Yan Xiaojing stared at the plate in front of her in a daze, and didn't look up: "Maybe it's because I remember that you almost killed one of my friends last night." ”

"I see, don't mention it, okay?"

"You're going to ask." She replied, "Even if you don't like my answer, don't be angry." ”

Xiao Lingyun wiped his mouth impatiently: "Didn't I kill him, right?" ”

"That's because I stopped you."

"That's what messed with you? Most people like to be heroes. ”

She put down the fork in her hand: "You know what? I don't want to stay with you right now. ”

He was indifferent and continued to eat the salad: "Then why did you decide to come over again?" ”

"Because you asked me to come!"

"Trust me, I can withstand rejection." He said lightly, seemingly unconcerned about her.

"Hmph, I don't think I should have come." Yan Xiaojing threw the napkin next to the plate and stood up.

He whispered, "Sit down." ”

"I don't need you to tell me what to do."

"Then let me change my request, sit down, and shut up."

She glared angrily, "You cocky bastard! ”

"Someone has already scolded me like that that night, thank you very much."

Ruan Yuanshou was very good at picking the time, and he walked in with a steaming meat roll.

She glanced at Xiao Lingyun sideways, pretending to just get up and get the red wine on the other side of the table. She wasn't ready to walk away in front of Ruan Yuanshou. Besides, she suddenly felt that she should stay even more.

This way she had more time to yell at Xiao Lingyun.

When the two of them were alone again, she asked sharply, "How can you not speak to me in such a tone?" ”

He ate the last bite of the salad, rested his fork on either side of the plate, and carefully wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin. The graceful movements are as if they had been taught by experts in British royal etiquette.

"Let's get straight to the point," he began, "you need me." Never mind what I'm going to do with that cop, you'd better leave this worried thought out of your mind. Isn't that good friend of yours Charunwan still buried in a coffin? So, do you think there's something wrong? ”

Yan Xiaojing looked at Xiao Lingyun fixedly, wanting to explore his true thoughts through those sunglasses, looking for emotional looseness, or looking for thoughts that she could touch. But the pitch-black lenses shielded his eyes, keeping her out completely, and the indifferent expression on his face did not provide the slightest information.

"Why is that? Is that all life has to you? She questioned loudly.

He sneered back and said, "Then why does death affect you so much?" Look inside your plate, there is life, human. ”

Yan Xiaojing sat down on the chair in a daze, hating and angry at Xiao Lingyun. How could he be so determined? I can't believe I actually had sex with him - no, it was just going to bed!

Her heart was suddenly hurt, not because of Xiao Lingyun's bad attitude towards her, but because she felt disappointed. She genuinely hoped that his heart would be different from his outward appearance, and she would have preferred to believe that his occasional tenderness and his indifference were equal weight on his face.

She pressed her aching chest and said, "If you don't mind, I really want to go." ”

There was a long dead silence in the room.

"Ah, it's annoying......" he muttered to himself, "that's not right." ”

"yes, that's not right."

"I was thinking, you deserve ...... I don't know how to put it, I should be treated like a normal person on a date or something. Speaking of this, Xiao Lingyun laughed without warning, which made Yan Xiaojing surprised, "What a broken way!" I knew I should pick what I was best at. Maybe I should teach you how to kill. ”

Beneath his heavy shell called arrogance, Yan Xiaojing discovered something hidden in the depths. Insecure? No, it's not. Judging from Xiao Lingyun's nature, it will only be a stronger feeling.

Self-hatred.

Ruan Yuanshou walked into the room, took away the salad plate, and replaced it with a cold cream soup. Interesting, Yan Xiaojing thought absentmindedly. Generally speaking, shouldn't you always serve the soup first, and then the salad? However, she can imagine that there may be many different social traditions and customs in the fox spirit clan.

For example, a man can have more than one woman.

In fact, this may just be the work of modern human equality ideas. In fact, a man and a woman respect each other, which is just unrequited love of human beings. There are so many species in this world, there are one male and many females, there are also one female and multiple males, and there are also the queen ants and queen bees who serve a female animal as an entire population.

It's just a matter of evolution and survival, and nothing is ever taken for granted. Maybe in the world of vixens, these things are not right or wrong.

There was a dull pain in her stomach again. She didn't mean to think about it, in fact she didn't want to think about it at all.

"Listen, there are some things you must know," Xiao Lingyun said as he picked up the soup spoon, "It's not that I'm addicted to killing, I'm fighting to protect it." I've killed thousands, though. Thousands. Yan Xiaojing, do you know? So, if you ask me to pretend I'm going to be uncomfortable when I talk about death, I can't do that. Not even for you, because I just can't do it. ”

"Thousands?" She was stunned by the number and repeated it quietly.

He nodded.

"God testify, who are you fighting against?"

"A bunch of bastards, once you pass refining, they will also come and kill you."

"Vixen Hunter?"

"Servant Eater. They were originally ordinary people, and then sold their souls to Maharaja in exchange for the ability to dominate fear. ”

"Who is Maharaja, or is it ...... Something? As she said the name, the candlelight began to falter wildly, as if fanned by an invisible hand.

Xiao Lingyun hesitated and did not speak. Someone as fearless as him would feel uncomfortable talking about this topic.

"Are you talking about demons?" She asked.

"Worse than demons. The two simply cannot be compared. The demon is just a metaphor, and the latter is incredibly real. Luckily, Maharaja had his arch-rival, the ancient goddess Nuwa. He smiled wryly and said in a sarcastic tone, "Maybe the word 'lucky' is a little exaggerated." But at least it's a counterbalance. ”

"Like angels and demons, do you live or die?"

"Maybe that's what you mean by saying it. In our legends, the fox spirits of Qingqiu are the only bloodline lineage created by Nuwa, the mother of the earth, and we are the people chosen by her. Maharaja was both jealous of Nuwa's ability to create life, and at the same time despised the special powers she had granted to our race. The Servant Eater Society was his response. The reason why ordinary people are used is not only because he can't create life, but also because the ordinary people are an inexhaustible resource of killing intent anytime, anywhere. ”