The Ultimate Theory of Snake Syndrome

But... the baby will not let her go easily, she will die anyway, so it's better to be righteous and awe-inspiring to preserve her reputation.

She took the knife and put on a fearless expression on her face, "I can die, but promise me - don't let the sexy kitten go."

There was a cold smile on the baby's face, "Don't worry, even if you don't tell me, I will kill her! This bitch, dare to bully me, she will break up all the lovers around her if she doesn't see her lover!"

"Can't she see lovers?"

Uncle Qi was a little surprised, and finally understood why Sima had to be sent, and why he had always opposed her to transfer A Tiao back. So it was so, so it was!

She laughed sternly, she didn't expect that she boasted that she was so talented, she had both EQ and IQ, but in the end she fell into the hands of a snake spirit who can't see a lover!

Seventh Uncle wiped his neck with a knife, and before he died, he grabbed the baby's hand with wide eyes and repeatedly asked: "Don't let her go!"

Baby's hand gently covered Uncle Qi's eyes, and closed her eyelids. Even though she knew she couldn't hear, she still made a solemn promise to her.

"Don't worry, I will never let her go!"

The story is divided into two parts, a tragic tragedy just happened on Wawa's side, while Dean Panda's side is full of wind and snow, and Qian Se, holding the rain and carrying the clouds, are tossing up and down very hotly.

At this time in the lunatic asylum, the dormitory of the president of the panda was filled with obscene fragrance, just after the cloud and rain, the panda's stomach kept screaming.

She pushed Qian Se who was drowsy next to her, "I've consumed too much, I'm hungry, I want to eat the roast chicken at the end of the street, go and buy it for me."

"Well, okay, let me squint for a while..."

Qian Se said in a daze.

"I'm starving to death. If you don't go, I'll go by myself."

After the panda took the clothes and made a gesture to put them on, Qian Se pressed her hand and yawned, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, I can't go."

At this moment, Dean Panda's cell phone vibrated crazily, and the ringtone inside was a song that was so coquettish more than ten years ago.

You are my rose, you are my flower, you are my love, you are my concern...

Then the bell kept repeating the lyrics.

The shallow drowsiness was shaken away by this song.

Panda Yard looked at the caller—the sexy kitten, and his face suddenly sank.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

☆、I don't know what kind of disease (24)

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (24)

The sexy kitty here has already received the news of Sima's death and Uncle Qi's suicide. She blocked the news immediately. Such important news must not be let the panda know so quickly.

She said that as long as Sima does a good job, Madman Plan A can be completed ahead of schedule.

Sure enough, Sima did not disappoint her.

The sexy kitty was so proud that she almost lost her shape, and couldn't wait to call Dean Panda. She couldn't wait to hear the loser's voice.

But when she got on the phone, she frowned. Through the phone, she heard that there seemed to be another person beside Dean Panda. How about a two-person world..."

Dean Panda actually said without hesitation: "Put on your clothes first, I want to eat the roast chicken at the end of the street."

The sexy kitty's heart suddenly felt like a cat scratching, feeling uncomfortable.I didn't expect the Panda Dean, who is usually serious and always puts on an old-fashioned attitude, to be so coquettish, and there is actually a person sleeping next to him!The world is so big, why are there so many lovers?You can even meet couples on the phone!

"How is Dean Xiong's insane asylum doing recently? Is it thriving?"

"Well, let me borrow your good words."

The sexy kitty smiled slightly, "So you don't want to consider Madman's plan A for the time being?"

"Hey, you young people are always so hasty in doing things, be patient, and don't send undercover agents to the hospital anymore, these are peaceful times."

Dean Panda's voice is always calm and calm.

The sexy kitty's voice was still warm like a spring river, slowly flowing: "Dean Xiong, don't worry, you will really relax in the future."

Dean Panda suddenly fell silent on the other side. At this time, the annoying female voice, the panda's lover, began to act coquettishly again: "Dean, hurry up and give me a hug...she is going out to buy roast chicken."

The sexy kitty's breath was stagnant, and his left hand couldn't help picking up the pen on the table and began to poke his thigh. The pain hit, and the sexy kitten couldn't help but groaned. His expression was finally relieved, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. The feeling finally eased a little.

Dean Panda heard it clearly from the other end, and sighed, "Sexy kitty, I say you are sick, you need to be cured, don't always hurt yourself when you see couples you can't break up, you come to Midnight Madhouse If you are hospitalized, I promise not to charge you any fees."

