The immortal sister came out of the studio, she saw Zhang Xiaoyu and Hongjian, chatting very happily, beside them, there were two girls, one of them, the immortal sister had seen in the studio of "Morning Life and Twilight Death", and the other one should be the restless girl in the mouth of the four-eyed kangaroo, that is, the girl who has a good relationship with the little slut Hongjian.

The immortal sister walked towards Zhang Xiaoyu and them, and the upper echelons who survived on the Seventh Avenue were still available in the city government. After all, this is the era when people stepped on people's positions.

"Hello, immortal sister."

Red Sword greets the undead sister, who is both a nominal ally and an adversary. It's easy to say that the world is divided into three parts, but the Seventh Avenue is a six-point world, which is far more complicated than the distribution of forces on the surface. An intricate network of relationships, a few old acquaintances fighting back and forth.

"Red Sword, who is this?"

The immortal girl wants to ask when Cinderella became his senior. The immortal sister could have asked Zhang Xiaoyu, but the person she asked was Red Sword, the relationship between Cinderella and Zhang Xiaoyu seems to be unusual, the immortal sister doesn't care much, Red Sword is different, Red Sword is the leader of "Morning Life and Twilight Death".

“……？”

Red Sword looked at Cinderella in awe, and really couldn't think of the right words to introduce her. Cinderella blackmailed the red sword once, and then became addicted, and from time to time she ran to the seventh avenue and came to extort her. Suo Hongjian, in the past few months, Hongjian has not seen this brutal "senior" again, and Hongjian still wonders if the predecessor is starving to death. appeared, saying that the predecessors had arrived, and Cinderella appeared in the studio of the red sword.

"Little Red Sword, what are you looking at, what's dirty on my face?"

"No, senior, you are extremely beautiful without makeup."

Red Sword hurriedly pandered.

"Immortal sister, she is my senior, Cinderella's eldest sister."

Red Sword solemnly introduced to the immortal sister.

What surprised Hongjian was that his eldest sister used to wear a long gray skirt when they met, but today she is wearing a short skirt, and her collarbone is also exposed. Who changed the dressing habits of the eldest sister? The red sword kept his gaze on Zhang Xiaoyu. "I'll cross it." The red sword saw the red bow on Zhang Xiaoyu's little rain. Red Sword tried not to pay attention to that thing, but it was there, and if you didn't look at it, your heart was itching, and you had to look at it. Just like men in public toilets, when they release water, they will always intentionally or unintentionally look at the friends of the men who release water next to them to see if their friends are of the right length.

The little ninja of Milk Ninja seemed to notice the enthusiastic gaze speculating on its length, and immediately shook it.

"......" red sword.

Immortal sister, looking at Cinderella's familiar face, seems to have seen it somewhere, but she can't remember it. Xiang Cinderella's handsome face, after seeing it, it is hard to forget that the immortal sister can't remember where she has seen it.

"Déjà vu?"

The immortal sister muttered to herself.

Cinderella, ** smiled at the immortal sister.

Immortal sister, stunned.

Zhang Xiaoyu: "Immortal sister, my team decided to cooperate with 'Morning Life and Twilight Death', and the Red Sword Team Leader also agreed to accept my team. From now on, we are competitors. ”

Immortal Sister: "Oh. ”

An agreement has already been reached? Is it an agreement that was made before, or is it an agreement made now. It seems that there is no need to pursue it. is already an enemy, and there is no point in caring about inconsequential things.

The team that lives and dies in the twilight of life, the strength is there. Red Sword used to be the popular king of the cos world, and his fame and insidiousness naturally attracted like-minded members. Red Sword provides a platform for the ambitious members of the "Morning Life and Twilight Death", of course, it is not free, and he can also use them to consolidate the gold medal status of "Morning Life and Twilight Death" on the Seventh Avenue.

"Milk Ninja Leader, we're companions now."

Red Sword said to Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Team Leader Red Sword, I wish us a happy cooperation."

Zhang Xiaoyu said.

