Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

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Feng Xiao didn't expect Nalande to wake up, after all, the battle just now was not considered intense, so he tried to keep the silent mode as much as possible, because he considered that Nalande would have to get up early to film the movie tomorrow.That's right, it was their first passionate scene.The sword in his hand was still dripping blood.He frowned and didn't speak.

A gust of wind knocked open the window, and the icy moonlight seeped through the fluttering curtains, illuminating Nalande's pale face. Seeing that he was unable to make a sound with his mouth open, Feng Xiao choked in fright and almost choked to death. , the shock and anger in his eyes were obvious and even scary.

"Listen to me—" Feng Xiao paused before subconsciously explaining.

Nalande didn't know where his strength came from, but he pushed Feng Xiao who was approaching and staggered back, almost falling down.It's like trying to reject something that threatens life, avoiding it, and hating it to death.When he raised his head, two eyes shot at Feng Xiao like a rain of sharp arrows, wishing that he would die with thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

"You killed him!"

Feng Xiao was very disgusted with his appearance, suddenly she didn't want to explain anymore, she retracted her hand indifferently, concealed the sword, and looked at her wound that was further torn by his push against the moonlight.

One in the scapula and one in the intercostal space.There was blood falling to the ground, clearly and clearly.Feng Xiao looked up, wanting to see if Nalande had noticed, but found that he acted as if he didn't exist at all, hugging the dying man in his arms, his palms trembling, trying desperately to cover the bleeding spot on his chest. Bottomless pit, want to remedy.However, it is like a primary school mathematics application problem, the drainage speed is 6m3/s, and the water intake speed is 3/min. How many years can the pool be filled?The answer is that you dream.

When he was so flustered that he was about to cry, Nalan De finally became sober as if he had been enlightened. He hurriedly calmed down and wrapped Nalan Shen's wound with a sheet, hugged him and staggered up, without even looking at Feng Xiao, he went straight downstairs run away.While running, he shouted loudly: "Jiangang! Xiaoxi! An Dong—quick, save people, hurry—"

When Feng Xiao followed out, she saw that his feet slipped and fell down the stairs.However, he would rather bump the back of his head into a sharp corner of the cabinet than to protect the person in his arms.I didn't even have time to take a look when I got up, so I continued running.

Wang Jiangang and others had already heard the sound and ran out one after another. Seeing this situation, they were a little confused, so they had no choice but to turn around and look at Feng Xiao upstairs while running with Nalande.

When he was about to run to the door, Feng Xiao who suddenly appeared grabbed him by the collar from behind: "Nalander, take a closer look at what you are holding."

Nalande bowed his head when he heard the words, and sat down on the ground in fright, retreating a few steps before calming down.Only now did I realize that the hand feeling along the way was not right. It turned out that the person in my arms was not a painter, or even... a person at all.I saw that the "humanoid" that was wrapped in a bed sheet for most of its body began to decay rapidly after landing. Its body structure was very similar to that of a human being, but if you look closely, you will find that its limbs are equal in length and thickness, but it has hands and feet. There are two adults, with protruding foreheads and sunken cheekbones, two eyes without whites, sunken in two billiard-sized cavities, with no eyelids to close, still staring at people after death, eerie, with a mouthful of fangs In the rapid decay of the lips and upper and lower jaws, it becomes more and more ferocious, as if it wants to eat people with its mouth wide open.

It's the remains of a monster.

Something rolled out of the rotten belly and rolled to Nalande's feet. He hid for a while and suddenly realized that it was his parents' wedding rings, which the artist refused to take off.I suddenly remembered the painter's lost right hand...

"What is this..." Nalande asked after a long time.

"Ao Yin." Feng Xiao said, not knowing that his answer was wrong.

"Ao Yin!" Wang Jiangang exclaimed, "Highly intelligent humanoid beasts are good at disguising humans and eating human brains for a living!" Looking around the wreckage that had turned into bones for a long time, His Highness's Seven Emperors Sword was stabbed in his chest. No wonder the life was quickly exhausted, "Why did this kind of thing come? Did it come with the earth mole? Oops, was someone summoning here? Or was someone letting it go over there? What happened in our world?"