The sexy kitten snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

Here, Qian Se put her hands around the neck of Dean Panda, rubbed her arms, and asked, "Who is calling?"

"A snake spirit."

"Is she going to be hospitalized?"

"No, she firmly believes that she is not sick."

Qian Se yawned, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and casually picked up the conversation and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"She can't see lovers."

"Then what happens when she meets a couple?"

"I will try my best to break them up."

"Pfft...that's really perverted."

Dean Panda gently stroked his light hair, and said lightly: "What kind of pervert is this? If she can't take it apart, she will kill herself. That's perverted."

After she finished speaking, she was silent for a while, thinking of the conversation between Sexy Kitten and herself just now, she always felt that there was something in her words. Sexy Kitten is best at hiding a knife in a smile, so insidious that people can't think of it. When dealing with her, you always have to Have a few more minds.

"Qianse, I suddenly want to eat that grilled fish in the west of the city, you can buy it all the way." Dean Panda said.

"Huh? How could you come back within two hours after running west of the city?"

The five big and three rough Qian Se put on an aggrieved look, which seemed particularly out of harmony.

Dean Panda looked a little awkward, so he turned his back and deliberately didn't look at her, and said lightly: "If you don't go, I will go."

After saying that, she made gestures to get her coat, Qian Se hurriedly grabbed her, "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!"

Panda loves this trick to retreat and advance, and Qian Se always gets the trick, tried and tested.

After Qian Se left, Dean Panda put on his clothes in silence, then sat at the desk and began to think.

Although one undercover Qingmei was solved last time, she always felt that there were other undercover agents lurking in it.

After thinking about it for a while, she still had no idea. She also felt a little bored. Qian Se didn't know how long it would take to come back. Panda sighed, took out a CD from the cabinet and put it into the computer to watch.

Recently, there has been no death in the hospital for a long time, and Susu has not updated the video.

Zhuzi's hideous face appeared on the screen. She held Qingmei's left hand and gnawed along the cut, and after a while she smiled foolishly at the screen, her white teeth were bloodshot, and her chin was still dripping with blood.

Every time she sees the panda, she will feel creepy. Although she knows that Zhuzi is actually smiling at Susu to please Susu, or expecting Susu's favor, but she just feels awkward when she looks at it.

Although bamboo is a failed experiment, but this person is really easy to use, and he is really good at destroying corpses and leaving scapegoats.

The decision to hand over the key to Susu was really wonderful, she just sat on it and closed her eyes, and they would always be there in front of them if anything happened, the snake spirit is sick... It is reasonable, not legal.

In this world, who dares to say that he is normal?

She watched the video with relish, took out a chainsaw from a paper box under the table, pulled the valve, and the chainsaw rang loudly. She still remembered the texture of the chainsaw's crushed bones and the stimulation of the green plum's blood. The scalding temperature, the fishy texture, and the smell of blood all fascinated her.

Touching the chainsaw, he tried his best to suppress the urge for blood in his heart.

For a bloodthirsty pervert, the best thing in the world is blood.

"Old man, haven't you drank blood for a long time?"

The panda carefully put the chainsaw into the box, stroked it back and forth, as if the chainsaw was really her friend, and reluctantly closed the lid after talking to itself.

When I raised my head, I saw the doll standing in front of me silently like a ghost, and I was shocked by the suddenness.

"Baby? How did you get in?" Dean Panda was a little puzzled.

"Hmph, thanks to Qianse, she didn't close the door when she went out just now."

Dean Panda had the urge to raise his hand to his forehead, Qian Se, that idiot, actually forgot to close the door.She glanced at the doll out of the corner of her eye, and instinctively told her that this person came with bad intentions.

But she still invited the doll to sit down and drink coffee very gracefully, but the doll just looked at her coldly and ignored her.

"Don't you like coffee?"

Dean Panda sat down and tried to ease the atmosphere, "I don't have any money, I can't afford you."

Wa Wa snorted coldly, "I didn't come to accompany you to talk nonsense. You are sick, but you count on me. If you only do it to me, it's fine, but you count on Sima. Now that Sima is dead, you should give it to me." I'll tell you."

Dean Panda was confused, "What are you talking about? I plotted against you? Sima is dead?"

"Hmph! Pretend to me!" The doll's beautiful face was filled with murderous intent.

