Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

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Wuluo was the first of the ten witches to submit to the Lieshan tribe. After the Battle of Chasing the Deer, he followed the monarch to live in this newly opened world.

But Wang Jiangang didn't know how they inherited the spiritual power of their ancestors.Because according to his observation, they have long been submerged in the mass of living beings, no different from ordinary mortals, and even their life spans are just as short.

Therefore, Wang Jiangang's answer was: "No, no, no."

"Jian Gang, tell me," Feng Xiaoyu said to him earnestly, "Apart from money, what else do you have to redeem?"

"I'm pretty handsome." Wang Jiangang said, "But I'm not as handsome as your Highness."

"Do you think I'm after your money?"

"...Your Highness, aren't you?"

"I have my eyes on your man!"

"What?"

"You are a spiritual person, Jiangang! How can I regain the admiration and respect I had for you when I was a child? Brother Jiangang!"

This "Senior Brother Jiangang" made Wang Jiangang burst into tears for no reason. "What do you call me, Your Highness? Is everything you said true, Your Highness? Have you ever worshiped me, Your Highness?"

Feng Xiao pushed away his provocative face that was getting closer and closer, and took out a pen and paper: "What did Wu Luo look like 80 years ago? Draw it down."

"forget."

Feng Xiao cast a dangerous look.

"...Forgot a little bit. Mostly remembered."

"painting."

"will not."

Feng Xiao cast a dangerous look.

"...You can try it if you don't, after all, I am an adult with rich artistic cells."

10 minute later.

Feng Xiao crumpled the drawing paper into a ball and threw it into the warm milk that Wang Jian just warmed for herself before going to bed, and said, "Forget it, I'll go find it later."

"Wait, I'll try 'face cute'." Wang Jiangang took out his mobile phone and operated it skillfully for a while.Not long after, Feng Xiao's phone rang, and she took it out to see that it was the Q-version face sent by Wang Jiangang.

... What can be seen from this?

What can this tell!

But... "Why is it a woman?"

"Yeah, I never said I was a man."

Feng Xiao sent the photo to Long Zhui again, saying: "Starting today, pay attention to everyone around you. Find the descendant of this Wuluo descendant."

"Does Your Highness want to use this descendant of Wuluo to investigate the witch who caused trouble in the house that day?"

"Yes. They are of the same kind, so there must be a feeling." Feng Xiao was silent, "I want to know if he is working for Xuanyu."

"Xuanyu? Our arch-rival, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Woye Kingdom, Xuanyu? He's here too?" Wang Jiangang suddenly realized, "Oh, let me just say, who in this world can hurt you, Your Highness. So it was him?!"

"Yeah. I had a fight with him at the mall the other day. He was badly wounded, more than I was. I think that's why he didn't do anything for a long time afterwards."

"What is he doing?"

"I don't know." Feng Xiao said, "It looks like they are here for Lord Shennong."

"Ah, could it be that his father knew that Kiki was the thousandth soul of Shennong that we found in the Ice Floe Kingdom, so he sent him to sabotage our ultimate mission? As we all know, the population surge will bring disadvantages to our Floe Ice Kingdom It has been a labor force for a long time. Yan Ba, the king of Woye, has always been afraid that our floating ice kingdom will become stronger again, so he doesn't want us to lift the curse of 'infertility'?"

"Most likely."

"It's too bad!"

"However, if the sorcerer didn't obey Xuanyu's order, it means that another force is eyeing my prey." Feng Xiao said thoughtfully, "Nalandering, what's so special about you? Spying and coveting?"

Anyway, I will protect you, my prey.

……

That night, Nalande defecated once and urinated three times, all of which were incontinence.When Feng Xiao cleaned up the dirt and changed his underwear for him, he just turned his back to him and gritted his teeth and pretended to sleep.

In the middle of the night, I also vomited once.Vomiting and diarrhea, the green bile was vomited out, and the sweat alone soaked the three layers of mattresses.It felt worse than death.