However, Narendra only cares about one thing: "What about the painter?"

"From the very beginning, what we found was not your painter. It was Ao Yin. From today's perspective, it is lurking around you to eat you." Feng Xiao stood up and spoke, while ordering Wang Jiangang and others to dispose of this pile of bones. , "It was my mistake, I didn't discover its disguise."

I couldn't help but rejoice that luckily tonight I became lustful again and came to push the door in the middle of the night, seeing that Ao Yin was going to eat people.If he stayed in the study all night watching the set of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, he would probably have a bed of bones left in the morning.

"But what about the painter?"

Feng Xiao turned her head and saw his disheartened face and those blank, empty eyes, and felt an inexplicable constriction in her heart.

"Probably dead." He didn't know why he had to tell the cruel truth, but he just wanted to hurt him severely and tell him that you have nothing to rely on in this world. Maybe it was one of the 78 corpses at the racetrack, maybe it was murdered as soon as it left the hospital gate. After all, he fell into the hands of the enemy."

"you shut up……"

Sure enough, Feng Xiao closed her mouth for a while, and said, "This is not your style."

Nalande was puzzled.

"Usually in this situation, you would say 'you fucking shut up', or 'you fucking shut up for me'." After speaking, he smiled smugly.

Nalande ignored his unfunny teasing at all, only felt that his chest was so constricted that his head was going to explode, he slapped his face hard with his hands, covered his eyes and didn't even know how to be annoyed.It seemed like it was all over.Originally, I was still hoping that the painter would wake up one day, and comforted myself that it would be okay if I didn’t wake up, but now I found out that even the existence of the painter is an illusion.Lost and regained, gained and lost again, the flowers in the mirror, the water, the moon and the sky are happy.

It would be better to never find it, and to be able to deceive yourself that the painter is still running around in Vegas casinos.

What I fear most since I was a child is to fail, and the feeling of failure is very uncomfortable, so I have never dared to have extravagant hopes.But it still fails.

Even the last thought was broken.The internal organs seemed to be vomited out with the bitterness in the stomach, but they had clearly leaked from a certain hole, and the whole body was empty and uncomfortable, with no heart, no thought, no feeling.

The corner of Feng Xiao's mouth twitched, but she also found it wasn't funny, sighed and squatted down, pulling the person into her arms.

Nalande pushed it away.

Hug again.

Push away again.

Feng Xiao thought to himself that he was in a bad mood now, so he wouldn't hug him if he wasn't allowed to hug him.As a result, he was about to stand up, but was pulled by someone, and the man himself bumped into him, and his arms were tightly locked around his neck, as if he was being hanged.

Feng Xiao felt that mortals really disliked his integrity, so he stretched out his arms to hug him again.He almost went deaf as soon as he hugged him, and Narendra began to cry loudly in his ear.There was not even a sobbing process, it was like a mountain torrent erupting suddenly, it came as it came, and it came turbulently.Visible heartbroken.

He silently cast a spell to close the ear canal, just let him cry bitterly in his arms, and couldn't help but pat him on the back lightly, like coaxing a child.And the man not only cried, but also bit his shoulder when he cried to the climax.Just bite, bite the place where he was injured in the fight with Ao Yin just now.

Looking up again, the sky is bright.

Seeing him crying until he was getting weak, Feng Xiao simply hugged him and lay down on the spot, and told Wang Jiangang to close the building today, leaving the huge small building for the two of them to sleep quietly hugging each other, from sunrise to sunset.

For some reason, Feng Xiao couldn't restrain himself from kissing his forehead.After he turned over, he kissed the back of his head.Although he was sweating from crying, his nostrils smelled of oil.

I don't know why, but I feel a little gloating in my heart.Probably because those incompetent relatives who didn't like him so much regretted saving the vegetative person a long time ago, which hindered the intercourse/things.Now there is no one to distract him, he is finally alone and can only rely on him alone.This feel is so refreshing.