"Happy yarn." Red Sword muttered inwardly. Hongjian chose to cooperate with Zhang Xiaoyu, in addition to taking a fancy to Zhang Xiaoyu's strength, mainly because he did not dare to refuse the "goodwill" request of Cinderella's eldest sister. Who knows, the eldest sister is nervous, what kind of crazy thing she will do, and the red sword will not dare to experience it again.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

The little slut shows a pleasant signature slut smile.

Cinderella, on the other hand, took a slightly restrained Bingbing hand and wandered around Seventh Avenue. How to say, Cinderella has come here many more times than Bingbing, at least she can be Bingbing's tour guide.

Immortal sister, her sight has never left Cinderella. “…… Why did my heart beat so hard after seeing this woman? ”

Red Sword, a serious word: "What, immortal sister, should you awaken a new hobby?" ”

The immortal sister turned her head, glared at the red sword, and removed the thumb knuckles of the red sword by the way......

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Beasts.

Behan Hotel.

An old humanoid with an indistinct face, sleeping on a special sickness, was filled with hundreds of hoses. The display screen of various medical monitoring instruments records the vital signs of the elderly.

The man who is dying and waiting for the remains of death.

Open.

The old man's eyes, which had not been opened for several years, slowly propped up, and the gray-yellow pupils turned excitedly. Tears flowed from the eyes.

"The family, the long-cherished wish of several generations, is it finally going to end on me?"

The moment the old man opened his eyes, all kinds of piercing warnings sounded in the ward, and the two middle-aged clansmen of the family guarding the door rushed into the room as fast as they could. They had a bad premonition in their hearts, "The head of the family, should he die?" "They shouldn't have such absurd and disrespectful thoughts, and they can't blame them, it's a miracle that the old man-shaped corpse lying on the bed, for more than ten years, has never lost his last breath of life.

The two middle-aged men looked at the old man on the bed with few hairs on his skinny scalp in horror, and sat on the bed energetically, his eyes were full of fanatical joy, almost crazy. Watching by the old thing, the two middle-aged men trembled uneasily.

"Very good, very good."

The old man stared haughtily at the people of his clan. "Nourishment, they are the nourishment prepared for me by the people of the clan."

Nourishment, the material for raising people.

A great tonic feed for the dying.

As if by a pair of invisible hands, the throat was choked, two middle-aged men, their bodies slowly floated in the air, boom, a silent roar exploded in the depths of their consciousness, their facial features were distorted and deformed, and a large amount of blood spurted out from their eyes, ears, nose and lips, bursting open, and the suits and shirts on their bodies exploded. Pants, burst apart. The essence blood spiritual power rushed out of their bodies and turned into several blood arrows, shooting at the shriveled old man's body.

Click, the bones spread out, and the few yellow hairs that the old man rarely had automatically fell off his body, and thousands of black and shiny hairs rushed out of the hair follicles of the old man's scalp and grew to more than ten centimeters long in tens of seconds. At the same time, Zou Baba's muscles and skin, which were covered by the humanoid remains, also became plump.

"Poof—"

The man on the bed spat out a mouth full of stump teeth.

Then, he smacked his lips with satisfaction, a mouthful of white dangling teeth, which are still the teeth that an old man should have. Looking at him again, he has lost the old form of goosebumps he had been a few minutes ago. Stripped off the hose and cable on his body, the person sitting on the bed was clearly a teenager!

From a humanoid skeleton to a green boy, it only takes a few minutes.

Fall.

The two middle-aged strong men hanging in the air were just two bones with loose osteoporosis, which fell on the cold floor and scattered to the ground.

The young man on the bed exhaled a breath of turbidity, stretched his waist easily, and then stood up.

He had no clothes.

Creamy, delicate skin wrapped around his inside, which smelled of rancid meat.

"One month, that's enough."

The young man muttered to himself, as if he was nostalgic, as if he was remembering decades of power-hungry life.

Lifting his slender legs, the young man's right foot stepped on a skull, and with a snap, the cracked human skull cavity was so soft and weak, turning into a small piece of bone residue, as bright as white fine sand under the bright light.

"I will bury those who deserve to die, and I have no reason to spare the descendants of those who have died. These are the little things. The things that our people have guarded for hundreds of years will eventually reappear in the world. ”>