He was so uncomfortable that he cried out, but he was a man after all, and he refused to make a sound even if he died.

He didn't know that it was a side effect of the medicine, and thought he could get over it.

When the helplessness reaches the extreme, the body seems to be thrown into the boundless cold pool, sinking and sinking, always wanting to hug or grab something, something life-saving.So when Feng Xiao's thigh appeared in sight, he pounced on it.

Finally... it's settled.So relieved.

Feng Xiao sat down on the edge of the bed, handed him a hand to hold, and at the same time let him lean on her lap to vomit.

He didn't say anything, but Nalande's heart suddenly warmed up, and an inexplicable emotion came to his heart.I didn't even have to look up at the man's face, just seeing his fingers and the tip of his hair, I was moved to tears, and then surged up inexplicably, and couldn't stop at all.Of course the snot can't stop.

Although Feng Xiao's inadvertent actions could not relieve his physical pain, it made him feel that he was not so sad.Even, it seems that no matter how serious it is, no matter how serious it is, it can be carried through.

Originally a decent person.

Originally, I wanted to reprimand him for "Get out", and I wanted to say "Leave me to fend for myself".But it stinks to death in one's own excrement and urine, which is not decent when you think about it.

I don't want to cry hysterically, like those startled idiots in TV dramas.If you are sick, you will be sick, if you are disabled, you will be disabled, and if you cry ghosts and howl like wolves, will you be cured?

After much deliberation, fortunately there is him.If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have collapsed long ago.Anyway, he had already seen his embarrassment, so he simply broke the jar and entrusted him with it.His big hand rubbed his back, meticulous, warm and reliable, reminding him of one year, when he was still very young, was it spring or summer?Or is it autumn?He seemed to have had chickenpox, and his mother stayed by the bed day and night, taking good care of him.

He has been very resistant to the intimacy of others since then.Except for sex/love of course.Although he is the one being pressured, he generally holds the initiative in bed.If you want to do it, you have to do it happily and do it to your heart's content.But after you are done, you will never allow the other party to hug you and get tired of it.awkward.

It's a subconscious blank.Sex/love is for fun, but intimacy is a different thing.Intimacy is more like a kind of spiritual attachment, and it should be reserved for the closest and most trustworthy people.For example, the silent care and being taken care of now.

The strange thing is that Feng Xiao's approach doesn't make him feel awkward, it has been from the very beginning.On the contrary, it is addictive, like nicotine.

Even though he knew that those generous hands would cruelly snatch his soul away one day in the future.

At this moment, she really wanted to rely on Feng Xiao, no matter how desperately she relied on him, she hated letting him see her embarrassed side.

His stomach was finally emptied, Feng Xiao put him back on the pillow, and he simply lay still, allowing him to arrange his body and limbs.Feng Xiao got up to get a dry quilt.Narendra, who was in a semi-conscious state, refused to let go of his hand.He lifted his eyelids weakly and looked at him very seriously.Romantic feelings suddenly erupted in my heart, and I wanted to ask a question——Feng Xiao, if we met in another situation, even if we met by chance at an ordinary bus stop, I am not dead and you are not an evil spirit. Lol, there is no shit or pee... so do we both have babies now? ! !

It's too hypocritical after thinking about it, and I changed it to a sentence: "I really didn't expect you, a dignified prince, to be so good at taking care of people..."

"It's all well tuned/taught by my father." Just kidding!There is an unreliable father in the family. If you are drunk, you have to take off your boots. If you quarrel with the minister, you have to stand up and mediate. If you fish too high with the military master, you have to go to Lidutian if you kick the military master into the water. Please beg for love and redeem him, and when you redeem him, you have to take care of your father who also fell into the water and was bitten by the big dragon fish... Feng Xiao said, "But I don't take care of everyone. It's just the third..."

Nalande had already fallen asleep when he said this, Feng Xiao couldn't help cursing in his heart - he always sleeps faster than a pig at critical moments, labor and management will never say such nasty things again!Play the piano to the cow.

