Seeing Chang Zhaowen's face like ashes, the emptiness almost collapsed, and fear and despair instantly engulfed him like a tsunami......

The muscles of Kongkong's whole body stiffened and began to tremble violently uncontrollably, his legs as heavy as lead could barely bear the weight of his body, his legs fell to the ground with both knees, and he fell heavily in front of the face of Chang Zhaowen, who had been flattened, tears of regret burst out of his eyes, and they continued to drip on the back of his hand propped up on the pile of debris, extremely hot.

"I'm such an idiot...... "Sora was frustrated, why couldn't he use his brain before doing things?

The first time we met, he earned Chang Zhaowen's guide fee, and then Chang Zhaowen was the first to try out the value of the knife he made himself, the first time he ate the delicious food Chang Zhaowen made and subverted the previous cognitive feelings, and later, in the sensory enjoyment brought by food, he slowly found his own heart, and gradually learned to accept his half-demon identity, and slowly found his own life in human society......

Just when he thought that the future would continue to develop in a better direction and was about to usher in a new life, everything came to an abrupt end, and he was cut off by his own hands, and it was he who killed Chang Zhaowen!

Just when a variety of negative emotions such as self-blame, pain, and chagrin were about to crush Kongkong, Kongkong suddenly realized that this "corpse" of Chang Zhaowen seemed to be a little different—why only a head?

What about Chang Zhaowen's body?!

Even if that pile of things just now could bury a person in an instant, it wouldn't crush his body out of thin air, right?

Even if the body is overwhelmed and directly crushed into slag by external forces, then you should be able to see blood at the scene, right? I know with my toes how bloody and tragic it would be if that kind of thing really happened! But this scene was so clean that not even a drop of blood could be seen.

Kongkong rubbed his eyes, yes, there was only a face in front of him, a flattened, death-white face.

He fanned his nose lightly, sniffing carefully the smell in the air, the smell of various ingredients on the scene was different, strong and messy, especially a large number of spices that emitted a pungent smell, which seriously interfered with Kongkong's originally sensitive sense of smell.

Summoning up his courage, he slowly probed his fingers, which were still trembling slightly, to the lifeless face, 10 cm, 5 cm, 3 cm...... At the moment when the fingertips were about to touch, the face on the ground suddenly jumped up, with a whistling sound that broke the air, and rushed directly towards the empty face, and a pair of gray and white wings spread out behind Chang Zhaowen's face.

"Fool, help......" The sarcastic shrill cry was heard in the air.

"Bastard!" he raised his claws, he didn't even have time to think, the instinct to perceive danger drove him to attack directly, and it was a claw on the strange bird with a long face in the air.

The strange bird's reaction was also unusually fast, almost at the moment when the air raised its claws, it turned sharply in the air, avoiding the air with an astonishing blow! But the grasp of the air just now was not an ordinary physical attack, it contained a large amount of demonic energy, although the strange bird avoided the frontal attack, but was still hit by the demonic energy, his body was overturned by a powerful invisible force, and hit the ceiling with a "bang", and seven or eight feathers also fell.

"Fool, help......" The rag screamed again as he pulled his throat.

Empty and gloomy, what is the matter with this strange bird? Is this also the ingredient he bought? Does he remember that his magic pattern bag still contains living creatures, and what about Chang Zhaowen? Could it be that this strange bird killed him and disguised himself as Chang Zhaowen to deceive himself?

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt about the rag, and his right hand, which was hanging low at his side, clenched his fist tightly, and the strong demonic qi swirled around his arm like a whirlpool at high speed, and the power of destruction was also quietly gathering.

Empty didn't notice that after the rag suddenly flew up, there was an inconspicuous wooden barrel hidden under his eye-catching face, the barrel was diagonally inserted in the pile of debris, a large part of it was buried in the debris, only a small part was exposed, and the texture of the dark natural wood was inconspicuous in the messy scene.

"Dead bird, where did you get Chang Zhaowen to?!" Kongkong took a step in the direction of the rag, his fist had not yet been swung, and the curled up rag had already keenly sensed the danger, and struggled to retreat, but although the empty space was cleared, the passages, doors and windows in the room were still filled with sturdy various materials, and there was no way back at all.

"Kongkong, stop!" A familiar voice made Kongkong instantly petrified, turned around suddenly, the corners of his mouth trembled, from extreme shock to absolute ecstasy, Chang Zhaowen stood in front of him so well.

That's great!

Under the impact of surprise, Kongkong turned around and flew towards Chang Zhaowen, he held Chang Zhaowen's strong arm tightly with one hand, and the other hand probed under Chang Zhaowen's nose, knowing that he felt even and rhythmic breathing, he was relieved, this is really a big living person!

"Boss Wen, what's the matter with that monster? He looks too shabby!" Kongkong pointed to the distance with a lot of hair, and stared at his rag vigilantly, even if there is a genuine Chang Zhaowen to compare its face except for unhealthy white, and a little flat, it is difficult to find any flaws, such a strange bird is the first time to see it, could it be ...... He suddenly had an idea and blurted out, "Is this strange bird going to be used for cooking?"

"Fool, help...... Empty Empty said that clearly angered the rag, and it flapped its wings, stretched out its neck, and yelled at Sora again.

Kongkong rolled up his sleeves, and suddenly felt full of energy, although this strange bird didn't look good, but just after dodging his previous claws with demonic energy, it was not an ordinary game, the movements were so flexible, and the flesh on his body should be very tight. I don't know how Chang Zhaowen will cook it, Kongkong personally prefers the braised red sauce with thick oil, of course, such a big stew soup should taste good.

The rag simply fidgeted under the empty greedy eyes, howled, and flew in the direction of the text.

"Boss Wen, be careful, he's coming!"

"Huh?" Kongkong tilted his head, looking at the strange bird with a suspicious look at Chang Zhaowen's shoulder, and buried his face in Chang Zhaowen's neck as if he was wronged, which didn't seem to be right with what he thought, if it was an ingredient, it was too close, right?

The empty eyes roamed back and forth between the two extremely similar faces of Chang Zhaowen and the rag, and he said a little hesitantly: "It's hard that this bird is also a half-demon......?