Fox spirit's self-cultivation

Seeing this, Amei's smile gradually faded, she lowered her head and finished distributing the snacks before walking to Zheng Xuanli and the others.

Her eyes were slightly red, but she still smiled at Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao: "The two masters are from the big city, so they bought the snacks to show their love to the orphanage. They are really rich. You two masters are here You can come to me on this street, and I can show you the way, one ocean a day, it’s a good deal.”

Zheng Xuanli said: "No need, let's look around by ourselves, and now we want to chat with this priest."

The woman swayed away on her high heels, and twisted her ankle when she reached the door, she let out a ouch, looked down, and said angrily, "What kind of rotten shoes are these? !"

The woman walked away cursing.

Father John glanced at Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao, not concealing his distaste, and said directly in his unfluent Mandarin: "The vulgar ones only take women, they really don't know what's good."

Father Jonathan was a little embarrassed, and reprimanded: "John, don't be so rude, she is just a miserable person who can't help herself. The Lord said that they are our brothers and sisters, and we should help him."

John quickly cursed in English and Spanish for a while, and Jonathan retorted. The two thought they had an encrypted call in the Chinese Concession, but they didn't expect that both Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao understood.

"Jonathan, stop putting your fantasies on this land. Look, the people in this land are as stupid as monkeys, backward and poor. We just need to complete the task. Don't waste your extra sympathy. Throw it to these hopeless yellow-skinned monkeys, they will no longer create civilization like their ancestors, our country is the sun that never sets in this world, they are not even qualified to be our slaves!"

Jonathan frowned: "John, don't think about everything with your superficial knowledge. You have never wanted to understand this land. As long as you listen carefully, you can find that they are just a group of miserable people. The Lord will have mercy on them, and I will do my best. Can save them. There are not only valuable cultural relics on this land, but also various attractive cultures..."

"Jonathan, you are the one who is stupid, don't forget what you are here for, our mission, mission!"

After the two argued for a while, seeing Zheng Xuanli and the others looked increasingly ugly, they finally realized something, and then shut up angrily.

Jonathan first realized that the two of them might understand what they were saying, and quickly made amends: "I had some disagreements with my companion, please don't mind, he is actually a good person."

Zheng Xuanli smiled, and said in a fluent foreign language: "A good person will not be a bad guest in the master's house, nor can he swear so fluently. Mandarin doesn't bother to learn, and he swears so fluently, it seems that there is a lot of swearing behind his back. You are really villainous people with duplicity."

He used a standard British accent. Although Lemuel and Uriel were traitors from heaven and belonged to fugitive angels, whether it was Lucifer or those two angels, they could speak all the languages ​​of that continent.

After Zheng Xuanli was thrown into hell, in the process of becoming their boss, he learned everything that should be learned.

John and Jonathan's expressions changed upon hearing this.

John immediately refuted with disdain: "I'm not wrong, we kindly helped you, but look, what did you do, your officials and rich masters also threw sick refugees into orphanages, and it is very likely that some of them Someone was infected with the Black Death! Our old priest was also infected and had to go back to Daiying for treatment. Your group is indeed hopeless!"

Hearing John's remarks, Kong Lingxiao said angrily: "Your Excellency, did you make a mistake? It wasn't the people in this land who begged you to help. You have to pretend to be good people after entering the door to rob. Why did you come here? Is it not me?" Is it clear?"

Jonathan showed the embarrassment of being exposed for a lie, and at the same time, his eyes flashed thoughts and guards.

John still shouted loudly: "Why did we come here? If we didn't want the Lord's brilliance to favor you, we would never have come to this doomed country! Damn yellow-skinned monkeys, who are so disrespectful to the Lord's believers, you deserve to be poor and backward !"

Even knowing that this was an illusion, Zheng Xuanli still couldn't hold back, and kicked the blatant bastard to the ground until he vomited blood.

Lifting his foot on John's golden head, the strength gradually increased. Zheng Xuanli's voice was cold: "Damn it? Dear John, who do you think deserves to die now?"

"Ahhh-"

John was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and had several teeth missing, and he screamed in horror.

A group of children seemed to be stunned, but what was strange was that they remained motionless in the illusion, just watching Zheng Xuanli violently.

Pairs of pure eyes slowly turned an ominous black.

"Hide and seek, I found you, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, is the game over?"

While stepping on the bastard priest's head, Zheng Xuanli turned his head and waved to the children, smiling.

The children ignored him. They neither interfered with Zheng Xuanli's beating, nor spoke. They just looked at the adults in the yard with strange eyes and a grin.

"It seems that hide-and-seek is not played like this." Zheng Xuanli was not satisfied with the answer, so he simply kicked John away.

John passed out, and Jonathan trembled when he saw it. It took a while for him to react, and he stumbled away to call the patrol room.

Zheng Xuanli threw out the snacks he was carrying, and dragged Kong Lingxiao to run quickly before the patrol room came to pester him again.

Kong Lingxiao, who was being dragged away from the orphanage, looked back.

One by one, the skinny children were scrambling for snacks. At this time, their faces had lost their weird expressions. Although they were thin, they were still as fresh as weeds.

There was hope in their eyes.

After getting the food, it seemed that all the suffering had left them. They ate the biscuits, looked at Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao curiously, and some waved their hands tentatively to say goodbye.

