Chang Feng knew they were looking for him. However, he did not want to know why they were looking for him, let alone for them.

He was tired of everyone coming to him and telling him that he had to take on certain responsibilities, that he had to make certain sacrifices, that he had to use his body to defend others.

He thinks it's enough. He brought them an army of beasts, and now, it is peaceful and prosperous. They were also worried that Lu Xiao would secretly use the blood of the wolf spirit to reseal the beast clan.

Well, now, they don't have to worry about it either. Chang Nian died, this was a one-and-done method for them, and he even had to suspect that Li Yi had made up his mind to kill Chang Nian in the first place.

After all, for Li Yi, the interests of the human race always come first. The Three Realms are now bound together, and if the beasts suffer, the human race will also suffer.

He couldn't say that Li Yi was wrong. He was still a little considerate of him, and it must not be easy to hand over this matter to Li Yi.

If it was in the past, he would probably have the same choice as Li Yi. He's just cowardly. Since falling in love with Lin Xiang, he has begun to become cowardly, and he will suffer from gains and losses.

He doesn't blame him, he just doesn't want to face him. If he shook hands with Li Yi and said goodbye, then he would be sorry for Chang Nian and Lin Xiang.

After all, he lived up to her expectations. He didn't even protect their children. Who else do they expect him to protect?

His heart ached, and he subconsciously raised his hand and pressed it to his chest, holding the bottle with the other hand, and poured the last liquid into his throat.

The spicy corrosive sensation will run from the tongue all the way to the stomach, and there is only this momentary stimulation, he will not get drunk, and the super metabolism of the self-healing gene will make the alcohol dissipate from the body at once. He could only pretend he was drunk. No more thirst for the world.

"How much have you drunk?" In the alley, a woman who walked out of the back door of the bar looked at Chang Feng sideways and said, "It's not that I watched you drink it, I thought it was all wine bottles hoarded in the bar." ”

She leaned her back against the humble iron door, a pair of fair and slender legs exposed under her close-fitting miniskirt, one hand casually crossed her waist, and a half-burned cigarette between the other fingers.

Chang Feng glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, ignoring her, he leaned back on the other side of the alley, threw the empty wine bottle in his hand into the pile of wine bottles next to him, and lifted the last bottle from the ground and lifted the cap with his thumb.

The woman whistled as if she had seen some wonderful performance: "This is a good hand." Superman, or Orc?"

Chang Feng looked at her again, the neon sign above the alley flashed with colorful light, and her face with broken makeup flickered brightly and darkly. He replied, "What's your business?"

She shifted her weight from her left foot to her right foot and exhaled a puff of smoke: "Just ask." A person is bored. You're also alone?"

He got up from the ground, walked up to her, and handed her the bottle in his hand.

The corners of her mouth lifted, she lowered her eyes to look at the bottle, took a sip, and then brought the cigarette in her hand to his lips.

He grabbed her cigarette and didn't take his eyes off hers. Under the dirty eyeline, her eyes were large and insightful.

She fanned the air between them with her hand, "I doubt you climbed up from the barrel. ”

He reached out to cover the bottom half of her face, revealing only her eyes: "Don't speak." ”

"You're so tall, it's hard to train this muscle, isn't it?" the woman took a step forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. "What are you looking at?"

"Look at me in your eyes. ”

"Do I have good eyes?"

"Good looking. He lowered his voice softly.

Her eyes bent into two crescent moons: "I look good elsewhere too." ”

He threw the cigarette away, hugged her waist and kissed her.

The iron door next to it was pushed open, and someone stumbled out and vomited not far behind them.

The half-smoked cigarette that went out finally emitted a faint smoke.

He took the woman to a tin house in the suburbs with a lock on the door. He pulled the lock off with a flick.

There is a small attic in the middle of the house, and the first floor is stacked with old electrical debris, an old-fashioned television, a double-barrel washing machine with a faded case, a computer keyboard with missing individual buttons, and a huge computer mainframe. There is a bed on the second floor with a messy bed.

"How did you find this place?" asked the woman as she took off his pullover T-shirt from his head and collapsed on the bed.

He didn't explain to her that it was just a temporary place to stay. If he loses his mind, he has no home.

He closed his eyes, lost in her body. Such nights are relatively easy to pass, and he does not dream. The nights are also shorter than usual.

When the first rays of dawn penetrated through the skylight, Chang Feng woke up, long before Ah Lan arrived. But he closed his eyes and continued to lie motionless.

She stood at the end of the bed, looking straight at him and the woman on the bed with a calm face. She didn't know how long she had been standing, but she finally couldn't help but pick up a broken lamp piled up in the corner and throw it at them.

Chang Feng sat up and swept it with his arm, the table lamp was swept to the wall, and it hit the double-layered thickened iron sheet.

The woman heard the sound, rubbed her eyes, looked at Ah Lan with an angry face, and said, "This is your wife, so fierce." ”

Chang Feng said: "She is not. ”

The woman covered her mouth and yawned, pulling at her messy hair, a blue shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and a huge feather was attached to her chin, and she felt a cool spot on the skin at the tip of her chin, which made her shiver involuntarily.

She raised her head slightly, avoiding the sharp feather like a knife, and said in a trembling voice, "I'll go ...... at once."

The woman rolled out of bed, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and put them on her body, and before she was fully dressed, she carried two stiletto heels, climbed barefoot down the attic and rushed out of the door.

Ah Lan put away the feather sword, and the anger in her stomach still poured out nowhere. This woman has a pair of eyes that resemble Lin Xiang, but that is not her.

Chang Feng looked at Ah Lan as if he didn't exist, lifted the quilt covering his lower body, found the pants that he threw aside last night, and put them on casually.

Lan turned her back to him abruptly, his naked body making her face red, and a sour feeling of grievance hit her nose.

When she heard him walking towards her, she cautiously looked sideways to confirm that he was already dressed, and then turned back: "Are you worthy of Sister Lin Xiang and Xiao Nian?"

In the face of her slashing questioning, he said lightly: "What does it have to do with you, why do you like me so much?"

Lan tried her best to resist the urge to hit him.

After leaving Yanyun Mountain, they traveled to several places, he suddenly disappeared last night, she was anxious to look for him everywhere, one by one to run over the places they had stayed in the past few days, and finally found him at dawn, but he had such a face.

"You know better than I that Lu Xiao is not dead, he will come to deal with you!" she shouted.

"Are you? You're afraid he's going to kill me, why do you care so much about me?"

There was a ruffian in his tone that made her sound harsh. She opened her mouth to speak, but she was caught in his arms and gagged by his lips.

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