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Hello everyone, I am Feng Chun Feng Xiaohua, of course, this is just my disguised identity in the world, my real identity is the Lord of Blood, the ruler of the dark abyss, and the ruler of the Blood Hell!

Seven hundred years ago, in the final battle, I was besieged by the twelve Seraphs of the Archangel Michael and the Wings of God, and after being seriously injured, I fell into a centuries-long slumber and reincarnated, and the supreme magic of the blood hell in my body was forcibly sealed by those damned God's minions who imposed the strongest 'Twelve-Winged Blazing Aura'.

However, at this moment, the seal that suppressed my magical power was only the last one! As long as this seal is lifted, I will be able to retrieve the world-destroying power that I have accumulated for seven hundred years, and at that time, everything in this world will be nothing more than a humble ant in front of the great me.

Tremble, Michael! Fear, God's minions! When I break free of this last seal on my body, you will find that the Supreme Heaven in which I live is already crumbling!

However, before that, in order to break this last seal, there is a powerful enemy in front of me that must be beaten, even as the Lord of Blood, I have to admit that this is a strong enemy, his name is called, Calorie!

Slowly pushed open the window leading to the balcony, it was only March, and the temperature in the morning was still very cold, Feng Chun looked serious, standing in the cold wind, his hands made a quick gesture, took a deep breath, lifted one of his legs, stepped on the fence of the balcony, and then shouted loudly with both hands in the shape of a trumpet, "Burn!" Calorie!! ”

The data emperor who was woken up by Feng Chun's screaming in the early morning held his forehead with one hand, typical hypoglycemia symptoms, and glanced at this teaser with those eyes with heavy black eyes, and then said three words to a certain teaser who was using the 'Mind Diet Method' with an expressionless face, "Don't be stupid." ”

Feng Chun, who was screaming, walked back to the bedroom with the same expressionless face, and then stood on the electronic scale silently, looking at the numbers displayed on the electronic scale, he was silent, silent for a long time, and just stood there motionless.

When the Data Emperor controlled the wheelchair, he found that the goods had been completely weathered there......

"How, how, how, how?! Not only did the weight not decrease, but it weighed a pound again! How so? How so?! This must be a curse, a curse on me from those damned minions of God! Feng Chun held his head in his hands and knelt on his knees, maintaining a posture of 'speechless and asking the sky', and the whole person wanted to cry without tears.

In this regard, the data emperor was speechless, who made you tease you to eat fried chicken in the middle of the night during weight loss, and it was a calorie package with a whole family bucket and cola!

"No, no." Feng Chun stood up silently, and didn't know where to drag out a suitcase, "That, what, I feel like I need a trip that I can just go, if the boss asks, you tell him not to come to me, I'll be back in about ten or eight years......"

"......" The Data Emperor didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and the only thought in his heart was, "Ah, this product has completely given up treatment, and he didn't think about losing weight at all, but just thinking about running away......"

"Hey, won't you keep me for a while?" Dragging the suitcase, Feng Chun, who was about to walk to the door, looked at the data emperor who was pouring cereal hot milk for breakfast for himself with a tangled expression.

Hearing Feng Chun's words, the Data Emperor's movements paused slightly, and after thinking about it seriously while maintaining an expressionless face, he said, "Coffin, I'll help you prepare it." ”

“！！！” Hearing this, Feng Chun's whole person was shocked, for Feng Chun, who has been with the Data Emperor for a long time, this meaning is simply simple, that is, if he dares to run away, whether he is found by Luo Che or his sister, the ending will not escape a death!

"Poof!" Throwing the suitcase in his hand, Feng Chun directly turned around and hugged the Data Emperor in a posture of crying dad and calling his mother, "Good brother, we are good brothers, right?" You can't bear to watch my brother get executed by the boss?! ”

"Forbearance." didn't even hesitate, didn't give him a word more, the data emperor's answer was so concise and clear.

"Poof!" Feng Chun, who was instantly impaled by his soul, almost spit out a mouthful of blood, "Is our brotherly relationship for so long all fake?!" ”

Faced with Feng Chun's soul accusation full of blood and tears, the Data Emperor, who was about to make himself hot milk and cereal, suddenly found that there was no fire......

"Hey, haven't you paid your gas bill this month?" The Data Emperor asked expressionlessly.

"Huh? Natural gas? What's that? Feng Chun, who was still crying for his father and calling his mother one moment ago, cocked Erlang's legs the next moment, and put on a leisurely and leisurely look, the speed of this face change is so fast that it is simply jaw-dropping, "No one of us can cook, basically all the orders are takeout, electricity is used to boil water, solar energy is used for washing, and after the natural gas fee is paid, you will be given a hot milk in the morning and a cereal, which is useless." ”

Looking at Feng Chun's current appearance, the Data Emperor's eyelids jumped, this is forcing himself to help him find a way? However, will he be tricked?

"Believe it or not, I blocked your network signal in minutes, and then hacked your bank card, and then sent your progress during this time to the boss, and by the way, I helped the boss locate the whole process." For the first time, the data emperor used long sentences on things that he was not interested in, and then, the effect was outstanding......

"The little one knows that he is wrong, please be sure to let the little one go!" Resolutely admit it! Ahh

"If you are so idle, go and buy breakfast, I want preserved egg porridge, xiaolongbao, fried dough sticks, hot dry noodles, soy milk, ......" After reporting a lot of names without changing the color of the noodles, the data emperor finally added, "And pay the gas fee." ”

"Okay, let's do it right away! Do you always want soy milk to be salty or sweet? Feng Chun with a dog-legged posture.

"Original." Data Emperor replied lightly with two words, Data Emperor, who has always paid attention to nutritional intake, has always drunk soy milk as long as it is original, simply put, it is nothing to add, although there is no taste, but in his opinion, this is the best nutrition.

And Feng Chun, who heard this, suddenly muttered in his heart, "Cult! Heterodox! ”

In Feng Chun's view, this is simply a third party that is beyond the sweet soy milk party and the salted soy milk party! I rub it, the soy milk world, which has been going on for a long time with sweet and salty wars, is it finally about to usher in a third force? This is bound to be another bloody storm.

Developed here, Feng Chun and Data Emperor's daily plot every morning during this time is basically over, uh, that's right, since Data Emperor moved into this apartment, Feng Chun's teaser basically sees his weight every morning, and always makes such a miserable scream, and then cries his father and shouts that his mother wants to run away, although there will be a difference in the details, but the general plot is basically such a pattern, in this regard, Data Emperor said that he was tired......

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