Dean Panda became vigilant, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Do I have to make it so clear? I just said it on the phone last time. Are you pretending to me now? Are you interested? Sexy kitten!"

The doll stood up and followed the sight of the panda's dean - a cardboard box under the table, no matter what was in the cardboard box, it would not be a good thing anyway.

"Sexy kitty?" Dean Panda raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized, "Oh, so you are an undercover agent sent by sexy kitten. I thought there was only Qingmei, but unfortunately, you misidentified me. I'm not sexy." kitten."

Dean Panda clapped his hands, and said leisurely: "It's really hard to find anywhere, and it doesn't take much effort to get here."

"I was worried about how to get rid of the minions of the sexy kitten, but I didn't expect you to come."

She spoke to herself, not caring about the surprised expression on the doll's face.

"I'm really surprised. To be honest, I never thought that Sexy Kitten had only placed an undercover agent by my side. There must be other people besides the dead Qing Mei. Recently, I suspected Sima. I didn't expect you to be so impatient. jumped out."

"Wait." Doll interrupted her, "Aren't you a sexy kitten?"

"Does it matter?" Dean Panda slowly took out the chainsaw from the box, and put on a cruel smile on the always dignified face.

"Old man, today you are lucky, the baby's blood must be delicious."

Dean Panda slowly approached the doll.

"Now that I know you're an undercover agent, I won't let you go. If you spit out the sexy kitten, you can't let me go."

With a pull on the valve, the chainsaw buzzed and turned.

"Today is either you die or I live."

As soon as the words fell, Dean Panda held up the chainsaw and slashed at the doll. The doll was already prepared in her heart and easily dodged it.

The Panda Dean is a bit bloated and not agile enough to move, and the doll has undergone special training. Even if the Panda Dean is holding a terrifying chainsaw, he still can't gain the upper hand. After a few rounds, the doll kicked his elbow. Time did not hold the chainsaw, it was snatched by the doll.

The doll is very skilled, just grabbed the chainsaw with the front hand, and the chain saw was already placed across the neck of the panda dean with the back hand.

Dean Panda laughed twice, "Hehe." Then he slowly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

During the fight, the doll was also injured, blood trickled down from the arm, and the blood-soaked sleeve was tightly attached to the doll's arm. The panda turned to look at the doll, and saw the doll's expression was cold, even if it was injured. His face remained unchanged.

The panda looked at the doll's bloody arm again, she could almost feel the warmth of the blood, couldn't help but licked her lips and said, "I didn't expect you to be an iron-blooded woman, why didn't I discover your charm before."

She likes Qianse because Qianse can beat people to blood. I don't know why, she especially likes watching Qianse beat Sima, especially when he beats Sima all over the place. It is because of this that she accepts Qianse. sour.

☆、I don't know what kind of disease (25)

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (25)

At this time, Dean Panda looked at the sticky arms of the doll and felt extremely in love. He couldn't help but licked his lips and said, "Can I lick your blood?"

The doll frowned, and the chainsaw approached her neck two more points, "Stop playing tricks on me!"

"I don't play tricks, I just really like blood."

"Snake spirit disease, be honest with me!"

"Hehe, are there any normal people in the midnight madhouse?"

"I don't want to talk to you, go to hell!"

Dean Panda could almost feel Sen Han coming from the blade, "Wait!"

She interrupted the baby, "Anyway, I'm going to die today, at least let me write a suicide note, otherwise I don't know how sad I will be when I come back."

The baby was silent for a while, and sighed: "I didn't expect you to be affectionate and interested, go and write quickly, and don't play tricks on me."

Dean Panda threw himself on the table and picked up a pen holder, "Hey, you are pressing me down like this, how can I write?"

The Panda Dean began to write after feeling the relaxation behind him. Halfway through the writing, he felt the person behind him relax a little, then suddenly pulled out the barrel of the pen to reveal a section of needle and stabbed at the doll's arm.

The doll instinctively retracted her hand, but the Panda Dean couldn't hold back for a while, and the needle actually stuck in her body.

At this time, the doll threw the chainsaw away, grabbed the panda's wrist with one hand, and pulled out the pen tube with the other. Unexpectedly, there was a needle tube hidden under the pen tube, and she was very familiar with the color of the liquid in the needle tube.

"So you killed Ome?"

"Hmph, you still want to kill me in this way!"

The baby was so angry that she didn't want to tangle with her any more, so when she pressed her finger, she actually pushed the whole tube of medicine into it.

