Passing through many towns along the way, the little platypus couldn't keep up with the speed of its feet, and was thrown out of the way several times, desperately chasing after it.

How long will it take?

People are forced out, and neither are the little platypus.

The little platypus plucked up his courage, rushed up, hugged the man's calf tightly and did not let go of his claws, and as the footsteps lifted and fell, the little buttocks flicked and flicked, and the little platypus was thrown out several times, so he had to turn half of his body, hook his tail to the man's ankle, and slid on his upper, sobbing and following.

The summer was hot, the sun was big and fierce, and at noon, the road was almost empty. The little platypus's little head dangled with the man's movements, and it was difficult to understand why he had to walk on foot instead of riding in a carriage. After a long field path, in the afternoon, I saw people again.

The man paused and waited outside the city for a long time.

The little platypus looked up, and sure enough, there was a bustling human voice in his ears again. In the past few days, it has been like this, and when the footsteps of the great king stopped, eighty percent of them went to a crowded place.

The little platypus got down from him alertly, took a few steps back with its claws, stretched out its head to see that it was a little familiar, it had already passed You'an City, and arrived at the small city outside Fengyao Mountain.

The little platypus looked up at the man pleadingly, begging him to wake up and take a look, begging him to wake up and say something, maybe he wouldn't be so scared.

Whenever this happens, the man's expression becomes strange and eerie, and he walks extremely slowly, weaving through the crowd. With tears in his eyes, the little platypus clutched its clawtoed nails in fear. It was really afraid that the lid of the great king's pot would not be able to cover it, and it might burst open at any time, and he was sometimes calm, sometimes numb, and sometimes intense. What it likes the most, and what it feels safe, is when it is walking in the wilderness, when the man's emotions are insensitive, lifeless, and he only knows how to move forward.

As he walked, he would suddenly go berserk, sit on his knees, bury his head and inhale quietly. At first, the little guy thought that the great king was tired of walking, and that he had hugged the man for too long, and his arm was sore, and he repeatedly walked with him carefully, and the man lay on the ground, and took advantage of this short time to approach him, and it rubbed his face with tears.

He looked ...... It seems like never waking up again.

What does it do?

What about the Great King?

How could it suddenly be like this...... He had just put it on the table and taught it to be lazy and eat too much.

The man suddenly picked the man up from the ground, the little platypus retreated in shock, the man closed his eyes and bit his lips, then peeled off his clothes, □□ on his chest, without any eroticism, he was like a wild dog, licking desperately on his injured parts, holding his back with one hand, and continuously instilling true qi into his body, the man's body was empty, his meridians had long been familiar with his violation, and the true qi was swimming in his limbs and bones, trying to find the faint true qi that was familiar, no ...... Nothing!

The little platypus lowered its head and covered its eyes with tears in its eyes, it hadn't eaten a full meal in days, but it didn't feel hungry at all, and the vague guess almost crushed it.

It took a long time for the man to raise his head, and his expression had regained numbness.

The men on the ground were half-clothed, and their bodies were covered with men's fluid. In the past few days, he couldn't help but wantonly torture and humiliate this body, kissing and kissing, biting and pinching, his body was bruised and purple, and there was hardly a piece of good skin, even on his neck. He still helped him wash and bathe every day, and then repeatedly branded his traces on his clean body, and the young man's body was stained with sperm spots and saliva.

He is his, alive and dead.

The little platypus circled around the ground in a sad circle, the man closed his clothes, fastened the belt of his coat, and folded the collar neatly, the man looked at it for a while, pulled open a small piece of clothing, revealed the traces inside, and picked the person up again, his back was outward, his face and chest were blocked inside, and a layer of outer clothes was put on it, and the people outside looked tightly wrapped, but as long as he wanted, as long as he lowered his head and opened the corner of his clothes, he could see the boundless □□.

What frightened it the most was the eerie calm, the fierceness of which showed that he also knew about suppression.

The little platypus was very busy while guarding against being stepped on by others and not being thrown off by the great king.

Fortunately, the man walked very slowly, and he walked down the street, quietly looking around.

He was a little nervous and kept looking at others and then looking at himself. Passers-by, or relatives or friends, laughing and laughing, the man seems to be deliberately comparing in general, comparing the smiles of others, comparing the vividness of the people around others, and then seeing that the person in his arms does not move and does not make a sound, he feels more and more uncomfortable, but he can't stop, the masochistic comparison, even if he loses every time.

When was it ever ......

He is the same as them, and he is happier and happier than all of them.

