Chapter 33 On the Correct Posture to Attract Lori
Black blood gushed out of Mammon's chest where the spear pierced it, and the look in both of its eyes was a little dark at the moment.
"I never thought I'd be killed like this." The voice coming from Mammon's right mouth was still so magnetic, but with a hint of weakness evident.
Inexplicably, Xu Ke felt that when Mammon said this, an emotional expression must have appeared on his face.
But in reality, there is no expression in either of Mammon's eagle faces.
Mammon's head on the left suddenly let out a low chirp.
The chirps were full of poignant and sad emotions, and there seemed to be a vague ......
A hint of mockery.
The chirping stopped abruptly after a few moments, and black blood began to flow from Mammon's beak, and the brilliance in its four eyes was completely extinguished.
The process of Mammon's death was very peaceful, even to the point of being bland. Its body still maintained a kneeling position, and its eyes, which had lost its lustre, crossed Xu Ke and seemed to look far away.
But there was hardly anything around but white, and I didn't know what the demon general wanted to see in this blank space in the last moments of his life.
Its body still exuded a powerful aura, and if it weren't for the obvious disappearance of the life features on its body, Xu Ke wouldn't even be sure that the other party was dead.
So when Xu Ke suddenly reacted to the demon general in front of him, who represented "greed", and the boss of the copy had died, he subconsciously felt a burst of incredulity.
This guy ...... He's dead?
It's as simple as that...... Killed by yourself?
The crimson spear in Xu Ke's right hand turned into a light of the same color and dissipatedβa weapon of this level was almost integrated with its owner, and it could appear or disappear with a single thought.
Black blood poured out from Mammon's chest, gradually falling on the white ground, but it strangely did not stain the ground black. It was like a drop of oil falling into the water, and the white and black did not merge together but were distinctly separated, as if something separated the two colors.
After noticing this, Xu Ke frowned - this phenomenon is obviously very abnormal.
His gaze fell on Wu Fenmei in the middle of the blood-colored array, but he found that the black qi on Wu Fenmei's body did not mean to dissipate at all, but gradually became thicker and thicker. The girl's face still had the same expression of pain and struggle.
Glancing at the white space around him, Xu Ke thought for a moment and quickly came to a conclusion: "It seems that this illusion will not disappear with the death of Mammon. β
He sighed, then walked over to the girl lying in the center of the circle.
It's cold......
After touching the black qi emitted from Wu Fenmei's body, Xu Ke suddenly had such a thought in his mind.
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Wu Fenmei has felt that she is an ordinary girl since she was a child.
The grades are average.,No specialty.,Although the appearance is delicate, it's not very beautiful.,The temperament is a little weak and introverted, but the tendency is not very obvious.γ
When I was in elementary school, I had a few friends, but I didn't have any good ones. I can talk to most of my classmates, but often someone finds that she can't be called by her name when they call her. I don't have any special hobbies, the only thing I like is to stay alone in the classroom and read quietly.
Wu Fenmei is such an ordinary, ordinary, and can't be found in the crowd.
Even the trajectory of her life is ordinary to the point of almost immutability-
I got up at 7 o'clock every day, dressed and folded, washed and neatly ate the breakfast prepared by my parents slowly, and left school on time at 7:20.
Wu Fenmei usually arrives at school neither early nor late, so she doesn't attract everyone's attention when she enters the classroom. Performing in school every day is neither good nor bad, and there is neither behavior worthy of praise nor doing things that make the teacher angry.
At the end of the day, she sometimes goes home with a few friends, and sometimes she spends a little more time alone in the classroom and reads quietly for a while.
She lived such a plain life like boiled water almost every day, and according to the child's heart, she should not be satisfied with such a life, but she was unexpectedly very adaptable.
Wu Fenmei has never complained about such a life, she feels that her family is very happy, although her classmates often forget their names, but in general they still get along very well, and they can do what they like with peace of mind every day.
She thinks that's enough, after all, ordinary people should correspond to ordinary life.
Until she met her teacher.
She has many teachers from elementary school to junior high school, but in her mind, there is only one person who can be directly called a teacher without any other title or embellishment.
She was a teacher she met in her first class in junior high school.