Dean Panda's face turned pale, and he fell limply to the ground like a discouraged ball.

"Baby, I can't live anyway, can you do me a favor in the end?"

"If you're going to die, what kind of tricks do you want to play?" The baby was very disdainful.

Dean Panda shifted his gaze to the chainsaw, "My old buddy, I haven't drank blood for a long time. I want to feel the refreshing taste of blood spraying again before I die. Can you dismember me while I'm still conscious?"

"Hmph, it's really perverted, but unfortunately I'm not interested in this, but I can help you call Zhuzi to help you with this."

"bamboo?"

Dean Panda showed a funny smile on her face. Bamboo was the failed product of her experiment. Since then, she has been using her to deal with other failed products or the minions of sexy kittens. She never thought that one day she would be disposed of by this failed product.

It's ironic.

The baby called Susu and told Susu to bring the bamboo to the dormitory of the panda dean.

Dean Panda began to ache all over her body, and her consciousness gradually became blurred. She watched the back of the doll gradually go away and suddenly shouted with all her strength: "Will you go back to the madhouse?"

The baby turned her head, looked at her indifferently for a long time before saying: "Go back, of course I have to go back, if I don't go back, how can I find a sexy kitten?"

"Hahaha." Dean Panda laughed with satisfaction, "Don't let her go, don't let her go!"

In the end, Dean Panda looked at the ceiling, her eyelids were heavy and slowly closed, and her last consciousness stayed in anticipation of the arrival of the bamboo.

"I really hope the bamboo will come soon."

Dean Panda couldn't believe it until he died. The person he was most looking forward to when he was dying turned out to be his failed product, Zhuzi.

I hope that I can be dismembered by bamboo before I lose consciousness. I really want to feel the boiling and sticky feeling of fresh blood again.

The next day's news headlines were that due to poor management of the Midnight Asylum, the patients lost control. An extremely dangerous patient escaped from the hospital and killed an innocent citizen; The room dismembered the dean's body and ate his body. This horrific scene was just encountered by the assistant. The assistant was so frightened that he became insane on the spot and beat the patient who ate the body until he was seriously injured. He died when he was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

At present, the police are still searching for the escaped patients, and the mentally disturbed assistant has been living in the midnight lunatic asylum for isolation and treatment.

The board of directors of the Midnight Asylum held an emergency meeting that night to temporarily change the shareholders, and a new director will soon be in charge of the overall situation.I hope that all citizens must travel carefully and pay attention to life safety before the patient is hunted back.

After attending the funerals of Sima and Uncle Qi, Wa Wa took the initiative to return to the Midnight Madhouse.

The police and the media were shocked.

Just as the reporters were scrambling to interview the medical staff to obtain first-hand information about the horror, Wawa was escorted back to the room by several powerful assistants. Susu suddenly stopped her when she passed by Susu and asked, "Sister Wa, what can I do?" I thought you would never come back, what is there to miss in this kind of place?"

The doll looked at her and pulled the corners of her mouth reluctantly, trying several times but couldn't squeeze out the charming smile before.

She didn't answer Susu, but asked instead: "What about you? Why do you stay here all the time? Is there anything here that you should miss?"

Susu looked at the door of Zhuzhu's room from afar, and said softly: "Here is buried a person who loves me the most..." She looked up at the other door, and there was a red sign on it with the word "沉瑟" written on it. .

"Now I stay here only for the person who can appreciate my paintings."

She sighed calmly and continued: "It's hard to buy a confidant with a thousand dollars. In ancient times, there was Boya's broken piano. Now I stay here to accompany her for the rest of my life, so what?"

Wa Wa looked at the word Qian Se, then at Su Su, with envy in her eyes.

"That's right, whether it's heaven or hell, at least you can still meet..." Doll sighed.

At this moment, the voices of the people suddenly boiled up, and the new dean came between the voices, the new dean came!

The baby followed the sound and saw a well-dressed woman walking out surrounded by the crowd. What impressed her most was that the woman was wearing a pair of thick glasses.

This woman looked familiar.

"Dean Mi, is it because the hospital's security system is not perfect enough that patients can easily escape?"

The new dean ignored the reporter, and walked out of the crowd holding the dean's airs.

When she got closer, the baby clearly looked at the name tag on her chest that read: Mi X Mi.

This person is actually the woman I met at the door of Uncle Qi's office!

