"Ah, does Mr. Mo Ling have any advice?" The girl's fingers paused slightly, and she licked the corners of her lips.

Although Mo Ling couldn't see the girl's expression, he could tell from the fingers that were slightly off his skin that the girl had been attracted by her own question.

This will be the first thread he puts on the doll.

"The greatest despair that human beings feel is not endless torture and pain, but hope is in their own hands, but they cannot grasp it. Then he felt the growing despair and crush his own wisdom.

"Ever heard of a vegetative person? Living people and large pots of potions of potions are buried in the ground of the park, sustained by infusions alone, and saplings are planted on the people's bodies. ”

"It's dark all around, and my limbs can't move, but my brain is extremely clear, and I feel myself slowly being ......" Mo Lingzheng said, suddenly coughing heavily, and his voice slowly became weak, which was not pretended by him, but caused by the previous trauma of his body.

Just as he was listening to the words of interest, Xia Huang frowned slightly. His left hand left his ear, and with a slight hesitation, he injected a little life energy into Mo Ling's body.

Even if Mo Ling's body didn't weigh much, it was still a little uncomfortable for a person to lean on himself. Even if he helped Mr. Mo Ling recover a little bit of strength, he was still a lamb in his hands.

The second line of penetrating the puppet is to show her vulnerability and make her feel that she can be manipulated at will.

I felt my physical strength slightly restored, although not enough for strenuous activity. But if it's just standing and walking, it's no longer a problem.

The delicate neck of the girl in the corner of the eye can faintly see the fine fluff. Mo Ling narrowed his eyes and expelled the idea of tearing the girl's carotid artery with his teeth from his mind.

Let's not talk about whether the girl is now alert to whether she can do this. Even if she succeeds, she will definitely be able to recover with the girl's ability.

At that time, death was the absolute thing that greeted you.

The shoulder muscles exerted a slight force, allowing his head to leave the girl's shoulder.

The third line that penetrates the puppet - actively cut off the possibility of causing harm to the girl, and subconsciously reduces the girl's sense of crisis and defensiveness against herself.

Sure enough, when his body left the girl, the girl didn't stop it. The finger that had been placed on the back of his heart had also left.

"Feeling myself slowly being sucked up by a plant, I was so desperate that I couldn't die. The only hope is that one day the sapling grows up and grows blood-colored leaves to be spotted by passers-by. ”

Mo Ling retreated slightly, one small step, two small steps, and when he was about to take the third small step back, the girl's fluttering eyes subconsciously focused on him.

With a slight step to step back, he pulled over the rotating seat next to the table and sat down.

Two small steps.

This is the most appropriate distance between herself and him in the girl's subconscious. Too close would make her feel a little dangerous. Too far away and it would make her feel like she was about to get out of her grasp.

And the angle at which he sits on the swivel chair is also the most comfortable in the eyes of the girl.

"If you find it too time-consuming, you can choose another approach. Seal the person's mouth, tie the limbs, and hang him with a rope around the neck, high or low, just so that his toes can touch the ground slightly. Your life is in your own hands. ”

"Through the glass windows, you can see the outside world, the sun is still shining, the birds are flying happily, and the children are playing."

"What is the reason why my generation can know that Mr. Mo Ling told me these vicious methods against my own kind?"

Xia Huang sat on the bed and straightened the gothic skirt that was messed up, pressed his ten fingers crossedly on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and the black skirt was dyed with red blood, which was spread out on the white bed with a strange bewitchment.

"Of course it's resentment!" Mo Ling half-lowered his head and looked at his hands, which were stained with his own blood.

When the girl saw Mo Ling's raised face, she couldn't help but lick her lips.

What a face!

Crazy, hideous, evil, bloodthirsty......

The owner of this face has a grudge that the maiden has never seen in her life, and she feels sorrow for the object of this face's resentment.

"Isn't it the world that has brought me to this point! The world is so dirty, why should I love, let the world feel resentment! ”

"I have only one request, when I die, let this resentment be passed on forever-" Mo Ling half-tilted his head, his arms outstretched, his face frantic, his eyes wide open, and the corners of his mouth hooked an abnormal arc.

Mo Ling believed that his current expression was incomparably secondary, but he needed such an infectious power to be strong enough to be crazy enough to perfectly display this resentment towards humans in front of the girl.

