A long time ago, when he had not yet developed a gloomy suspicion of anything, he could not help but cross-examine some unwritten general rules that were catchy but might not be able to withstand their harsh tests.

Among them, the belief that he is most indignant and disgusted by is the unreserved love of the object of love, and regards the other party as a great philanthropist like a fairy and a sage.

It's a joke that touches on his sore spot, but unfortunately, few people can understand without prejudice why Perslin would walk away in front of his lover, and even leave behind a string of cold-colored poisonous tongues.

Probably except Da Boseer, there would be no one who would bear his malice without resentment—how could she not know it, after all, the marks of his life were the finished product carved out by her sword!

Thanks to her care, he was created at this time, and it was difficult to find a second character who was so selfish and charming in the Neflin Super Cluster.

Usually he looks at the universe with a sneer and a charm, and the latter appropriately reciprocates the show of affection with a near-murderous intent.

Even the most docile and good seeker will inevitably be aroused by his desire to be evil and courageous.

Each bouquet carried with him was secretly accompanied by a sharp and thin blade with bloody scratches from the edges and corners.

For a long time, his vague drafts were struck by a lot of experience that was not well prepared.

That's right, love is love, and being loved is not the same as being treated well!

Even ordinary people are like this, how can he have the luxury or even imagine that Daboseer loves him and treats him as more than just a toy and a pet?

Perslin lay on his side on the edge of the bed, frowning and unpredictable, gritting his teeth slightly, scanning the various caressed claws that were based on his body.

There is not a single bit of "gentleness" that most people take for granted, and even the kindness that will be given to strangers in a sudden overnight romance is not stored in their own flesh and bones.

It was the basic rule that he had expected for a long time, and even before leaving, he secretly wanted such treatment, but he was still scheming, and he couldn't help but be irritated by the other party's excessive control of his posture.

The act of repaying the previous debt was originally a cheap sale of "what I am mine shall not be blasphemed", but it should not be marked with an excessively fine ribbon.

If you want to belittle him, you shouldn't do everything you can to coax him, deceive him into trust, and then smash the ground luxuriously.

His mother spoke of love and longing, but at every moment, she dissolved the doubts that arose in Perslin's heart with a real bad act. Whenever he evacuated the irreversible line of defense for her, she always poked into his most sensitive pain points with an intoxicating look back and a smile.

Since she had played him again three nights before, in the name of taking him on a trip, and throwing him into the shop of a group of GB-type transformation special attackers who were thriving because of their emotional wit, Perslin had thrown back the attachment and trust that had sprouted in his heart like a candlelight in the storm.

Yes, if he didn't let his malice and deviation kick in, he would be buried in bed after bed, scene after scene of domestication and hunting theater - no matter what, it would be too arrogant and wasteful to use his rare bargaining chip and rudely disregard the use value of his brain cells.

"Waste, the word doesn't exist in our heterogeneous blueprint. In other words, what she dislikes is moderation and moderation. ”

Ever since he entered the crypt of the Red Cultists in this shape, the pair of visioners, who had never existed in the form of a charcoal body, had always been in tune with him, seeing every scenery he saw, and experiencing every cruel act he undertook.

Talking to them silently is like talking to yourself a second ago.

They are both receivers for him to download all his feelings, and constant feeders for self-sealing back into the system.

Even though he was in the midst of a white-hot torrent of blindness, they were still a piece of driftwood dormant in the ocean of the unconscious, accompanying him with a wonderful sense of communality.

Although Perslin is really not good at getting along with young children's personalities, these two childish "twin fluctuation fields" serve as his intermediaries and advisers.

"We love swinging in your arms."

Ai'er looked like a fraudster shyly, and he was in the world of mental images.

"You look like a desolate and dangerous building that is ready to collapse, but among the dead leaves and rubble on the ground, we can glimpse countless gem particles of the Water Dancing Pavilion. It's been a long time since we've replenished such cold nourishment, and Cool Sulu, who is the main body, must be hungry! ”

Yi'er confessed like this, with the unbounded wisdom of a superlife.

Thanks to their unsuspecting pair, who have unilaterally fallen in love with him, Boslin has learned all the gist of the antecedents—the secrets of Daboseer and the resurrected "family and friends" who have been resurrected one after another, and the secrets that are just as simple as they are outrageously simple.

From this pair of psychic impulses, which claimed to be one of the multiple manifestations of the Chaos Demon God, he received strange data far beyond the wildest imagination.

Of course, although he is a staunch agnostic, he is not without encounters with phenomena beyond the normal universe.

They scanned Leora's fragments in his dumbfounded thoughts.

With a soft, nasal voice, she told him that there was much more to the supernatural system than that.

"That's a big deal! Your mother is a supergod no less than Yahweh, and that lonely runner who wanders around alone and has no way to send is worth nothing. Remember her deity, Lilisi, she is the only one of the supergods in the four-quadrant system who has made it our eldest sister! ”

Yi'er said softly: "It's a pity that at that time, we were ordered not to interfere in any state, otherwise we would help you to get on the {King of Light}." ”

If you want to analyze their feelings towards his almost protective fellow travelers, eighty percent are against Bai Lige's common hatred.

That man was the only master he had ever seen in his life, and presumably even the twin demon gods who lacked physical bodies had enough of his arrogance.

They will giggle and say all the naughty things in him; At first, it was thanks to Bai Lige that Perslin was able to get a glimpse of these nonsensical resurrections.

"To put it bluntly, it's not worth a few candies, of course, the original one has been completely vaporized, and even the structure of the prime particles has been broken and disintegrated. Naturally, it is not reproduced by a simple raw weight method, even our great half-mother can't do it! She retains the adulterer's behavior pattern Lingbo, and differentiates another isomer according to the time overlap axis of the extradimensional - to put it simply, this Bai Lige is one of the countless parallel worlds that has not been disposed of at all. ”