Chapter 5 Chasing the Dawn
When she saw the green bamboo in the hand of the faltering man, the woman who seemed to be waiting at the door casually knew that something bad had happened.
Although the eyes cannot see, the actions of men should not and cannot be constrained by these shallow senses.
So like this, his steps are always soft and steady.
It was as if he was forever on his lips, as warm as a smile in the morning light.
It is not deliberately maintained, but after endless time, the traces of habit are engraved on this person.
And now, they're all gone.
Mian Xing's skin was already pale, but now it faintly revealed a stiff light blue.
His strange long black and white hair was now barely white, except for a few strands mixed in the blackness, like poor driftwood that could be drowned at any moment in the raging waves.
The man pursed his lips, and the woman knew very well that the two rows of teeth in his mouth were clenching hard, because if he didn't, the corners of his mouth would uncontrollably skim downward, like an angry child, and Mian Xing thought it was stupid.
His wide, thick palms were bruised and bruised, and the knuckles were as hard and white as white marble.
As well as icy cold.
Mian Xing tried very hard to squeeze an ugly smile from his lips, he could have done better, but it was meaningless, the woman had already seen the green bamboo in his hand.
Even the smile at the moment is just an ostrich-like self-deception.
"Why, don't you even have a doorman?"
"Yes. β
"Ever?"
"Dead for many years. β
The woman stretched out her hand and tried in vain to pull the bamboo from Mian Xing's hand.
And then, of course, failed.
"It's my stuff. β
Mian Xing put away his smile, as mentioned before, when this man is not smiling, his excessive majesty always makes people a little afraid.
It's just that the woman with blood jade eyes in front of her is obviously not among them.
"This is the conspiracy of the Eight Meanings Yonglin, the poison that consumes your will. Now - give it to me, Mian Xing. If I'm not mistaken, you're not going to be stronger than I am when you're half asleep. β
"It's -- mine -- thing. β
The man cracked his mouth in anger, even exposing his postmolars and part of his gums, which made him look like a beast.
"Things, no, passes, three, chase the ......"
The woman sighed.
"Stubborn old guy. β
Then a palm struck away the grinning crown Xing.
"Look at you, you're almost completely in a dream, and now I can't even take a single palmβjust this body, my breath can destroy you. β
A pair of slender claws, boneless wings rose behind the man's back, and he was angry as if he were a different person compared to the gentle and unfathomable man before.
Crazy, irritable, dangerous.
But weak.
So the woman called "Cha Xi" easily dragged off the crown in the sky, rode on him and beat him on the head and face, and the momentum was so fierce that it seemed to completely destroy the already ordinary face.
After a few breaths, a lazy and insincere confession of mistake sounded.
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I knew I was wrong...... Don't slap your face again, the bridge of your nose is about to be crooked, I honestly, this body can't help but ......"
"Click"
"Well, it's really crooked now. β
Mian Xing lay on the ground, spreading his hands innocently, as if the angry and irascible guy and the broken bridge of his nose had nothing to do with him.
"That's what I want. β
The woman clapped her hands in satisfaction. Standing up from his belly, he had a beautiful view under his short skirt.
"It's weird. β
Mian Xing reached out and fumbled to pinch his nasal cartilage, sending it back to where it was supposed to be with another creepy "click".
"What's wrong today, I'm such an old-fashioned and boring old monster that I can get two magical encounters...... Wait, you put your legs down, and you have something to say. β
Say. β
The woman's face was cold, and she looked even angrier than when Mian Xing expressed her anger to her.
"Who are those two shameless women?"
β¦β¦ Can I say that one of them is you, who are eyeing me?
"One is you, and the other is Bayi Yonglin. And I have a problem with my wording...... Well, switching to a rigorous 'seeing something that doesn't go against etiquette' should make you less excited. β
The man smiled gently, and unsurprisingly saw that the jade leg that was ready to step on his dog's head was retracted.
"Have you held back too long, Mian Xing. β
The woman stared at the dusty man who had risen from the ground, his hair had already melted back to its original black and white from the moment he spoke, and the ratio of the two colors was the same, impartial.
"I don't remember you being a stereotypical rotten, but on the contrary, isn't someone quite 'enlightened' in this regard?"
ββ¦β¦ But that's still not good. β
Mian Xing lowered his head and coughed lightly, in this regard, the old monster didn't seem to have any force field and confidence to refute the woman.
"And that's all a mistake made when the spirit is not opened, you know, in the Celestial Empire, all monsters are mostly turned into ghosts, and the beasts have an estrus period......"
"Oh, so you mean that His Highness Mian Xing's willpower has been killed by the 'brute's estrus period', and more than once, right?"
ββ¦β¦ I can't say that, I was not enlightened at the time, and that beast was not to be confused with the 'me' I am now. β
The old monster's expression was so serious that he touched his nose as if to make sure that the cartilage was healing as perfect as he had imagined.
"At that time, the individual was nothing more than a beast with only the 'id', and until I attained the 'superego' and created the present 'self' in the collision of the two, I cannot be blamed for those things. β
I don't carry this pot, chase the light, and don't carry it in the next.
The woman stood with her arms in her arms, raised her eyebrows slightly, and did not continue to argue with Mian Xing, who was arguing with strong words. Standing in front of Mian Xing, she could almost smell the cold dead breath on the man's body...... The breath that was diametrically opposed to her made her a little uncomfortable.
"Okay, I'm still blocking you out of the door and drinking with you, not because I want to get some fresh air on a whim, or because I waste my time discussing the Tao with you, or seeking the Dharma, or discussing philosophical theories...... Let me ask you again, will you lose the bamboo in your hand?"
Mian Xing was silent for a while, he lowered his head, as if making a "look" movement, and then shook his head slowly but resolutely.
ββ¦β¦ No, chases, no. β
"Death without repentance?"
"No way. β
Mian Xing showed a warm, soft, but helplessly sad smile.
"How do you want a father to refuse the first and only gift his daughter has given him?"
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No spoilers.
You can guess.
I won't tell you if you guess right (laughs).
I almost forgot.
Today's update is so late because my cousin got married today.
The girlfriend who started talking in high school has been going on for eight years, and she has achieved positive results.
That's right, I'm just going to hurt you single dogs (laughs)