- He knew that the puppet would soon bring her body in front of him and ask him to help her put on the silk thread.

Hearing the word death, Xia Huang couldn't help but think in his heart [Mr. Mo Ling's wisdom is very useful, and people like Mr. Mo Ling who hate the Federation are very easy to control], and the corners of the girl's mouth also inadvertently rose slightly.

"Doesn't Mr. Mo Ling want to solve it with his own hands, the murderer who killed his parents?"

- The jaw droops, the lips and mouth are relaxed, the eyes are wide open, and the eyelids and eyebrows are slightly raised.

Mo Ling's set of movements lasted for half a second, which was a typical expression of disbelief. He wanted to convince the girl that he had never thought of being alive.

Although his performance has many flaws in the eyes of those micro-expression masters, it is obviously enough to deal with girls.

The pupils are as usual, and there is no doubt about it! Then the fourth line of the doll is perfectly worn.

"If Miss Xia Huang is willing to let me take revenge with my own hands, naturally I can't ask for it!"

"Of course, if Mr. Mo Ling is willing to come under the command of my generation, who is a nightmare, my generation will naturally help Mr. Mo Ling achieve his wish."

Although he couldn't see his current expression, he knew that his current expression should be ecstasy. Then he showed respect to the girl, put his right hand on his chest, and bowed slightly. A set of actions that have no sense of disobedience in the eyes of the girl is completed.

"It's an honor..."

"Papapa" - Mo Ling's words were interrupted by sudden applause.

"What a wonderful show—boy!" The sound came from the windowsill, and a figure stepped in from the twilight amid the flying curtains.

The visitor was dressed in a black robe with a badge on his chest. The shoulder-length black hair is draped behind his head, and his feminine facial features are particularly charming, but it's a pity that he is a man.

"Such a great performance, if it weren't for my mind-reading skills. Others ......"

The body hit the wall in an instant and rolled to the ground. The body that had been slightly better collapsed instantly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, which was the result of Mo Ling's desire to open his mouth just now.

"Your Excellency Lou Li, what does this mean?" Looking at the feminine man's movements, Xia Huang did not stop the man's movements, his fingers touched his lower lip slightly, and the dissatisfaction on his face was clearly expressed.

"I don't dare to be disrespectful to His Royal Highness Xia Huang at all, but this human being is very cunning" Lou Li shook his cuffs and squinted slightly at Mo Ling, who was lying on the ground with blood gushing out of his mouth.

"Want to disguise your expression? Unbelievable? I'm sorry, boy, though I don't understand what those micro-expressions in your head mean. But all the thoughts in your mind, including your subconscious, are clearly in my mind."

Taking his gaze away from Mo Ling was like taking his gaze away from an inconsequential stone.

Indeed, Mo Ling, who was about to die, was indeed like an inconsequential stone.

"His Royal Highness Xia Huang has wronged me, as soon as I heard that His Royal Highness Xia Huang was besieged by the Federation, I began to look for His Royal Highness Xia Huang." Although he said sorry words in his mouth, he had a flirtatious expression on his face.

In Lou Li's eyes, Xia Huang, who was seriously injured and dying by a team of the Federation, was not as strong as his own. If it weren't for the man behind Xia Huang...

"The human beings who are preparing to be unfavorable to our generation are dying, and Your Excellency Lou Li is still here, but you want to watch our generation eat?" Licking the blood that belonged to Mo Ling on her hand, the girl said.

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The two were talking, but Mo Ling, who was ignored next to him, was lying quietly on the ground, feeling that he was slowly dying.

Thinking of death, Mo Ling couldn't help but think of an anime he watched not long ago. The protagonist has an ability called [Return of Death].

Every time you die, you will go back in time, and the ability to activate it after death is really the ability of a defeated dog! Why did you suddenly remember this ability?

- Forget it, I don't want to, my head really hurts!

The figure of the feminine man was no longer visible in his blurred vision, and the girl was walking towards her, and the girl's speech was muffled by the chaotic buzzing sound in her ears.

Until the girl's jade fingers touch her forehead, perhaps it should be called the center of the eyebrows.

Forget it, none of that matters.

It was as if a wire had broken, as if I had unplugged the wire from the TV that was playing.

Whether it's a blurry picture or a messy sound, it's gone in an instant.