my roommate is a mermaid

"Jenny, or Red Sage, maybe it's nothing." The mermaid tilted her head, licked her lips, and said the name in a mean tone.Jian Jian stared at the fake mermaid with wide eyes, and the latter smiled, raised his head proudly,

"The mermaid of Farrell's family is difficult to deal with." The air seems to be faulted, with faint ripples, and the twisted shape can be seen with the naked eye.The figure twisted and changed into its original appearance, it was Jenny but not Jenny.

Red scales grew on the originally delicate skin, the pupils turned milky white, the arms became stronger, and the red sage disguised as Sam showed sharp teeth.

"I didn't want to fight against you, Farrell." Red Sage raised his right arm, showing sharp claws, "But you are meddling too much."

"Nosy?" Sam sneered, his eyes swept across the other's lips. "No, I don't think so, you still feel that your existence is allowed."

"My existence? Ha, wasn't I bred by humans protected by you hypocrites?" Hong Saqi smiled strangely, recalling some memories.

"I really don't understand. Both you and that ridiculous man are so keen to protect these weak humans. After all, we are on the side, aren't we? The mermaids of the Farrell family." Red Sage said in a coaxing tone Said, but Sam did not waver.

"We are not the same." He said lightly, how could the monster formed out of desire be the same as him.

"No, we are the same." Red Sage murmured, his eyes were a little strange, it seemed that he knew everything, but he would never say it easily.

Sam snorted coldly, he looked up at his roommate, the latter had calmed down, and the fear of ghosts seemed to have disappeared, he frowned and thought, as if thinking about something, completely forgot about the current situation, making him Sam felt a little headache.

"Want him? Then we have to make a deal." Red Thatch noticed Sam's gaze, and he said with a smile, the lines on his cheeks deepened, like a burning flame.

"Deal, do you think you and I have the conditions to negotiate a deal?" Sam smiled slightly, Red Sage's eyes widened, and he couldn't move suddenly, and Jian Yi took this opportunity to run to Sam's side.

"It's too slow, Jane." The mermaid said dissatisfiedly, and simply rolled his eyes, "Get rid of it, I understand that hint is good." When Sam focused on one thing, he seldom made small movements, and his words were even more subtle. It is close to impoliteness or order, and when he is abnormal, it is likely to be some hint. Of course, it is also a great skill for Jian Jian to think that he can guess right.

"Wesson." Sam shouted in a low voice, the air twisted, and Wesson Farrell appeared.

"Then it's your business." He paused and said, walking towards the window with simple strides, but stopped because of Red Sage's words.

"Sam Farrell! I said we are the same! Do you think you have everything? You are so naive. You are just someone who shouldn't exist before me..." Before finishing speaking, the air vibrated violently , the bones in the head and neck rattled and were almost crushed.

"You talk too much." The mermaid narrowed her eyes slightly, with red flashes faintly.

"Weixin, I don't think you will do this, but I don't want to know, now, take this guy away, do whatever you want." After he dropped these words, he pulled Jian Jian's arm Jumped right out of the window.The air turned into a huge vortex, enveloping the two of them.

"Even if you know something, don't say it easily. I thought you should understand after living all these years, Maury." Wesson said lightly, like an old friend.

"Understood? You are not me, how do you know what I think. Waiting in the dark all day long, desperately trying to survive, but failing every time, not a fish or a person, no entity, and you want to feed on it even though you hate it, How can you understand if you live like this." The red Sage named Murray shouted angrily, his eyes were full of resentment, and the smile just now was completely gone.

"Isn't this how we were born, Maury." The mermaid said calmly, without any emotional ups and downs.Unable to decide the fate, he sneered in his heart, who is not, being forced to fall into the cliff or actively embracing death, which one is more pitiful?

"Us? It's ridiculous, Werson, your brother tried to separate me from his likeness, but you pulled me into the same camp, or am I wrong, that's what you planned to do in the first place, to deceive that poor mermaid Achieve your dirty little secret." Murray restrained his angry expression, and asked with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Dirty? Murray, being in this world is doomed from the moment of birth. Do you think we can resist fate?"

"Ha, what did I hear! Wesson Farrell is telling me that fate is irresistible. Has the so-called goodness of these years finally corrupted your brain, Wesson?" Murray laughed Said lazily.