"Dean Mi, can I spare you two minutes?"

The reporter refused to let go, and Dean Mi smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, can I have a private chat with my patient."

Then Baby and the newly appointed Dean Mi entered the ward alone.

"who are you?"

She smiled, but instead of answering the question, Gu Zuo said, "Sima Lian, the white lotus flower, asked me to bring you a message."

"Sima?" Wawa froze for a moment.

"Sima has been looking for 999 all year. When she accepted the task of undercover No. 3, she asked me to help her find 999, and then asked me to say sorry to 999 for her."

"Sorry? Sorry for what?"

Nuomi didn't hide anything, "I'm sorry she forgot you."

Baby's face turned pale, and then she suddenly laughed, "So what if you forget? So what if you remember? Whether it's 999 or me, she missed her most before she died!"

"Oh, you're really open to seeing."

Nuomi pushed her glasses, and said, "One more thing, she said thank you."

"Thank me for what? She obviously forgot 999, what else is there to thank?" A wry smile floated on the doll's lips.

"Thank you for saving her during the bomb disposal operation."

The baby shook her head and smiled wryly. 233 is indeed the most affectionate person. Before she dies, she has to arrange all kinds of things properly. This is indeed very similar to her style.

"The dead are gone, what's the point of saying this now?"

Wawa raised her head and looked directly at Nuomi, "I just want to know who you are? Why did you appear here at this time?"

"Have you forgotten what I told you?" Nuomi smiled meaningfully, "I said don't underestimate Sima, as long as she does a good job, Madman Project A will be over."

"You are..." The baby gasped for breath and couldn't believe her ears.

"Now Madman Project A has come to a perfect conclusion, and the country has fully taken over the Midnight Madhouse." Nuomi laughed, looking at the shocked doll, proudly, "Not only that, but those unsightly couples are almost dead."

"So you are—" the baby pointed at her, gnashing her teeth angrily.

"That's right!" Nuomi looked at the doll and said word by word, "I am, sexy, sexy, small, cat! Hahaha, didn't expect that?"

"You are a sexy kitten..." Wawa was stunned for a while, then suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Nuomi, "I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

Nuomi turned sideways to avoid the doll's attack, and slapped her palms twice, and a few assistants rushed in and began to deal with the doll.

"Dean Mi, what happened?"

The reporters swarmed over again, looking into the room with their heads poking around.

I saw several assistants tied a petite woman to the bed and prepared to inject a sedative.

The woman on the bed kept struggling, her red eyes stared fiercely at Nuomi, and vicious words flowed out from her lips.

"You insidious and despicable villain, you will die! Let me go, if you have the guts, fight me one-on-one, I promise to kill you!"

"You bastard, one day I will definitely kill you!"

The reporter was still watching curiously, and the door of the ward was closed together with that vicious curse.

"Dean Mi, is she the one who escaped from the madhouse? I heard that she came back by herself."

"Yes." Nuomi nodded, "You have also seen that this woman is extremely dangerous."

"What disease does this woman have?"

"Schizophrenia aggravates severe paranoia, and the attack power is extremely high." Nuomi responded lightly.

"My God, such a dangerous person must be taken care of. She must not be allowed to escape from the madhouse and endanger the society. I suggest you isolate her and keep her under close surveillance."

Nuomi pushed his glasses, and made a solemn promise: "Please rest assured, such a dangerous patient will never step out of the madhouse again."

At this time, the medical staff had already walked out of the doll's room, and Nuomi took the opportunity to glance sideways at the doll who was lying on the bed struggling wildly through the crack of the door.

"I will put a red door plate on her, and send someone to guard her closely. The Midnight Madhouse will be her final destination. As long as I am alive, she will never take another half step in this life!"

--Finish--

☆, delusional schizophrenia

Linglong painter

Note: This article is an overhead history, any similarity is purely coincidental.

Painted skin, painted bones, difficult to paint the heart.

It is easy to figure out what a person looks like, but it is the most difficult to guess what a person is thinking.Of course, the more difficult it is, the more fascinating it is.Yu Xingyao remembered clearly every word that Master said.

"A painter must have an exquisite heart, and a painter must have exquisite hands, so that a painter can become a painter."

The afterglow of autumn fell on Yu Xingyao's lavender robe, rendering layers of brilliance.She stares into the distance as if she is alone in the world, her face is like a sculpture.Everything around her was still, only she was immersed in the world.