……

Woke up the next day, still looking like a dog.

The first feeling is smelly.

So smelly.

Opening his eyes, Feng Xiao fell asleep on his back in a puddle of vomit, his white hair spread all over the floor like blooming flowers, one foot and one hand resting on the bed, fingers slightly bent, sex with Nalande Touching his left hand was a sign of reluctant farewell.

Nalande said: "...Old Wang Lao Zhang! Come on someone! Are you a wind steward drinking too much? Spit in my bedroom!"

After yelling, I remembered that I vomited myself.But the blame has already been blamed, so let's make a mistake.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, my lord has been up for three sleepless nights, I think I'm really exhausted." Seeing this, Wang Jiangang sighed.He and Zhang Kaiquan tried to carry Feng Xiao out, but failed.

"The master is too big, only my original body can carry him! It's a pity that I don't have enough spiritual power to change back to the original body!" Long Zhui raised his head, "Don't bother, just carry him to bed! The ground is so cold."

"What? Hey, hey, don't... Evil..." Resisting was futile, and Feng Xiao, who had a strong sour smell, had already been thrown onto the double bed by Zhang and Wang yelling "one, two, three".The position of the hand landed on Nalande's crotch impartially, and "duang" punched him hard, which was so sour.

"Boss, we have a clue." Zhang Kaiquan lit his pipe and said while smoking.

"What clue?"

"The clue to the book. Zhu Shasha called this morning..."

As soon as he heard "Zhu Shasha", Wang Jiangang rushed to get over the conversation: "That's right, Shasha called me and said that she found a clue that her colleague Wenda was following before she disappeared—he seemed to be collecting different versions of the "Fenmomeng", Sasha found four copies of "Fenmomeng" from different publishing houses in the waste locker in the basement of his apartment yesterday, and one of them contained a gift certificate for Taobao's "rebate for positive reviews."

""Fen Mo Meng"? You mean...the book Wen Da was looking for, the book that the person who murdered me wanted to get, and the book I saw in the old house may all be "" "Fen Mo Meng"? You can buy "Fen Mo Meng" in any bookstore?" Nalande was puzzled, "But why?"

"Unclear, no more clues."

Nalande thought for a while, and ordered Zhang Kai Quanhei to enter Wenda's Taobao account.Transaction records were wiped clean.But Zhang Kaiquan said that the data can be restored.

Nalande still can't figure it out, he has read "Fen Mo Meng", a very harmonious published book, what secrets can it contain?It turned out to be the secret that killed two people.

"That's not right, Wenda already has various versions of "Fen Mo Meng", why must he risk his life to enter my old house to find books?" Nalande turned on the detective mode, "Based on the experience of watching detective films, The secret must not be in the text of "Fen Mo Meng" itself, but may be hidden in the paper, ink, or interlayer of a certain edition of the book. It may also be in the preface written by different people. Lao Wang, call Sasha, Tell her to bring those books."

"it is good."

According to the development of this situation...could it be a treasure map?

"Boss, it's restored. This is Wenda's collection records and Wangwang records in the three months before his disappearance." Zhang Kaiquan pushed the computer screen over, "Look, they are all asking the seller if they have "Fenmomeng" dictated by Zhong Diemeng. The original version, the reprint version is also available."

"Original?"

"It's the original manuscript before publication." Zhang Kaiquan said, "I guess, some content must have been deleted from the published manuscript."

"I have the original manuscript at home." Nalande suddenly understood, "Back then, Zhong Diemeng came to visit my grandpa and grandpa, shortly before she passed away. It seems that she brought the original manuscript of "Fenmomeng" to my grandpa. Grandpa watched it. In the early 40s, Zhong Diemeng was a big star under my grandfather's flag."

"Boss, so you have read the original manuscript?"

"No. At that time, I was preparing for the high school entrance examination. I didn't pay attention to where my grandfather kept the book. The "Fen Mo Meng" I saw was the first batch of editions that came out when my grandfather was dying."