Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

Wang Xiaoming, who knew that Lucifer hadn't left, was struggling for the last time.

However, it was the Queen Mother who was able to move freely who answered Wang Xiaoming this time: "That can't be eaten either."

"The baby is not happy." Wang Xiaoming pouted sullenly and whispered behind the Queen Mother, "You don't like the baby anymore!"

Although Lucifer ruthlessly rejected Wang Xiaoming's proposal during the day, that night, when Wang Xiaoming returned to his room after dinner, he still saw a small piece of cake on his table with a burning stick sticking out of it. candles.

Wang Xiaoming cheered and ran to the side of the cake, closed his eyes and made a wish: "Baby, I hope that my brother will buy me a cake every birthday in the future."

And then blow out the candles and eat the cake.

In the evening, when Lucifer came to cover Wang Xiaoming, who loved to kick the quilt, he saw a small half cake and a note on the table.

【Brother, remember to eat the cake.Wang Xiaoming stayed]

Although he doesn't like sweets, thinking that this is what Wang Xiaoming left for himself, Lucifer finally ate the leftover strawberry cake—in fact, it was only one bite. Originally, Lucifer only bought a small cake for Wang Xiaoming. piece.

[I won’t buy it for you if there are any leftovers. 】

Wang Xiaoming, who got up the next day and saw the note, put the note into a small iron box with a smile.

"I'll go!" More than ten days later, Wang Xiaoming, who finally managed to complete all the exercises required by Lucifer without spending a bottle of stamina potion, said happily, lying on the tiles in the living room of Lucifer's villa, "Suddenly feel that there is nothing in this world that can stump me!"

"Really?" Lucifer sat on the sofa and said indifferently, "How about we do another set?"

"A group of what?" Wang Xiaoming asked casually first, and then immediately refused, "No matter what it is, I don't want to do it, the male god please let me go!"

Faced with Wang Xiaoming's resignation, Lucifer chuckled, then got up and walked to his side: "Close your eyes."

"Why?" Wang Xiaoming asked curiously while obediently closing his eyes.

"Take out a copy of the memory." Lucifer squatted down, blocking the direct light on Wang Xiaoming's face, and said softly, "It will hurt a little, bear with it."

"En." After Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, he felt Lucifer's cool fingers pressing on his temple, took a deep breath, and bit his lips to prevent himself from screaming.

"Okay." Two seconds later, Lucifer said.

"Isn't it very painful?" Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes and sat up, "Physical examination is more painful than drawing blood."

"En." Lucifer responded casually, and put the solid piece in his hand, which was too small to be seen by the naked eye, into a glass bottle.

"This bottle looks familiar." Wang Xiaoming looked curiously at the empty glass bottle in Lucifer's hand, "Don't tell me that you put my soul into the bottle you usually put the potion in!"

"It's just the same batch of bottles." Lucifer said casually, and then put the bottle into the space.

"By the way, how many memories have you extracted from me? Why is it so small?" In fact, if he hadn't heard the sound of solid objects colliding with glass, Wang Xiaoming would not have believed that Lucifer had really extracted a memory from his body.

"It's not too young. If calculated according to the density of normal soul power, it should look like thirteen or fourteen years old."

"Is it okay to take so much?! I won't become stupid again, right?" Wang Xiaoming stared at the fact that his IQ had dropped a bit after only being extracted the soul power equivalent to a four-year-old child. Eyes, looking at Lucifer in disbelief, "With 18 years of memory, you don't need so much soul power?!"

"As an ordinary person, what do you think your soul has left besides memory?" Lucifer asked Wang Xiaoming back.

"En? What's the relationship between soul and memory?" Wang Xiaoming asked back in surprise, "Besides, besides memory, shouldn't a human being also have emotions, instincts, and three views?"

"Without memory, where do you get your three views and feelings." Lucifer stretched out his hand and pulled the person lying on the ground up, "The memory has been taken out, and there is no need to do exercise afterwards."

"Really?" As soon as Lucifer said the second half of the sentence, Wang Xiaoming's focus was immediately shifted, "I can finally enjoy my summer vacation at home?" During this time, Wang Xiaoming was taken out of the house by Lucifer to do exercises every day at dawn, and he did not put him back until dinner at night.This isn't the summer vacation he wanted for his senior year at all, okay? !

"Of course." Lucifer nodded and told him a few words, "If you want to leave the community, please notify me in advance."

"En, no problem." Wang Xiaoming, who already knew that he was Mei's main target, nodded obediently.He is not a boy with a second-class disease, nor is he a white lotus flower of the Holy Mother. How could he sneak away to die when he knew that he was in danger.

After sending off Wang Xiaoming who was about to go back to enjoy life, Lucifer turned around and went to find Feng Menghan, and went to the parallel plane with him to pick up people.

"Brother, who is this person?" Although it was already midnight when Lucifer found Wang Xiaoming again after he merged with his other self, Wang Xiaoming, who was awakened in his deep sleep, didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He just frowned slightly, looking at Feng Menghan who was following Lucifer.

"This is my friend." Lucifer didn't explain Feng Menghan's background, but asked Wang Xiaoming with a smile, "Do you want to hang out with me?"

"Huh? Now?" Wang Xiaoming turned his head and glanced at the bedroom window, only to find that it was still pitch black outside.

"Well, now." Lucifer nodded.

"Wait for me to change your clothes." Although Wang Xiaoming felt strange, he didn't ask any more questions. He just lifted the quilt and prepared to get up.

But before Wang Xiaoming left the bed, Lucifer shot first and knocked him out.

"People obviously slept well, so it's so convenient to just pack it up and take it away." Feng Menghan saw Lucifer busy over there to exchange souls, retrieve memories, etc., and said curiously and bored, "What kind of memories are you still able to live?" Hundreds of millions of years of people, who cares about such trivial things."

At this time, Lucifer, who was extracting Wang Xiaoming's memory, suddenly showed a gentle smile, but Feng Menghan, who was standing behind Lucifer, did not see this scene.