have you used this drug a lot?"

The cotton wool covered the wound: "It's normal."

"When?"

"A lot?" The cotton wool wiped the bruises on the cheekbones, and grinned in pain. Song Yangle, who had half of his face numb again, stared at the coffee table, not paying much attention: "When I was young, it was inevitable to be beaten." Although He had to fall dozens or hundreds of times more than others.

Ying Long didn't speak any more.

When Song Yangle's face recovered, he saw candies of different colors appeared between the cotton and the medicine on the tea table at some point.

Like scattered stars.

"..."

Sensing his gaze, Boss Ying pushed the empty pottery cup over as a matter of course: "Today's gift."

Song Yangle's black face: "...You are simply exchanging."

Ying Long was noncommittal.

"Humph."

The ears of the human youth in the hoodie and jeans turned red again, he packed up the medical supplies with no expression on his face, took the sugar and water cup, and went downstairs.

……

After the humans left, the entire second floor returned to silence. Ying Long leaned back on the sofa, folded his hands, and closed his eyes.

soon.

"Di, di." The notification sound of the computer in the personal room sounded.

——The closed eyes did not move, the figure on the sofa turned into light silver mist and flew into the room, reappeared as a human figure in front of the computer desk, and sat down on the computer chair.

The mouse was moved by an invisible force, and a handsome humanoid young man in the darkness jumped out of the screen. When he saw the "person" on the computer chair, his peach blossom eyes twitched, and his tone was surprised:

"Huh? Big Daddy, why did you go back upstairs again today? Don't you want to develop a relationship with my Second Daddy?"

Ying Long raised his head, indifferently: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, get out if you have nothing to say."

Xuan Wei complained: "You are too heartless, you treat your son like this every time."

"roll."

"Wow, you are particularly impatient today..." Xuan Wei was a little surprised, but then he asked with great interest, "What happened?"

"..."

"It's not funny either. Alas, forget it." Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Xuanwei came to this boring conclusion, so he had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to make jokes, and reluctantly went straight to the point: "Okay, it's the old man. The zombie asked me to tell you that it's time for 'Xuanmu' to 'mature'. Do you have any news from that side?"

"No, they hid well, this time there was no response from the drum side." Ying Long opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, and stated calmly in a low voice: "So far, only 'Xuanmu' is left."

Xuan Wei raised his eyebrows: "This is not good news."

"Yeah." Ying Long didn't deny it.

"But it's not too bad. After all, no news is good news." Xuan Wei shrugged: "Anyway, 'Xuan Mu' is on our side, and they can't get past them in the end... Wait."

Ying Long glanced over.

Xuanwei leaned back on the seat, folded his arms and frowned in thought: "So busy...why do I feel like I'm living like a villain?"

"Are you finally ready to be thrown into the Special Counseling Unit?"

"...It seems that you are really in a bad mood today." Xuanwei finished his evaluation, but he didn't continue to die. Instead, he thought for a while and asked, "By the way, how is my second father recently? Is there any change?"

The question he asked was just casual and had no special meaning, but to his surprise, the eyeballs of Ying Long who was opposite him moved.

The eyes with dark and bright pupils moved downwards, the "person" on the computer chair half-lidded his eyelids, and his long eyelashes cast a subtle shadow under his eyes, and his voice was so faint that others could not see or hear his thoughts: "You behave point."

"..." The smile on Xuanwei's face stopped.

As if he didn't see his pause, Ying Long folded his hands, his words were flat and without room: "There is no 'abnormality'. I also told Shebi and the others to take good care of 'Xuanmu' and don't try to get ideas from him. "

"...Well," Xuan Wei raised his eyebrows, folded his arms, interested: "You didn't say that before—'Even if he is a human, he is not an ordinary human.' Isn't it?"

The "person" sitting on the chair glanced at him, lazily and slowly turned his gaze away, and looked at the closed door:

"Even so, he is still human."

"Humans are far more sensitive to pain than we are."

