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The little boy swam back and forth in the pool of blood, swimming on his back, leaning over, kicking and swimming at will, and when he was tired of swimming, he went to the shore to rest.

Demon Ran stood in front of the blood pool, looked down, and said, "Are you satisfied this time?" ”

The little boy raised his head, glanced at a cold gaze in his dark eyes, and said, "Do you like the Good Wealth Boy?" ”

"it." Enchanted and noble for many years, elegant for many years, and finally broke the gong once, and said a dirty word very impatiently.

"Also, who are you? I seem to know you. "The little boy's memory has begun to degrade.

Some things are blurred, some people are forgotten, and some words are diminished.

He was familiar with the demon, not because he remembered the demonic and handsome facial features, but because he was familiar with the demonic aura.

He didn't need to think about it, he could blurt out the bewitching question, but when the words came out, he realized one thing, why should he answer it?

The little boy provoked a dirty remark, apparently not having much patience to continue the conversation.

His slender fingertips lifted it, and a wisp of red-gold light spread out.

The light was like a blade, slashing along the little boy's neck, piercing through the bones and flying.

In an instant, the corpse separated and broke into two.

The little boy's head flew into the pool of blood, splashing a few blood flowers of bewitching color, which instantly turned into powder and dissolved into the pool water, disappearing into nothingness.

The little boy's body collapsed and shattered in an instant, like a collapse, sinking into a pool of blood.

Only the heart and organs are tightly connected, slowly drifting with the flow of the blood pool.

The demonic expression was slightly cold, his cold eyebrows were cold, and a trace of pity floated under his red golden pupils, and he said softly: "The last time, whether it is successful or not, Lone has done his best." ”

In the pool of blood, the heart seemed to understand the bewitching words, and silently rose and fell twice, which was regarded as thanks.

…………

A hundred years ago, golden wings fell from the sky with endless rain.

The beautiful wings shook twice and let go of the person wrapped in them.

The demon walked to the edge of the blood pool, half-squatted down, stared at the heart in the blood pool that had not yet grown into a human shape, and a trace of doubt appeared on his handsome face: "What's the situation?" Swallowed too much blood and couldn't grow up? ”

His experiments won't hang up, will they?

Never mind.

Wait.

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Eighty years ago.

The demon reappeared on the edge of the pool of blood.

He held his forehead and sighed lightly, inexplicably sighing: "Li Mubai, haven't you grown a body yet?" Lone told you that the empire's eight-year civil war had begun, corpses were everywhere, rivers of blood flowed, and delicious food was everywhere, which was really delicious. ”

Sometimes, he doesn't understand.

Li Mubai's delay in growing his body is due to his own reasons, or is it too much?

Is it that he pulls out the seedlings and is in a hurry to get it?

…………

Fifty years ago.

The demon sat on the edge of the pool of blood, bored.

He bites on a cordyceps stick, occasionally blowing a white fluffy dandelion wafting in the air.

He pondered for a long time and said, "Li Mubai, it's time to wake up." The empire has been reformed and opened up, and the general environment is good. ”

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Thirty years ago.

The demon was already carrying the hoe and began to dig the land next to the blood pool.

As he plowed the soil, he muttered to himself, "You're not going to wake up yet?" Ninety-seven years later, Jingang will return. ”

He felt that the reason why Li Mubai couldn't grow his body was most likely because the feng shui in the area near the blood pool was not good.

He had to plow all the bad feng shui, and then Li Mubai could turn into small seeds, soaked in rainwater, and grow.

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Twenty-four years ago.

The demon threw down the hoe, waved his long sleeves, stirred up a wave of blood-colored water, and blinked in shock.

He couldn't help but be summoned out with another swear word: "it." ”

What is that chubby little baby floating on the water?

What's the matter, are you really going to celebrate the return of Jingang and surprise him?

Groove ...... Trough...... Trough......

There are countless words of deep understanding circling in the ears of the demon.

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In the evening, it was getting dark, and it was past five o'clock.

Li Mubai woke up from a dream, sat up with his chest clutched, and his heart swelled with pain.

He looked around at the place where he had been locked before he fell asleep: the office of the President.

He was covered with a thin blanket.

Under the blanket, there was no warmth around him, and the cold temperature froze so cold that he lost the last trace of warmth in his heart.

When Twilight left him unaware, he left him and quietly left.

Hehe, what a heartless woman.

Li Mubai rubbed his eyebrows lightly, picked up the snow-colored shirt on the ground and walked to the long mirror.

He fastened buttons and cufflinks one by one, and finally, pinned a diamond buckle on the neckline, glanced at his cold eyebrows and eyes, and a light-colored smile appeared on his lips.

was cut off four times, in exchange for a beautiful face in the prosperous world, it is worth it.

But did those things really happen in the dream?

There always seems to be some fault in his memory, where did he lose it?

Ding dong.

The phone rang, and it was Twilight who sent a message.

'Awake?' Just three words.

Li Mubai moved his finger and typed out a message: 'Hmm. ’

'What do you want to eat?' I'll bring it to you. Listening to Twilight's tone, she should be downstairs.

Li Mubai was slightly stunned and paused.

In his memory, Twilight had never been so kind to him, more threatening, indifferent, and trying to consume him in any way he could.

So, what's going on today? Is the sun coming out of the west? Seems to be gentle.

'I want to drink soup. Li Mubai suddenly remembered, it seemed that he hadn't drunk soup for a long time.

The last time, it was the bowl of sweet and sour cabbage soup at dusk.

"Wait for me." Twilight's last text message was only two words.

Li Mubai read the message and put down the phone.

He tilted his head slightly, thought for a few seconds, and slowly unbuttoned the buttons and cufflinks on his snow-colored shirt, took off the shirt and threw it in its original place.

Then he walked towards the bed, lifted the blanket, and lay down.

Li Mubai put the blanket on his waist, half of it fell to the ground, half of it was wrapped around the waistline, and the delicate and beautiful waist bone loomed.

He raised his hand, his long white fingers tucked into the chestnut hair, and flicked it twice at random, exuding a fluffy and flowing texture.

"Hmm......" Li Mubai finally couldn't resist the sleepiness in his bones, and fell asleep on the pillow.

He had a dream, as if he had been wandering for centuries, and he was so tired that his bones were about to fall apart.

When Twilight walked into the lounge with a small cabbage soup, she was greeted by such a fragrant scene.

She stopped and stood in the doorway, her throat slightly dry, as if she was in dire need of water.

Li Mubai heard the sound of footsteps and slowly opened his eyes, his tea-black eyes glowing with a little hazy light.

He didn't seem to wake up yet, his eyes were foggy and aimless, and when he saw Twilight leaving, he raised his hand on his forehead, eased his mind, whispered softly, and opened his mouth: "You're back?" ”

Twilight coughed lightly, picking up a bit of a positive color.

She closed the door and walked into the house, put the rice on the table, and said, "Rice, roast meat, lamb chops, cabbage soup, and sauce okra, okay?" ”