canary in cage

Walking into an alley, where you can hardly see your fingers, Cecil unconsciously tightened Philip's hand.

The night is Fili's paradise, he loves the night, he wants to live in the night forever, so that no one will hate him.

Feili took out the gemstone from his waist, and shook it vigorously twice in the air. After a while, the gemstone glowed green.

Cecil was a little surprised. He had seen this kind of gemstone in the hands of a nobleman. There were no more than three such gemstones in the entire West Asia continent. Why did Philip have it in his hand.

Cecil didn't dare to ask any more questions. Now he only felt that Feili was hiding a lot of things from him. He wanted to take his hand out of Feili's hands, but Feili was like grasping at straws. I can't wait to take my hands off.

"Is sister afraid?" Fili's voice echoed in the deep alley.

"Have you arrived at your home?" Cecil didn't answer what Fei Li said, and now everything has changed beyond his plan.

"Then sister, let me sing for you."

There was a silver light in Fei Li's eyes, and the corners of his chapped lips raised again. The ethereal and strange voice seemed to be scratching on the glass, and it was the chant of a demon in the dark alley.

"Baby, baby is lost."

"Baby, baby is looking for mother."

Cecil's head went numb for a while, and he forgot his current identity for a while, and stopped immediately: "Shut up! Stop singing!".

Feili's voice stopped abruptly, Cehir only felt that the force in his hand was loosened, and Feili disappeared.

Now he was the only one left in the alley.

"Baby, baby is lost."

"Baby, baby is looking for mother."

"The doll's mother is missing."

"Mom turned out to be on her back."

The voice seemed to come from the top of his head. Cecil opened his eyes wide and looked around, but he couldn't see any light. Suddenly, a chill rushed into his throat.

"You are all one type of people, you are all hypocritical monsters!"

"Why! Why does no one like me!"

"I want your intestines to hang all over the West Asian continent, and I am your god!"

The sharp voice exploded from Cehir's ears in an instant, and he took two steps back with an unsteady foot. Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his waist, and his consciousness gradually disappeared along with those strange and terrifying eyes.

Fili looked at Cecil's horrified eyes, and the corners of his chapped mouth were bloodshot in several places. Fili then threw the syringe to the ground, and the disgust in his eyes became more permeable in the darkness.

"You bunch of rubbish, monsters! You all look down on me, I'll kill you all!" Philip's eerie voice echoed in the alley.

Feili looked around, and finally returned to Cecil who was lying on the ground. This woman was extremely beautiful, and Feili had never seen such a beautiful person.

For a moment, the desire in his heart rushed to the peak, Feili was drooling, and his two pupils were full of the desire to wipe Cecil clean.

Fei Li squatted down, looking at such a clean and white person, he couldn't help feeling a little pity, wiped his hands on the clothes twice, and then tremblingly touched Cehir's body.

"I've endured it for a long time." Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, Fili's hands froze, and he turned around quickly.

Isri was dressed in a thin deacon outfit, standing elegantly and yet noblely behind Fei Li, with his back to the amber-colored pupils shining with silver light in the dark night, as if he was a demon descending from the sky.

Feili looked at Isri, the outline of Isri was outlined by the huge moon in front of him, the noble deacon uniform was not stained with a speck of dust, and his hair was neatly tidied and hung behind his ears.

"I can't let you meet the young master anymore." Isri made a gentleman's salute slightly in front of him.

If you look closely, Isri's gaze has never been on Feili. Now Feili is also angry, regardless of how many heads Isri is taller than him, he actually takes out another syringe from his pocket and points it at Yisili. Sri ran over.

Isri was still calm and unhurried, the smile on his face was gone, his figure was even more elegant and gorgeous, and he avoided Philip's brute strength by turning around deftly.

Fili's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, made a creaking sound, and tightened the syringe tightly in his hand, ready to attack Isri again.

Isri glanced at Cecil who was lying on the ground, stepped forward quickly, took off his coat and put it on Cecil.

The young master was completely cold, Yisli frowned, and the only trace of playfulness in his eyes disappeared. When Feili rushed up again, Yisri did not lose strength in his legs, and he kicked Feili's body with all his strength. on the stomach.

How could Philip, who was still a child, be subjected to such a great force, his back hit the wall heavily, he twitched for a few seconds and then passed out.

Isri held Cecil in his arms, held Philip's collar with one hand, and dragged him to the ground like this.

When walking through the alley before, the mad dog was still alive, its eyeballs were squeezed out and hung on its face, and several of its teeth were smashed into pieces. When it saw Isri coming, it was ready to go forward viciously intimidate.

Isri stood where he was, with a more gloomy and terrifying expression on his face. He turned his head to look at the mad dog. He remembered that it was this mad dog that scared the young master.

If it weren't for his own hands now, the mad dog would have died long ago.

Mad Dog and Isri looked at each other, but after watching for a few seconds, Mad Dog was suddenly frightened by Isri, howled quickly, and limped into the depths of the alley.

When he returned to the mansion, Isri threw Feili outside, and he carried Cehir into the bathroom. When he felt that the cleaning was almost done, he slowly stuffed Cehir, whose body was warming up, into the bed. inside.

After everything was packed for Cecil, Isri coldly picked up Philip outside and walked to the cellar.

Fili was awakened by a tingling pain. When he opened his eyes, there was only a torch that was still shining slightly in the distance, and he was locked in an extremely small cage.

In front of him was the person who knocked him out. Fili was a little scared and hid back. The young girl could still intimidate her, but she didn't dare to act rashly with the person in front of her.

Isri was playing with the green gemstone on Fei Li's waist in his hand, his eyes were full of disdain.

"I can give you whatever you want." Fili was ready to curry favor with Isri, after all, human beings are monsters with eyes open to money.

Listening to Feili's words, Isri got up and squatted outside the cage, his voice seemed hypnotic: "Really?"

"Yes!" Philip nodded excitedly: "Let me go, I'll give you everything!"

Isri tilted his head, his amber eyes twinkled by the candlelight, and chuckled lightly: "Okay, give me your right hand."

Feili didn't understand what Toisri meant, and handed over his right hand in a daze.