Narende sleeps for a while, wakes up for a while, sometimes wakes up in a dream empty joy, and sometimes wakes up with a false alarm from crying in a dream, and then stares at the ceiling in a daze, lost in a daze.

"Tell me coquettishly, am I too stubborn?" In the evening, a quilt had been placed under the two of them at some point, and Nalande calmed down a bit.

"Is it hard to die at 23?"

"Why do I feel that I came back this time to see people off? Jiang Feng, Qin Jin, the painter, one, two, three..."

Feng Xiao was silent for a long time, she didn't know what to think of, and said: "I'm sorry."

"Why do you say sorry?"

"Nothing, just blurt it out."

After another long time, Feng Xiao said: "I heard that you mortals have such a saying that people meet each other because of fate. Some people are deeply related, and some are not. For example, you and your family are very close. But there is nothing to be sad about. After you have met me, you should know that people really have an afterlife. They left you, just to live in a different place, a different appearance, and a different identity. There is nothing to be sad about. Just like one day you will leave them."

The comforting words were actually not very fluent, because this is the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals. As a spirit of the floating ice clan who was cursed with immortality, he didn't feel very empathetic about parting.

It was a long time again.

"What about me and you?"

"what?"

Nalande turned over and looked into his eyes face to face: "The relationship is deep and the relationship is shallow."

Feng Xiao doesn't answer, but also looks back at him.I just felt that in his eyes, there was an almost hot oppressive feeling more than usual, forcing him to admit in his heart some thoughts that he deliberately ignored.

He still firmly believes that the curse of immortality and sterility naturally includes inaction.Not only Feng Xiao, but the entire Floating Ice Clan firmly believes that they have already lost the ability to love.

But when facing this mortal, what is the subtle emotion that grows in my heart over and over again?Can't tell, can't figure it out.

"If you don't say it, let me say it, I think, I am 'shallow' to you, and you are 'deep' to me," Nalande said, looking at the ceiling, "After all, I am a drop in the ocean in your 6000 years , and you must be the only one who can accompany me to the end. Are you right?"

These words are similar to Jiang Feng's "half life" theory to Qin Jin.Mortals do have some romantic theories.

"It makes sense. That's really an honor." Feng Xiao couldn't help laughing, and the gloating in her heart was once again magnified.He also realized that he was the only one he had, which was good, really good.

"After I die, how long will you remember me?"

Feng Xiao was taken aback suddenly, helped him up and asked in a cold voice: "Why do you ask this question?"

"What's wrong?"

If he didn't ask, he wouldn't think of it for nothing.But this sentence seems to be labeled, and it makes people recall when they hear it.This question...was asked by that person.In the dream just a few days ago, that person was still asking repeatedly - if I die, how long will you remember me?I'm dead, how long will you remember me?Lingering, unforgettable.

Why does it seem that Nalande's expression of asking this question overlaps with the vague memory in his mind?

No, no, Feng Xiao shook his head, it was just a coincidence.Finally, he said: "Anyway, it must be longer than you remember. After all, you are dead, and I am still alive." The same theory, but it is different if you change your position.

What he said made sense, but it wasn't the answer Nalande wanted.He actually wanted to ask, what do you think I am.However, some dialogues can only be clicked to the end, after all, the ending is already known.He smacked his lips, feeling that he had cried enough, and even his mouth smelled fishy.

Nalande is not strong enough to be able to go to filming just after going through all this.After missing work for a day, he took another day off to smoke at home, and fell asleep with the rain at night.

The bed was empty, and Feng Xiao naturally had to fill it up.Of course, Nalande didn't invite, and Feng Xiao didn't ask, everything went with the flow.

A night without dreams.The painter really went completely, and never looked back at him.

Before going to bed, it was Feng Xiao who embraced Nalande from behind, and separated in the middle of sleep, and Nalande crawled over to grab Feng Xiao's body in the middle of the night in a daze.

In fact, both of them have feelings, not to mention it.

This is what Zhang Kaiquan saw when he walked to the bed lightly.

Of course Feng Xiao wakes up whenever there is a disturbance, and coincidentally, Nalande is also a little awake at this time, and heard the conversation between the two.