Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zheng Lin looked at the garden outside, only to see a gray and gray place, and could not find her true place. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The gray flowers are gradually falling, and the gray gardener walks around the garden with a kettle, and the gray ...... It's all gray......

A cold feeling rose in Zheng Lin's heart, the peaked cap on her head fell to the ground, and her long silky blue hair hung down like a waterfall, but she hugged herself tightly......

Holding her arms and pinching her hands into her slender arms, she slowly squatted down......

Cold.

The world is desolate, and it is cold in the unreal.

Cold.

Life is silent, and life and death are cold after being ignored.

Zheng Lin had a desire to kill in her heart, and this desire was gradually devouring her body, and she always felt that she would be swallowed by this killing idea at some point, and lose her current self.

Hasn't it changed enough now?

She didn't even have much patience with Wen Yu, thinking about using her strength to make others surrender, and her previous self seemed to have disappeared.

'Master...... Why did I become like this. ’

Mu Qian, who was waiting for the barbecue kidneys at the roadside barbecue stall, heard this shout, subconsciously glanced at Song Shijing, and found that Song Shijing was already immersed in the delicious taste of barbecue.

Mu Qian's lips opened and closed slightly, but no sound spread in the air, and his voice sounded directly in Zheng Lin's heart.

'What has become?' tyrannical, murderous, indifferent, manic demon...... Right?'

Zheng Lin gradually lay on the ground, curled up, and the sound of rushing water came from the room, it was Wen Yu taking a bath.

'Master...... I'm sorry ......'

Mu Qian sighed softly: "The nature of the demon is like this, the process of gaining your strength is too simple, and the strength of your heart cannot match your own strength...... Don't be afraid, try to merge with your own strength, and I will always be there for you, Sister Lin. ’

'Master...... I'm afraid ......'

Zheng Lin's voice seemed to be crying, just like a helpless girl walking on the cold field, unable to find her own home and home.

Mu Qian closed his eyes, there was nothing unusual on his body, and the demon removal bell hanging around Song Shijing's neck did not ring.

Behind Zheng Lin's back, a pair of hands condensed in the air, gently stroking Zheng Lin's long hair and emaciated back......

Like in a meadow blown with pink petals, she curled up in front of a scholar who soothed her terrified soul......

"What's wrong with you, sister?"

Wen Yu's voice broke this beautiful illusion, Zheng Lin's breathing had calmed down, lying on the ground and shaking his head slightly, the hands had disappeared.

Zheng Lin's nose trembled slightly, and she fell asleep on her stomach on the ground.

Wen Yu was a little worried, but when he wanted to walk over, a huge blue light mask appeared around Zheng Lin's body.

Above the light mask, there seemed to be a small fox shadow......

……

"Boss more money? ”

Mu Qian took a few skewers of barbecue, and when he turned his head here, he could see the apartment building where his family was located.

Song Shijing took two skewers of barbecue and ate them in small bites, her mind was completely relaxed and she enjoyed the delicious food on the street, she almost only had the attribute of cute.

There is no vigilance required of a demon slayer!

The two of them didn't talk much, but they still got along very well with each other, a little sweet.

At the door of the house, several cardboard boxes came into Mu Qian's eyes, Song Shijing's eyes lit up, and she wiped her face with a tissue and ran over.

"My luggage? Really! Mom was very trustworthy this time. ”

Mu Qian had already accepted the fact that Song Shijing came to live at home at this time, so he honestly went over to help her carry her luggage.

He had been thinking about Zheng Lin in his heart.

Zheng Lin's situation is actually somewhat similar to that of him back then...... However, Zheng Lin gained great power because of him, and he gained great power by demonizing himself.

In fact, there is a very serious matter that Mu Qian has been avoiding all these years.

A fox is a fox demon, a wolf is a wolf demon, and a tiger is of course a tiger demon...... This is the basic naming method of the demon world.

Shouldn't a man like him become a demon from a man......

The demon king is the demon king! What do you do if you don't have it!

Mu Qian refused to call himself in such a simple way of naming, he was the strongest demon king......!

This matter really can't be mentioned, otherwise there will be a dark emotion churning in my heart, which can swallow up the light from the energy-saving lamps at home.

Let's think about how to help Zheng Lin fit the strength.

In order to help himself pass this level, the old demon king threw himself into the barracks and slaughtered hundreds of thousands of troops with his own hands, and also stopped a war by the way.

Of course, a massacre is a massacre, and Mu Qian doesn't make any excuses for his past, because he doesn't feel guilty about it now.

Kill all the killings, if you want to settle accounts with him, come on, more than a thousand years have passed, who still remembers this kind of thing.

There may be records in the history books that it is said that the hundreds of thousands of troops of the King of Xiliang were swallowed by the wind and sand......

"You can't let her have a massacre catharsis. ”

"What's wrong?" Song Shijing, who was cleaning up the bedroom, asked beside her.

I didn't see it, Song Shijing usually haha, sometimes even a little raunchy, but she didn't expect that her ability to clean up housework was outstanding.

The quilt was folded into squares, the clothes were hung in the closet, and the dust was quickly swept away with spiritual power.

Make the sheets, put on the beloved bear, hold a bag of underwear and blush for a while, and then carefully place it in the corner of the closet.

"Why do you have so much soap?"

Mu Qian, who was helping next to him, asked a little puzzled, and took out four pieces of soap casually.

Song Shijing blinked and explained one by one: "These two pieces are for laundry, the small one is the underwear soap for washing pants, and this one is for washing hands...... What do you think I'm doing?"

"Pants...... Hahaha!" Mu Qian laughed without holding his face.

Song Shijing's face turned red, and she quickly snatched the small piece of soap, and smashed a bear at Mu Qian.

"Don't you know what to laugh at! Girls must maintain a good habit of cleanliness, otherwise they will get sick easily!"

Mu Qian hugged the bear and laughed for a while, and then reminded: "You were picked up by me dirty before." ”

"Isn't that not allowed by the conditions......" Song Shijing snorted, letting Mu Qian lie on the bed and be lazy, she began to clean up her things by herself.

Unexpectedly discovered some of Song Shijing's advantages - she can do housework.

This is seriously inconsistent with her image, and when Song Shijing served dishes at Lejia snack bar before, she was also very foreign-looking.

"Hey," Mu Qian called out to her, "Have you been in contact with Sister Qing?"

Song Shijing shook her head lightly: "No, I haven't had a chance yet, I'll make a call later!"

"Don't talk to them about me," Mu Qian instructed in a strange way.

Although Song Shijing didn't know why, she still agreed softly.

She had been busy for half an hour, and she had already emptied the three cardboard boxes, stretched her waist, and lay on the bed in free fall, making the mattress shake slightly.

Mu Qian was lying on the bed from the left, she was on the right, and the bed in this room was quite large, so it was natural for the two of them to face each other......

Looking at each other, Mu Qian's gaze moved up slightly, and he saw Song Shijing's slightly undulating chest.

Song Shijing's face was slightly red, and she bit her lip and scolded softly: "What are you looking at......"

"Look at you," Mu Qian smiled softly at the corners of her mouth, and her gaze returned to hers, letting each other fall into it.

Unconsciously, they began to approach slowly, Song Shijing pursed her mouth lightly, and also closed her eyes......

In the living room, Zhen's father howled: "I'll come back! Guess what we're going to eat tonight! Where have you gone?"

Song Shijing jumped up directly like a frightened rabbit, Mu Qian coughed, got up and walked outside the door.

Dad Zhen was sent by Xiaoling at all!