Mo Yan saw that her little short tail was upright, and she didn't know what this little guy was doing awkwardly, so she chuckled: "Not hungry?" ”

He found that since meeting the little guy, it was a lot more fun.

"Hmph."

Xiao Bai Ze snorted softly, snatched the fragrant barbecue from his hand, and squeaked and ate it.

How is it possible not to be hungry.

A few wild fruits are just water, how can they fill their stomachs?

Turning grief and anger into appetite, Xiao Bai Ze ate several pieces in a row, and finally ate and drank to his heart's content, lying on the soft grass, touching his bulging round belly, and yawning sleepily.

It's already the middle of the moon.

It's time to rest.

Mo Yan had a hearty fight with Yu Wuji today, and it consumed a lot, so he was indeed sleepy at this time. Leaning against a thick, flat tree trunk, squinting his eyes and resting his hands on his chest, his breathing became even and slow in a few moments.

Xiao Bai Ze lay on the grass for half an hour, feeling uncomfortable, so he got up, looked at Mo Yan, looked up and down, and finally his eyes fell on his hands folded on his chest, and the palms of his hands were facing up.

Hey.

It's a nice location and it's warm.

Xiao Bai Ze jumped into Mo Yan's palm and shook his little ears. You refuse to give this demon a smooth hair during the day, this demon will give you a chance to make up for it now, and sleep with this demon.

What she didn't know was that her unintentional behavior brought Mo Yan a terrible, extremely terrifying nightmare-

Mo Yan had already fallen asleep.

But suddenly, there was a fluffy and weak touch on the palm of his hand.

This touch immediately made every inch of his nerves in his body tense, every hair inside and out stood upside down, fine and dense cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and after a while, the underwear that was close to his back was also soaked.

He couldn't wake up.

He was trapped in an endless nightmare, and he was overwhelmed.

He went back to the year he was five years old, and in a dark and cramped room in the Eldest Princess's Mansion, he was tied to a pillar. The voice of a demonic man, full of evil, sounded low in his ears.

"This is your kitten, come, pet it."

His hand, caught, rested on a piece of soft fur.

Lukewarm.

It's the tanuki he has kept for two years.

"How? Isn't it warm? That's life. The demon laughed, bewitching, "Do you want to know what it's like for life to pass through your fingertips?" ”

The next moment.

His little hand was clenched suddenly.

pinched the kitten's neck impartially, and the miserable and tragic cat meow resounded in the small black room. In the ears of five-year-olds, it echoes for a long time and endures.

The tanuki struggled.

The five-year-old child was panicking, he was screaming too, and his voice was no lower than that of a cat, but the hateful adult, that demon, the big hand clamped his little hand like a plier and did not allow him to break free!

Until—

The plush mass in his hand is no longer struggling.

It was warm and became cold.

The five-year-old couldn't hold back any longer, and the corners of his eyes, which were covered by the black cloth, were wet. My whole body was shaking.

"What are you crying about, little bastard." The demon sneered, "Your mother handed you over to me to teach, and I am your master, your godfather." Today is the first class, learning what life is. ”

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