Missing Beauty [Unlimited Streaming]

The phone lights up slightly, and it shows that the battery is less than 20%.

The man in the jacket had a sad face, glanced at the phone for the last time, put his ear against the metal door, listened to the non-stop snorting and wheezing outside, and said, "It's the third night, and there are still people outside. Being guarded, what should we do?"

He let out a long sigh, and the petite woman beside him patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's good that it didn't break into the door. You must persevere, maybe you can wait for rescue?"

Kicking the soda can under his feet, the unscrupulous man with yellow hair chewed the remaining gum in his mouth and blew a bubble. He frowned and said, "It's been so long, and you still want to rescue?"

Holding the soft pillow in his arms, he sniffed the fragrance close to it, and squinted his eyes slightly: "I think everyone should stay in peace and spend the rest of their days well."

When the can was kicked by him wantonly and fell to the ground with harsh noises, Yu Xian had already put down the book in his hand and looked at the bad man.

Temporarily staying at Yu Xian's house and accepting Yu Xian's protection, he not only didn't feel anything wrong, but also showed a meaningful smile. When Yu Xian looked at him, he even hugged the pillow and gestured.

Jiang Fei frowned secretly, the quality of this NPC was too bad.

Surprised, she suddenly thought, in the later stage, when people's moral bottom line is overturned and people have no scruples, how will this small house owner be treated?

Looking at Yu Xian's delicate and heroic side face, Jiang Fei swallowed quietly, as if she had already seen the ending of the little homeowner.

Fang Yan followed Yu Xian's gaze, and his pupils shrank when he touched the unclean gesture in the man's hand.

His back straightened as he was leaning on the sofa, his feet were on the floor, a hint of predation flashed in his eyes, and he was about to speak.

Yu Xian picked up the book on his lap and threw it at the yellow-haired man!

Before the yellow-haired man could react, a mark was instantly smacked on his forehead.The book was a hardcover book, very thick, and it was like a brick falling on his forehead. The pain caused the man to scream and shrink back with his head in his arms.

Although Yu Xian didn't stand up, her voice was low and her beautiful eyes stared at the man with yellow hair without blinking, "Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

The man with yellow hair had resentment in his eyes, he shut up and didn't speak, and he didn't look up.

Those who were sitting on the sofa in the living room, and those who were lying on the carpet, all stood up and looked this way.

Being stared at by everyone like this, the man with yellow hair was even more ashamed and annoyed. He gritted his teeth and took back the swearing in his mouth.

As for the others, they looked at each other two by two, and the silent confrontation had already yielded results.

The force value of the small homeowner is quite high, so it's not easy to mess with.

but……

The incident happened suddenly, and Yu Xian's family didn't actually have much in stock, and almost two boxes of mashed potatoes bought temporarily were consumed in the past few days.He counted the remaining boxes and noticed the eyes of other people. They stared closely, as if they were afraid that Yuxian would hide things.

Yu Xian: "There are 49 cups left, in the future——"

This number made eleven people look at him together.

"There are twelve of us, even if we drink one cup a day, we can only eat for four days."

"Is there another glass?" someone asked.

Fang Ni stared at that person: "Of course the seniors eat it. Aren't these 49 cups all from the seniors?"

Seeing the stagnation in the atmosphere, the middle-aged man came out to smooth things over, "One drink per person, the longer the time, the more hope of rescue, isn't it?"

"Everyone, don't worry, city A is so noisy, it won't be left alone."

Xiao Yan straightened his glasses and looked at the man who was huddled in the corner. He was the one who asked aloud who owned the extra cup of mashed potatoes just now—he was not brave enough to swallow more.

interesting.

Since what happened yesterday morning, Yu Xian ignored him when he saw him.No matter whether it was Xiao Yan who picked on him, or whether Xiao Yan handed him things to flatter him secretly, when Yu Xian saw him, it was as if he had seen a cloud of air, and he was still very ugly.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, don't think he didn't notice, every time Yu Xian passed by him, the degree of disgust visible to the naked eye was simply outrageous.

They simply boiled hot water, then poured it into a cup, and drank it as a stomach pad. After all... Xie Qing looked at the boxes of ready-to-eat food in the kitchen, and there was not much food left.

And the monster at the door still refused to leave.

Holding a cup of hot water, Yu Xian drank several sips in a row before swallowing the surging hunger in his stomach.

He stayed quietly at the door of the room, looking at the busy people over there who couldn't help complaining that there was no food tonight, with a dull expression.

A white transparent hand suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a dark bar of chocolate in it.

Xiao Nansheng said, "Here you are, little landlord."

Yu Xian pushed the food back and said calmly, "Eat it yourself."

Xiao Nansheng was not annoyed, "Take it as a gift of thanks for taking us in."

He stuffed the thing into Yu Xian's hand, and when he withdrew his hand, he couldn't help rubbing it in his pocket, feeling the hot and humid breath.

His eyes flicked over the wall of Yu Xian's white misty cup, and his lips landed on it.

I really want to pick it up.

Xiao Nansheng paused for his own eccentricity to flare up again.