Kong Lingxiao's gaze paused on the child who was stuck in the middle of it. Only the seven or eight-year-old child was grinning. His face was dry, thin and dark and yellow, but the child soaked in suffering was still innocent. He carefully licked it. The biscuit residue in the palm, and even a sesame seed were cherished in the mouth.

There is no missing ear, and there is no burn mark on the face—until now, Kong Lingxiao knew that the child was not born with a disability.

Every child has such pure and sincere eyes in the face of hardship, they are yearning for light, but——

But he fell into the darkness before dawn forever and became a ghost lingering in the world for more than 100 years.

Following Zheng Xuanli and leaving, hiding near the vegetable field behind the orphanage, Kong Lingxiao said dejectedly: "What happened, what will these children look like?"

Zheng Xuanli looked up at the sky. He opened his arms and closed his eyes to blow the evening wind more than 100 years ago. After letting out a long breath, he squatted down and poked Kong Lingxiao's heart: "There is actually no clear boundary between humans and ghosts." .It’s a man or a ghost. Look at it with your heart, and your heart will tell you the answer.”

"Well, big brother, your chest muscles are really elastic." After poking it, Zheng Xuanli's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but move his hands directly.

Kong Lingxiao was thinking about Zheng Xuanli's words, and was caught off guard by a successful sneak attack. Once again, he saw through the gangster nature of his partner, and pushed someone's paw away with a blushing face: "No."

"unless?"

"No unless, no way, no way." Kong Lingxiao turned his face away.

However, the hand was pulled and pressed against the hard and hot chest.

Kong Lingxiao's pupils trembled, and his head was shocked. He saw his partner tear off his clothes heroically, revealing his tattooed arms and shoulders. The man blinked his sharp and beautiful eyes, and gave him a contrived wink: "Come on, let me show you My baby~~tattoo~~ I know, you think! Don't lie to me, ask your heart!"

Then, he saw the opportunity and pressed his hand on the place where Kong Lingxiao had branded his mark.

"Gudong-"

Kong Lingxiao didn't know whether he was frightened or surprised, he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, his eyes fell on Zheng Xuanli's chest, looking at the gorgeous tattoos that spread from his shoulders to his waist and abdomen.

Slowly, his face turned red.

"This is what you said."

Kong Lingxiao kept a straight face, and the next moment he carefully put his hand on Zheng Xuanli's arm, pinched it, patted it again, and tried to rub Zheng Xuanli's jade-colored skin with his fingertips.

"Like a living thing, so amazing." Kong Lingxiao's eyes gradually blurred.

No one knew how shocked he was when he saw this tattoo for the first time.

Kong Lingxiao has read many legends about ancient gods and demons, and has always wanted to witness the power of the real monster race, but there are very few monster races in the end of the Dharma Era, so he can't imagine the posture of the ancient monster beasts at all.

But he met Zheng Xuanli... the tattoo on his body.

The Pixiu tattooed on Zheng Xuan's body is almost indistinguishable from the monster Pixiu in the records. The scales and claws are fully visible, the divine light is stern, and the eyes are closed but it is difficult to hide the ferocity.

This is what a real monster clan should look like.

Kong Lingxiao became more and more focused as he watched. He leaned over and looked at the lines on Zheng Xuanli's skin.

"It really looks like a living thing. It's hard to imagine such a gorgeous demon in the world. Zheng Xuanli, do you know that there was actually a powerful demon god in the demon world many years ago. His real identity is unknown, but someone said, The demon god has the lineage of the beast.

"It's a pity that I have only heard of his existence, and I have no chance to meet the rumored demon god. If there really is a demon god, would his real body be so beautiful?"

"Didn't the demon god fall a long time ago?" Zheng Xuanli checked the imprint on Kong Lingxiao's heart, and found that he couldn't completely erase it by himself. He sighed and wanted to grab his clothes.

Kong Lingxiao quickly pressed his hand, only to hear a hiss, and the young man violently tore Zheng Xuanli's shirt, revealing all his tattoos.

"Let me take another look. I can't see clearly here. If you don't mind, let me get closer."

Zheng Xuanli was stunned: "Huh?"

Before Zheng Xuanli could refuse, Kong Lingxiao had already moved closer, looking at the young man who was almost sitting on his body, Zheng Xuanli was dazed and panicked.

He raised his hand and pushed away the people who were getting closer and closer: "Ling Xiao, didn't you find something wrong?"

"That's right, that's right, that's what I want."

After the words fell, Kong Lingxiao, who was obsessed with tattoo research, had already raised his legs and sat straddling Zheng Xuanli's waist. He raised his hand obsessively to caress the warm skin in his palm, with a fascinated expression on his face.

"This is a monster. I can feel the power of a big monster. The monster clan has fallen, but we can obviously be stronger. The legendary demon god is the strongest existence. He can suppress all monsters, and he can be enshrined by both humans and monsters." The demigod. The demigod will not fall, he must still be alive, somewhere, when the time comes, he will appear again."

Zheng Xuanli gasped, slightly bent his knees and said, "Hiss, don't touch it."

He thought that the little peacock was obsessed with his flesh and body, but it turned out that he just liked tattoos.It's not right to say that he likes tattoos, this kid is clearly studying him as a guinea pig!

From tattoos to monster clan, from monster clan to monster god, I don't know what this kid is thinking about every day.