Walking through the long streets and alleys bustling with people, to the edge of the city, and the large green farmland in front of him, a crack finally appeared in the man's calm expression.

Back then, he took him and fled all the way from Fengyao Mountain to here, this was the first time he took him to contact the countryside and towns, he was a little nervous and cowardly, and rejected these places with many people.

He stood on the empty ground, staring into the distance in distraction, as if he saw two figures.

The young man led the little child covered in blood, and when he learned that he had killed someone, he did not accuse him of being afraid of him, but stood by his side as a protector and pulled him out of Fengyao Mountain. The boy held the young man's hand tightly, and was reluctant to let go for a moment, and the man took advantage of the darkness of the night, and he put on his coat, and the two of them sneaked into the small town.

The kid seemed to be thinking about something, he was thinking about his true childhood, the younger kid with a hairy face and brown spots, and everyone thought of him as an ominous demon. The younger child was dressed in tatters, pitifully watching other children being kissed and hugged, with a deep envy and grievance in his eyes.

He plucked the hair off his face, his face was covered in blood, and he wanted to become a little more normal, a little more likable, but in exchange for a heavier scolding.

Why is he the only one living so painfully?

The figure of the youngest child disappeared, and the child looked up at the young man, and the strange color under his eyes receded.

Then...... That person was by his side, and this person of his was better than everyone else.

The young man leaned over and coaxed in the child's ear: "We are out of Fengyao Mountain, I will take you to a lot of fun places and buy a lot of delicious things, do you want to go?"

The child looked at him in the dark of night, "What about you?"

The young man smiled: "Of course I will accompany you, I will take you there." ”

The man's eyes were red, and he withdrew his gaze and looked down at the silent man.

You lied.

You said that you wanted to go back to Fengyao Mountain, to see the place where we first met, you said that we walked through the cultivation realm together, to see the world, green mountains and green waters, splendid rivers, you promised me such a moving vision, I am so happy to think about it......

You've broken your promise.

The man was stunned for a moment, looking at the laughter not far away, and a little confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

There are a few children chasing after me, more than a dozen women chatting in the shade of the trees, a few old dogs lying together sticking out their tongues to dissipate heat, and a man and a woman on the street return hand in hand, everyone has a smile on their faces.

Why did everyone else have someone to accompany him? Why didn't he?

Only he didn't!

He had always been lonely, and Divine mercy had given him a stove that was so warm that it was so warm that it almost melted him. He was respectful and cared for the little stove, he was in the ice and snow, his hands and feet were frozen to stiffness, the small stove warmed his hands, he looked at the jumping flames, warmed his heart.

But it didn't take long for it to be snatched away by someone, and it was smashed under his nose.

He felt so cold...... It's colder than before it was warmed.

Odd...... Everyone has the most ordinary and common true feelings in the world, why doesn't he have it?

Only he didn't!

The blue sky turned gray and gray, and the men's faces became more and more ugly, and several young men and women on the street looked at the sky and walked quickly to their homes. The children who were running and playing did not want to go home, so the woman under the tree lifted the bench and said, "It's going to rain." ”

The man stood between the dark heaven and the earth, holding people with one hand, freeing one hand, grabbing the void, grabbing a young woman casually, the woman screamed and dragged her over from dozens of meters away, her feet brushed the ground, and under the violent friction, a bloody mark was drawn halfway through, and the toes of her feet were bald, which made people creepy.

The woman stopped a meter away from him, blood seeping out of her shoes, she almost fainted, looked at the good-looking man, and asked him tremblingly, "You, what are you doing......

This question makes the man trance, what do you do?

He doesn't do anything, he just doesn't think it's fair. Not a single grass or tree in this world, men, women, and children, one by one, does not let him like it, and even those wild dogs are a hundred times stronger than him! Why does he want to make others happy? Why is he always envious of others?!

Since he's already in hell, let's go down together.

The man tightened his hands in mid-air, the young woman was stuck in the neck, her soft white face began to redden, red to blue and purple, she was struggling to breathe, her legs were kicking wildly, and the stunned man in the distance ran in small steps, too frightened, he stood seven or eight meters away and shouted loudly, "You let go of her!

The man smiled sarcastically, but you came here.

The man in the coarse linen garment was noisy, and the woman and child screamed in surprise, attracting more onlookers. The man grabbed her jaw in the air, and gently staggered to the side, with a crisp bone sound, the woman's eyes bulged, and a line of blood appeared from the corner of her mouth.

The man looked at the corpse on the ground in a daze, the green tendons on his forehead exploded, and he yelled: "Kill someone! Kill someone! You madman! You return my wife! You take Qiu Yun."