Yu Xian thought he wanted to drink water, so he took a sip of the steaming water, "Fang Yu is pouring water, you can go to him."

Thinking of Fang Ni's clinginess, and the way he kept his gun and stick in his mouth when he spoke, Yu Xian left the place and put away the cup that Fang Ni had specially marked for himself, and went back to the bedroom to close the door, all done in one go.

The system felt weird: [Are you afraid of him? 】

Yu Xian was startled, but didn't explain anything, "No."

The chocolate in his hand was a little soft, Yu Xian hesitated a few times, tore open the package, and licked lightly on it.

It's been a long time since I tasted the mellow taste of chocolate.

Yu Xian was like a proud cat being stroked. Although he still had no expression on his face, as long as people had eyes, they would be able to tell that he was in a happy mood at this time.

The black chocolate melts between the lips and teeth, and the mellow and sweet feeling spreads from the tip of the tongue, and when it reaches the stomach, it is like eating warm lemon soup.

Yu Xian glanced at the packaging, it was lemon flavored.

The fly in the ointment was that it stained its mouth black, Yu Xian licked his snow-white fangs expressionlessly, and wiped his mouth with a piece of paper.

Unaware that all his performance just now fell into a pair of pure black and flawless eyes.

The red tip of the tongue aroused a burning appetite.

Under the bed, four wet prints dry gently, and finally evaporate with the temperature.

At night, Yu Xian finished washing and locked the bedroom door.

For some reason, at night, he always felt that someone was staring at him in the bedroom.

After thinking about it, Yu Xian took out the paintbrush and looked at the introduction carefully.

Just when the system thought he would not try, Yu Xian asked: "Can the chance of transforming creations into real objects be upgraded?"

The system said: [Yes, but the higher the probability, the greater the probability that the original owner will appear. 】

【Do you really... want those two people to appear? 】

One is a mad dog who only knows how to bite people when it starts to go crazy, and is usually smiling, and the other is an evil ghost who was gentle before but uncertain after being killed.

Don't think that one of them will let you go, and you can coexist peacefully after meeting again.

How could Yu Xian fail to understand the reason for this.

He picked up the paintbrush, pulled out a piece of paper from the shelf in the bedroom, and drew on it lightly, as gently as if he was treating his own child.

Seeing what was painted on it, the system smiled lowly: [It turns out that the poor prince needs a dragon that can guard the castle. 】

Are you afraid of being kidnapped?treasure.

When painting, the invisible chest was pressed tightly against Yu Xian's back, the cold hair fell on his forehead, and the cold hand held Yu Xian's hand holding the paintbrush, making Yu Xian tremble with cold.

The nihilistic spirit body holding him in his arms smiled lightly.

Suddenly, the description of this brush ran through the brain: there is a certain chance to summon the original owner during the painting process.

If it's only to this extent, Yu Xian can accept it by letting go of his tightly biting lips.

Still trembling down the back, when Yu Xian painted the last stroke, the strength in his body disappeared instantly, and the system immediately made a judgment.

The pinkness on his face slowly disappeared.

[Judging—Ding, the judgment is successful! 】

[The thing in the painting—the hidden messenger in the sun—automatically extract the dungeon as the content—successful extraction—"Hound Dog". 】

[Attack power - B level (weakened, and cannot exceed the brush level)]

[Congratulations, Mr. Yu, your creation has come true. 】

Yu Xian was keenly aware that something was wrong, "Automatically extract the dungeon as the content?"

System explanation: [Yes, to make this type of creation come true, it must have a soul. 】

【I just don’t know whether what you have drawn is the incarnation of a sacred object or a demon that is raging in the world. 】

Underneath the armor in the painting, in the dark shadows, something seemed to be laughing.

[I forgot to remind you that since the skill is released, it must be used. 】

Yu Xian had no choice but to stick it on the inside of the door.

On the snow-white page, there is only a picture of a pair of armor, and there seems to be a gaze staring at it.

And under Yu Xian's bed, there were no new wet footprints.

The breath of "Hound Dog" disappeared.

The four people in the basement felt at the same time that something was unexpected.

The battery of the mobile phone is running out, and Yuxian doesn't have a power bank, so he can only let it shut down by itself and never turn on again.

He didn't want to fall asleep, but he couldn't hold on, so he fell into the soft bed in a daze, and fell into a sweet dream.

Before falling asleep, Yu Xian saw that there seemed to be a light flickering on the dark door.

Lighting tools are used to save electricity as much as possible. Where does the light come from?

It was very quiet in the basement.

There was a constant sound of clicking, clicking, like the sound of a woman lifting her skirt and the heavy heels falling on the wooden board.

The armor in the painting moved, raised its head, a pair of dark vertical pupils reflected light, and it came out silently.

The painting becomes empty.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I haven't slept well. I always heard someone knocking on the door, Fang Ni opened the door of the utility room, and yawned lazily.

He was kicked violently in the face.

He felt the pain, and raised his head angrily.

A pair of shoes were swinging back and forth in front of Fang Yan.

Fang Ni's drowsiness dissipated suddenly, it was a pair of human legs.

Someone hanged at his door.