The teacher appeared to be a young man of twenty-three or four, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The man's clothes seemed casual, but it obviously took a lot of effort to tidy them up when he wore them, because Wu Fenmei didn't notice even the slightest wrinkle in his clothes.
He stood on the podium, looked at the students in the audience with a smile, and the voice of his voice accurately fell into the ears of every student through the amplification equipment in the classroom: "Hello students, I am your homeroom teacher and mathematics teacher Xu Ke. β
Xu Ke spoke in a very soft voice, and nodded politely to the students when he spoke, giving people a sense of politeness.
"I'll spend the next three years with you." There was warm applause from the audience, and even covered Xu Ke's voice after passing through the amplification equipment.
Wu Fenmei had a strange feeling in the depths of her heart at the first glance after seeing Xu Ke.
How could this man be like this?
She thought this person was strange, so she subconsciously wanted to get up from her seat and tell the other person what she thought was strange.
But then she struggled for a while, because she felt that she shouldn't be too conspicuous in the class.
Fortunately, it was time to introduce herself, and when it was her turn, she almost finished talking about herself, and then looked at the teacher in front of her with a puzzled look and asked her own question: "Teacher, why are you...... Do you want to cry all the time? β
The moment Wu Fenmei asked this question, the whole class and teachers were looking at her in surprise, she felt a little embarrassed, and immediately blushed and sat down again.
The teacher lifted his glasses and said to everyone with a smile: "Wu Fenmei is really an interesting classmate, but everyone has also seen it, I am obviously smiling." β
"Even if the teacher wants to cry, how can he cry in front of his classmates? Wu Fenmei's joke is not funny. Xu Ke easily resolved the somewhat embarrassing scene, and the whole class burst into a burst of laughter at this time.
"Here, next classmate."
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"Hey, Wu Fenmei, why did you think of asking the teacher this question?" After the class bell rang and the teacher left, someone suddenly surrounded Wu Fenmei and asked.
"Yes, yes, Wu Fenmei, your question is so strange, why is the teacher crying?" Someone on the side chimed in.
Wu Fenmei looked at everyone blankly, not understanding why everyone asked herself such a question.
Teacher he ...... Aren't you just crying?
Wu Fenmei couldn't figure it out until after school, so she decided to go to the teacher alone to ask this question.
Wu Fenmei found the teacher in the teacher's office, when it was getting dark, and the teacher was the only one left in the somewhat dimly lit room.
When Wu Fenmei entered the door, the teacher seemed to be preparing the next day's lesson plan, the light in the room was very dim, but he was extremely attentive, and he didn't even react when Wu Fenmei walked into the office.
It wasn't until the little girl stood beside him that he noticed that there was already one more person in the room.
"What's wrong, Wu Fenmei?" Xu Ke put down the lesson plan in his hand and looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile.
And Wu Fenmei's face was carrying an extremely serious expression: "Teacher, why are you crying? β
Xu Ke was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and shook his head with a smile: "How can the teacher cry, the teacher doesn't look like crying now......
But the little girl was unusually stubborn: "Teacher, why do you deny the facts? β
"I didn't deny the facts......" Xu Ke was about to refute the other party's words, but found that the other party's small hand had already touched his cheek.
The little girl's smooth, soft little hand gently pressed against her face, and there was a warm feeling.
"Teacher, ......" Wu Fenmei's hands cupped Xu Ke's face, the stubble on the other party's face was a little awkward, but she didn't care, "It's obviously crying." β
"Teacher, you always have a smile on your face, but I can feel it...... You're crying inside all the time. β
Xu Ke looked at the little girl in a daze, tears poured out of his eyes without warning, quickly crossed his cheeks and fell on his clothes, and a small pool of gray water stains suddenly appeared on his white shirt.
Xu Ke rubbed his eyes and tried to stop his tears, but the tears were gathering more and more, and the more he tried to stop them, the faster they flowed.
"Why are you so weird, teacher? Obviously, I feel sadder than anyone else...... But you still have to act happy. Wu Fenmei looked at the teacher suspiciously.
She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then stepped forward and hugged the other. Wu Fenmei clearly felt that the teacher trembled when she was hugged by herself.
The petite girl hugged the teacher, who was much taller than herself, and the teacher looked at her with wide eyes, tears streaming from her eyes and falling down the girl's neck, making the girl feel cold.