"He is a..." There was a knock on the door, and the light in the dark eyes of the gods in the video reflected the outline of a human figure behind the door, and then turned back to look at him, eyes shifting, mixed with voices that are usually indifferent due to divinity|sex| There was an inexplicable meaning: "Human beings."

——An independent "person" who is no longer the same as the "God" in the past and feels great pain.

Xuan Wei was startled.

The "person" on the chair didn't care about him. After finishing his words, he got up and left in front of the computer without any haste; as usual.

finally.

The video cuts off, and the underworld is like endless darkness. Xuanwei, who was sitting on the head of the underworld management department, inexplicably remembered those thin papers——the part of "human beings" in the description of the name "Song Yangle" It is always very limited. Compared with two or three "non-human" events, most of them are mentioned in one stroke without detailed description; All understanding of this creature, as for "pain"...

"'Humanity' and 'pain'..."

He thought knowingly without comprehension:

It turns out that such a short-lived species has a more acute "pain sense" than "gods"?

but……

He thought curiously: What is "pain perception"?

***

Because they are born weak, in order to deal with danger, these weak beings have developed a more sensitive perception in some aspects, including pain, kindness and malice, than powerful beings—human beings.

But most of the time, just like an ordinary ant can't beat humans no matter what, these perceptions are actually useless to creatures that are more than a hundred times stronger than humans.

Therefore, even though he has a little interest in the proposition of "diversity of human beings", Ao Ye doesn't feel superfluous in the face of human beings who have fallen into madness and become hysterical due to the influence of the retrospective illusion.

In Room 1001, [-]th Floor, Building B, a high-end community in City A, I confirmed that I could no longer get more clues from here, looking at the faint, longing that was struggling in the negative storm of dark eyes that would be smashed at any time In the light of the light, the ordinary-looking man stood up.

"Goodbye."

Ao Ye smiled at the only gleam in the dark eyes, and then turned around unhurriedly: as if she didn't see the scar on the other party's pale neck, the mess in the room and other things. Just like the depression in memory, he forgot that light behind his back, and let it vanish in the chaotic darkness without a care.

He politely bid farewell to the gorgeous woman who came back with a designer bag, kept his promise and handed over a large amount of human currency, and smiled and politely declined the other party's enthusiasm for keeping him for "dinner". Invited, left the building—

Although the general process of the incident is understood through the memories of the human beings lying on the bed | unable to move, but in view of the disorder of many key factors in the face-time incident, the specific ability and source of the "monster" is still not really determined.

and also……

He stood downstairs, remembering the last time he met, the other party's superficial behaviors tended to be "normal human beings", and smiled lowly: "It's really getting more and more interesting."

Knowing that I have an extraordinary ability, and I have clearly benefited from this ability... Then what is the reason why I have always avoided using it?

Thinking of the "experiment" from the memory of "Black Eyes" and the flashing past of the previous number crossed out after the parent column on the roster, he had a premonition...

"Soon," he raised the corner of his mouth, "this time."

***

at the same time.

"—This time, it can only succeed."

In the huge and exquisite villa, a thin and slender figure in a dark green suit faces the window, with his back to the room, lowers his head and smells the fragrance of fresh roses, and carelessly crushes the branches of red roses with his fingers. The little thorn: "I don't have much time, my father can tolerate my failure once, and won't tolerate the second time... And I don't want to fail again."

"Young master, please rest assured." The person next to him bowed his head respectfully: "I have already put the complete information in your study, and it will be absolutely safe this time."

"That's the best."

The two hadn't finished talking when the doorbell rang.

The person next to him turned on the pocket watch-shaped instrument, and when he saw the face on the monitor, he looked up with joy and said, "Master, he is here."

"Okay, open the door."

The person next to him took the lead and pressed the button.

Roses are laid across the windowsill; the door is open.

Skimming the burrs on his fingers, turning around slowly, Liu Haojun faced the tall figure coming from the backlight at the gate, raised his chin, and smiled amiably without losing distance:

"welcome……"

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