"No matter how much you laugh at me, dear Maury, you lost, didn't you?" The mermaid approached the other party and said this lightly, hooked the other party's neck with his right hand, and pressed the thin silver-white line, like It is the same meridian, except that it only runs from the cervical vertebrae to the tail vertebrae.The sharp claws pierced in, Hong Saqi was stunned for a moment, the enchanting mist flowed out from the body, and those crying souls screamed terribly.

"It seems that I was wrong, old friend, how could you change, how can that poor little mermaid compare to you." Hong Saqi calmed down, smiled, and calmly accepted the ending.

"Three years, five years or ten years, Murray, I'll see you then." Wesson murmured as he watched the other party disappear into the air. As for whether it could be realized, who knows, he stared at the thin silver-white thread in his hand quietly. Thinking quietly, the thin thread quickly spun in the fluorescent blue flame, and finally turned into a light-colored pearl.

If you want to get something, you must give something first. Fate taught him the truth, and he will keep his promise throughout his life.

The leather shoes hit the wooden floor, with burning flames behind them, and the footsteps landed steadily. The road to the superior is full of thorns, but some people are destined to be so.He walked out of the flames, and the shadows around him quickly passed by. Hundreds of years later, Wesson Farrell, this elusive man disappeared into this room with the flames, and only the sound of lamentation sounded softly.

With the death of Hong Saqi, the villa quickly declined, the green plants withered, and the bright and lively fish in the pool in the backyard all disappeared, revealing a severely decomposed female corpse inside, only the hair was faint It can be recognized, which is the real Jenny.

After seeing Jenny's body, Amanda still couldn't accept the fact that Jenny had already died, and the Jenny they saw was just a murderer in disguise, and the real murderer had committed suicide by jumping off a cliff. She didn't listen to the details, even though the police She confirmed it with Mr. Havel himself, but she still couldn't accept it.

"Jane, it's impossible, isn't it? She was fine yesterday, no, I mean, she really doesn't look like her, but most of the time she's still Jenny, whether it's her tone of voice or her demeanor, she's definitely Jenny , We were still chatting that night, if she wasn't Jenny, how would she know about those things." Amanda asked, choking on her simple clothes, tears running down her cheeks.

Simple really couldn't bear to tell Amanda the truth, the girl didn't simply die, how could the death of the body compare to the pain of the soul being tortured every day and night, rather than saying that, the way Weisen and the others made it up better.

"Amanda, I think Jenny shouldn't be in pain anymore." For the first time, Jian was annoyed that he didn't have the quick thinking of his roommate. He could only comfort him jerkyly, but he still couldn't alleviate the grief in the other party's heart.

Not far away, the man put his hands in his pockets, looked away, turned and left.The flowering season of roses has passed, the withered branches and leaves are slightly bleak, the backyard is withered, and it has long lost the beauty of yesterday.

"Why?" He asked lightly, standing there like a tall and straight fir tree.

"Desire, human desire, you can't imagine how it looks out of control, Sam." Mr. Havel turned his head, his eyes no longer had the abnormal clarity, the assassin, he is just an ordinary old man, standing alone in front of him In my yard, in my own memory.

"You can ask the non-human agency for help, since you know how to cultivate that kind of thing." Sam said coldly, if human beings were not so stupid, unnecessary sacrifices would not exist at all.

"Help? No, Sam, I can't do this. How can human beings understand you openly? A living person cannot keep a secret."

"Because you're afraid of death?" Sam said contemptuously.

"Death? No, young man, death is not terrible. Since my wife left, I would rather die, but my niece, my friend, they should not be implicated. I have lost Jenny and can no longer Lost my friend."

"So you have a big fight with him and let him go." Sam raised his eyebrows. He knew who the other party was talking about, and he could hear those pleading words clearly, but if he knew the fact, as long as he I'm afraid I can't accept it.

"Stupid, isn't it, but we're best friends now." Mr. Harville sighed. At that moment, he looked no different from an ordinary old man. Sam was referring to the kind who walked and chatted in the park, very ordinary and very Ordinary, who would have thought that such an old man could live numbly for three years in a place that devours souls all day long.

"When my wife was still alive, those days were really happy." The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and they were a little moist. Although he tried his best, he was still full of sins. The person he wanted to save could not be resurrected, and he indirectly killed many lives.Happiness and regret are intertwined, so we are human beings, always contradicting and struggling.

"Your friend, young man, there is no way to hide the truth." The old man looked at the man and said slowly. They looked at each other for a while, and the black-haired young man lowered his eyebrows, and only spoke lightly. One word and left.

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