The most brilliant painter in Qi State, countless princes and nobles fell in love with him.

Yu Xingyao's name resounded throughout the entire country as if in an instant.Today, most people in the country have forgotten the reason. They only know that Yu Xingyao has extraordinary painting skills and unruly posture.

The setting sun gradually dimmed, and a thin layer of blue-gray covered the distance.

"Come alone, leave alone." Yu Xingyao said to himself, and finally smiled softly.She held her head up, and her eyes stopped at the place where the setting sun lingered, until she could see nothing else but the darkness that stretched from sky to earth, then she slowly looked back.

The night is overwhelming, coming fast and furious.

The palace gate was wide open, and the exquisite sedan chair entered through the palace gate, heading all the way to Princess Qi'an's Xu Yu Zhai.

"Princess, Lord Xingyao is here!" The maid saw the sedan chair from a distance and reported to Qi An.

When the exquisite sedan landed in Xuyuzhai, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted from inside, and it was indeed Yu Xingyao.But seeing her walking calmly, she was not flustered at all by the coolness of the moonlight.In the middle of the night, the palace is a forbidden place.But Yu Xingyao was relaxed and relaxed, even the corners of his eyes and eyebrows gave birth to an extraordinary amorous feelings under the bright white moonlight.

"You're here!" Princess Qi'an greeted her out, she felt dazed when she saw Yu Xingyao, managed to stabilize her figure, and waved to the maid and guard beside her: "You all go down, Master Xingyao came here to teach me Painting, don't allow others to disturb you."

"Yes!" Everyone replied, and they all retreated.

Yu Xingyao lowered his head and smiled softly, and when he looked up again, the gleam in his eyes became brighter.

Qi An only felt that her legs and feet were weak, as if Yu Xingyao's frown and smile had taken away her strength, making her unable to control her heartbeat.From the first time they met, Yu Xingyao's appearance was imprinted in her heart.Not only his appearance, but also Yu Xingyao's paintings, the demeanor in Yu Xingyao's eyebrows, Yu Xingyao's whole person...Qi An seemed to be possessed by a demon, he felt uncomfortable without seeing Yu Xingyao for a day, and was so upset that even his favorite girl on weekdays I can't even take a bite of the osmanthus cake.

Thinking about it, Yu Xingyao was denser and more delicious than that osmanthus cake.

"Xingyao, what did you teach me to draw today?" Qi An asked impatiently.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone have been prepared on the table, and the surroundings are silent, only a pair of skillful hands are needed to outline the flowers, willows and greens.

"Whatever you want to draw, I will draw." Yu Xingyao stretched out her hand as she said, instead of picking up the wolf hair on the table, she pinched Qi An's finger, and said: "I was born like this With one pair of hands, if you want to draw something, you will be able to draw it."

Qi An suddenly panicked, his cheeks were flushed, and Yu Xingyao's palm was on his fingertips, which was also the source of her restlessness.She didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at Yu Xingyao, her heart was pounding like a deer, and the feelings of anticipation and fear made her not know what to do.

Yu Xingyao is stable.She looked at Qi An's hands carefully, her eyes wandering and focused.Her whole body and mind seemed to be concentrated on these hands. The bright joints, delicate skin, and pink nails are all beautiful.As Yu Xingyao said, Princess Qi'an did have a pair of extremely beautiful hands.Of course, these hands belong to Qi An, the hands of Princess Qi An who can't paint.

"Xingyao..." Qi An called shyly.

"No, don't call me that!" Yu Xingyao suddenly shouted, and stopped Qi An coldly.

"I..." Qi An was startled, somehow offended Yu Xingyao, his lips parted slightly, but he was speechless.Yu Xingyao's angry appearance was really good-looking, even with his cold eyes, it made people forget the anger.Qi An looked at Yu Xingyao, and was stunned at this moment.

Yu Xingyao brought Qi An's hand to his lips, and kissed him lightly, his eyes softened with the kiss.She raised her head and smiled at Qi An, her eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons.Her eyes reflected Princess Qi'an's surprised and shy face, but her eyes were a bit hazy, she smiled and said to Qi'an: "Lend me your hand, okay?"

Muttering a word, Qi An couldn't really hear it.She nodded fascinatedly, and fell completely into Yu Xingyao's smiling face.

Why doesn't the most beautiful hand in the world belong to the most beautiful person in the world?

