'Eh?!?!?!'

After listening to Tiffany's words, Wang Hai couldn't help but be shocked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

'Only two more days to live?you're kidding me, huh?!'

'Tease you?'

Tiffany sneered, "During the two days you've been asleep, the number on your palm has been subtracted a little bit every night at twelve o'clock. Adding the night on the first day, the three nights were minus a total of three o'clock. ’

At this point, she seemed to think of something, and her voice became a little pleasant: 'Moreover, I can clearly feel that your soul is much weaker than it was at the beginning.

I guess that the moment this number completely changes from 1 to 0, you low-class pariahs who don't know where you came from will disappear, and I will be able to regain control of my body again. ’

'But at first it was 10!, why did it become 2 in just three days?!'

'Oh, that's, it probably has something to do with the abilities of you, an inferior pariah. ’

'What am I capable of?'

That's right. ’

Tiffany's voice pondered for a moment, then continued, 'In the past two days, I've pretty much figured out what you're capable of as an inferior pariah. In this way, you now imagine what an apple looks like in your mind, and then you say in your mind: I want to eat an apple. ’

Wang Hai closed his eyes, imagined the appearance of an apple, and then said silently in his heart: 'I really want to eat an apple.' ’

At the moment when he finished reading this sentence in his heart, a familiar piercing pain came from the palm of his left hand again.

After waiting for the pain to pass, one by one, large, plump, red apples appeared on the quilt in front of him.

And the number in his hand has also changed from 2 to 1.

'See? Because I can hear you, that's why I found out. It seems that as long as you consume a certain number in the palm of your hand, you can get whatever you want. Is it really a strange ability, to exchange the power of the soul for the reward of the gods?'

‘.…..’

Wang Hai pinched the apple, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

But...... I only have one day left to meow now, hey!! for an apple, my life is gone?!'

Tiffany's voice in his head said unconcernedly: 'What does it matter, you're going to die the day after tomorrow anyway.' Isn't it good to eat an apple before you die and not have to wait desperately for a whole day?'

At this moment, Wang Hai is really a little desperate.

He hugged his head, and his heart was numb: 'Damn, what the hell is going on?!!Why do you have this ability?, so the KFC set meal I ate at the beginning directly cost me a day?!'

He rubbed his hair in pain.

The impending death made him feel terrified.

You don't have to worry too much. ’

The lolita voice in my head was full of mockery: 'Maybe you won't die, right? Don't worry too much, as someone who has died once, I tell you, death is not as terrible as you think. ’

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of something very interesting, and her voice became a little higher: 'And, judging by your feeble soul now, when the time comes...... Oh no, at twelve o'clock tonight, your soul will be gone. Don't worry, it won't hurt at all. ’

'It's not a question of whether it hurts or not?!'

Wang Hai rolled his eyes and got up from the bed naked.

When I got off the ground, a set of clothes was neatly folded on the stool next to the bed.

When he picked it up, the corners of his eyes twitched even more.

A pink dress and a pair of women's children's underwear with a sky blue base and a small red heart printed on the bottom.

'Hmph, the dress of a civilian woman is really stumbling. ’

Tiffany's voice in his head said disdainfully: "To let me wear such a civilian costume as a Tiffany master, you low-class pariahs are really not small." ”

Ignoring her words, Wang Hai unzipped the side of his dress.

It was the first time he wore women's clothes, and he felt very awkward, and it took about twenty minutes to put on this whole set of dresses.

Walking to the dresser, Wang Hai saw his current appearance seriously for the first time.

Clear eyes, transparent and innocent moving.

A long bright pink hair, with a little curl, lazily draped around the waist.

The small Joan nose and the delicate lip flap exude a charming sheen.

The skin is snowy, and the crescent-like willow eyebrows add a bit of elegance to this little Lori.

Wang Hai smiled.

The little Lori in the mirror also smiled sweetly at the same time.

'Hey, you low-class pariah!What are you staring at Benjue's face?!!You want to die?!'

Tiffany said in disgust in her mind: 'You dare to look at Ben Jue with such disgusting eyes, you are impatient?!'

'You're so noisy, little Lori. ’

Wang Hai said indifferently: 'I'm about to die, can't I let a person who is about to die take a look?'

'No!'

Wang Hai shook his head helplessly.

Turning around, I just wanted to walk out of this bedroom, only to see the door opened.

Caitlin, who had changed into a hunter's power suit, walked in wearing a European-style regular dress and carrying a bowl of white porridge.

When she saw Wang Hai, her eyes lit up, and she said in surprise: "Ah, Sister Tiffany, are you awake?"

Then, she put the white porridge on the dresser and said softly to Wang Hai: "You have been in a coma for two days and two nights. Although the doctor said that you were fine, but your body was a little weak, I was still a little relieved.

Now that you've woken up, my sister can finally rest assured. You shouldn't be hungry if you haven't eaten for two days, so drink this bowl of white porridge first. ”

Looking at the snow-white white rice porridge, Wang Hai suddenly heard a cooing sound in his abdomen.

Shocked by Tiffany's words, the hunger that had been ignored rose again.

Caitlin smiled happily: "If your stomach grows, it means it's okay, come on, drink it." ”

Wang Hai swallowed his saliva, hurriedly picked up the white porridge, didn't care about the heat, and drank it directly after a few mouthfuls.

"Don't worry, Sister Tiffany. It's dinner time in a little while, so there's no need to rush. ”

Caitlyn touched Wang Hai's long pink hair dotingly, and while he was drinking porridge, she took a few leather bands in front of the dresser and combed them for him seriously.

"Sister would like to thank you this time, Sister Tiffany. ”

Caitlyn said softly, "If it weren't for you, I'd ...... Well, let's not talk about that, thank you anyway. ”

After gobbling up the bowl of white porridge, the hungry Wang Hai wiped his mouth and smiled, "It's okay." ”

However, just as he was about to say something more, a familiar tingling sensation came from the palm of his left hand again.

Wang Hai, who thought that his last day of life was about to disappear, raised his hand in horror.

But I found that the black Roman numeral on my palm changed from 1 to 2.