[Comprehensive] Nanny code

Lancet bid farewell to the Elf King, and ran towards the forest to the east. The forest here was dense, and the towering trees almost blocked the moonlight, making it look gloomy and damp. Occasionally, some chilling voices would come from the swamp. The elves in the dense forest didn't know what it was, they just said that those belonged to the darkness, and no elves would casually step into this area on weekdays.

The black cat ears protruded from the head, moving in the air with the movement of the nose, Lanster's expression became more serious, he slowed down cautiously, and slowly approached the area. The swamp, the voice continued, tempted him like a sea basilisk.

"Come here... come here..."

Lancet raised his wrist and stuck his sharp teeth into the skin. The pain made him feel a little more awake. He glanced at the bright red blood on his wrist. The cat's nerves became excited, and he stretched out his tongue to lick it. Only then continued to move.

The woods began to become thinner and thinner. Lanster used his long tail to sweep away his own footprints. This is a cat's habit, but he obviously didn't consider that as a hunter, he didn't need to do this at all.

The hostility became more and more open, and in the end, Lanster felt that he was completely on the football field in the human world, but there was no green grass, no football, only a large piece of foul-smelling mud, and the mud was like a certain place. Like a digestive organ, rotten leaves and bones floated on it, making it disgusting to look at.

"Come out." Lancet whispered, but no one responded. The black raven looked at him with round red eyes, and it looked a little cute.

The raven flew towards Lanster, as if it wanted to perch on his shoulder. Lanster agreed, after all, it was such a cute little thing, but he didn't expect to be pecked on the shoulder just as he let down his vigilance With one mouthful, the blood gushed out, and the raven let out a cry, and stopped on a skull, its red eyes narrowed, a little proud, a little cunning, as if it was using the host's posture to give a good greeting to a guest who didn't know the etiquette.

Lanster wiped the blood off his shoulder with his fingers, and it was slightly black. The raven was used to eating rotten objects, so it had a certain degree of toxicity.

Just as Lance was pondering whether to steam the raven or braise it in brown sauce, the triumphant little thing let out a mournful cry, blood flowed from its red eyes, and its whole body fell on the mud. Although it did not die, it Unable to move, he could only feel the feeling of being surrounded by mud, and sank into the swamp.

Lancet quickly looked over, and saw that the towering tree had thick branches, about the waist thickness of an adult male, and the bark was deep brown, layered, and looked strong. The black-haired boy Er looked at him, a small face covered with snake scales without any expression.

Do you want to thank me?This question popped up suddenly, and Lancet slapped himself in the head. Obviously, this brat must have something to do with the disappearance of Legolas, but why did he help him?Lanster couldn't figure it out, so he asked directly.

"You don't have to kill it at all."

The boy smiled strangely, and made a sound like bubbles from his throat. He didn't move, but there were some subtle movements between his eyebrows and eyes, indicating that he knew what Lanster was talking about.

Lance licked his lips, he didn't plan to use force for the time being until he could figure out the other party's intentions, and even though the child looked a little different, he didn't feel the evil aura before, which is really strange, It stands to reason that the direction of the smell is here, but now, no matter how carefully he smells it, he still can't smell the feeling before.

"Did you take the little leaf away?" Lancet cautiously walked in front of the tree, raised his head slightly and asked, from the perspective of the boy, he could only see the transparent eyes of the young man, he pursed his lips tightly, After a while, he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse, not like a child at all.

"Who are you?"

Lancet was stunned for a moment, he really didn't understand, is the current situation the time to discuss this matter?He blinked unconsciously and said, "My name is Lanster."

"You... are... different from them." The boy said with difficulty in a broken tone, like a baby who has just learned to speak, his eyes are dark and transparent, but the eyes are too aggressive, It was a look that had not yet been trained and belonged to a beast.

"I'm not an elf, and I'm not a human, I'm just a cat." Lancet didn't understand why he had to explain this to a kid he didn't know. He could only say that there was something about this kid that attracted him. It's like an instinct to let him approach involuntarily, just like cats naturally like catnip and dogs are naturally stupid.

"Then...what about me...who am I...?" the boy asked lowly, his slender eyebrows were twisted, his pale complexion looked like something dead, and the snake scales on his face reflected the moonlight , reflecting that that little face is completely devoid of the innocence of a child, but gloomy.

Lanster didn't speak, because he didn't know what to say, he was a little worried about Legolas, because the child in front of him was obviously not very ordinary.

"You...why...don't you say it?" The boy frowned at him, the snake tail began to move, and came down against the tree trunk. During this time, those slender eyes kept looking at Lance, like a demon Stare at him.

Lancet felt his footsteps were a little stiff. The other party had already straightened up, propped up by the snake's tail, his skin was exposed to the moonlight, his protruding ribs and the cold expression on his face made the boy look solemn, his The little hand caressed his chest, and there seemed to be a whirlpool in the black eyes, and soon a thin red line appeared, staring at Lanster like a snake.

"You... don't know... who I am?" His lips moved slightly. At this moment, the two thin lips looked a little too bright, especially under the moonlight, with bloodless skin and too coquettish lip color, A boy with a snake's tail that didn't reach his chest, when he said that, his tone was as cold as if he had been soaked in the bones of tens of millions of people, which made people tremble.

"I don't know you." Lancet said warily, his paws had been stretched out, and he was ready to attack at any time, but soon, he was a little startled, because the boy suddenly held his cheeks in both hands The cry was completely different from his hoarse voice, like a child of three or four years old, immature and pitiful.

Lanster was a little flustered, and he always maintained an excessive kindness towards the young man. Someone told him a long time ago that if he continued to behave like this, one day, he would definitely be killed.

"Don't cry!" Lanster said eagerly. When he was flustered, his sharp claws had been slightly retracted, and those defensive postures were broken by himself. And this time, the man who was still crying The boy opened his hand like that, and slowly raised his head and smiled strangely.