Yu Xingyao caressed Qi An's hands meticulously, extremely gentle.She treated these hands as if she had exhausted all her life's affection.

It's a pity that this is a pair of hands, not a person.

Princess Qi'an of the Qi Kingdom is quiet and charming, with a pleasant personality, but she is not an alluring beauty after all.

However, what can be done if the country is overwhelmed?Nothing beats falling in love at first sight.

"Master, do you think my painting looks like you?" the girl asked naively.

"Not like." The woman in plain dress shook her head and said.

Draw it again, still not the same; draw it twice, still not the same; draw again, draw again...it will never be the same!

"Your eyebrows, your eyes, and your appearance, I can see them clearly, why don't they look like you?" Yu Xingyao asked himself, asking over and over again, and kept silent over and over again.No matter how beautiful the appearance she drew, it was not like that person.She couldn't draw her master.

"You lack a seven-skilled and exquisite heart."

In the middle of the night, a voice suddenly appeared and broke into Yu Xingyao's dream.

"Who are you!"

"I am you; you are me."

"How dare you talk nonsense!"

"Find an exquisite heart, and then you will be able to accomplish the work of a painter!"

"Linglongxin... Where is Linglongxin?"

"Far in the sky, right in front of you."

"Where is in front of me?"

The last questioning came to an abrupt end, Yu Xingyao felt his arms sink, and opened his eyes suddenly.Master Juanxiu's appearance immediately imprinted in her eyes, and she couldn't help but gasp—isn't the most dexterous Linglong heart in the world right in front of her eyes?

"Eat her heart, and you will have a Linglong heart!" The voice in the dream suddenly sounded.

"No! No!" Yu Xingyao shouted.

"Are you in love with her?" the voice in the dream asked mockingly.

"She is my master!" Yu Xingyao shouted from the bottom of his heart.She stared at the woman in front of her, as if she was enduring a huge torment, her hands were clenched into fists unconsciously, and her nails dug deep into the flesh and blood.She needs an exquisite heart to draw the most moving scenery.But she can't win Master's heart.

I don't know when, Yu Xingyao's heart was fixed on that person.

"She doesn't care about you!" The voice in the dream said bitterly.

"She doesn't care about anything but painting." The voice became more and more angry, until it roared furiously: "Eat her heart! Let her heart become one with your body! Go, eat her!" Heart!"

"Eat her heart... ate her heart..." Yu Xingyao repeated in a whisper, his eyes locked tightly on the plain-clothed woman's heart.

"Xingyao?" Master called softly.

"I want to eat your heart!" Yu Xingyao said coldly.

The bright red permeated the plain clothes, and a sharp knife pierced the fragile skin.

"Xingyao..." The call was weak, but not panic.

The blood stained Yu Xingyao's hands red, so dazzling that she couldn't open her eyes.The sky is full of red, more beautiful than the setting sun, but it is so cold, until the red turns into a silent desolation in the end.Yu Xingyao's eyes widened suddenly, the silence and death made her feel unprecedented grief.

She finally had an exquisite heart, painted the most beautiful scenery in Qi, and became the most famous painter.

"I still lack a pair of exquisite hands!" The voice from the dream appeared again.

"Isn't that enough?" Yu Xingyao roared.

"How could it be enough?" the voice in the dream asked back.

"I don't want it anymore..." Yu Xingyao almost begged.

"If you have her heart, find a pair of hands that are more beautiful than hers, and you can draw her!" The voice in the dream became ethereal, very tempting: "Don't you want to see your master again? With your hands, you will never be able to draw her! As long as you have a pair of exquisite hands, you can see her again!"

"Master..." Yu Xingyao fell to the ground with tears in his eyes.

Xu Yuzhai is now quieter than ever.

The maids and guards all know that Lord Xingyao often comes to teach Princess Qi'an how to paint at night, and it is the same for this night.They can steal a moment of leisure and don't have to wait around, they just need to go to remind the princess of the time in the early morning.

"Can you lend me your hand?" Yu Xingyao smiled coldly, pinching Qi'an's wrist with his left hand, and quietly took out a dagger from his waist with his right hand.She struck very neatly, and before Qi An could scream, blood was already gushing out like an unstoppable stream.

"Xingyao..." Qi An exclaimed in disbelief, his severed wrist ached.

"Don't call me that! Only Master can call me that!" Yu Xingyao's eyes were red and his face was pale.She looked at the blood on Qi An's wrist, her eyes were as calm as that night