Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

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"Sister, are you really... not coming back?" Tong Lele lowered her head in despair, her hand gently stroking the corpse in her arms.

The picture is both weird and pitiful

"Take me to find the person who came with us, and in return I will help your sister be reborn into a good family in her next life." Only he and Tong Lele could hear Nanfeng's voice.

Tong Lele opened his eyes wide and asked, "Is it really possible?"

She actually didn't want her sister to come back to life. She had suffered too much in this life. Even if she came back to life, it would be very painful. The pain inflicted on her could not be offset by coming back to life.

She was afraid to see the wounds, because she would think of her sister who was covered in wounds and hit the tree, but she was powerless to save her.

"I can still avenge you." Nanfeng added

Little Stone muttered, "Pretty brother can find the poor little thing all by himself, and he still has to make excuses for his soft-heartedness... Ouch!"

"Talkative" Nanfeng spoke calmly

He was not soft-hearted, but wanted to accumulate merit for A Huai. Merit can be transformed into spiritual power to nourish Jun Huai's soul and help him recover soon.

The premise of doing anything is to put Jun Huai first. This is Nanfeng's principle of doing things.

He doesn't feel biased.

"Okay, I'll take you to find him." Tong Lele looked at the corpse hesitantly and wanted to take her with him.

The south wind throws out a golden bag and says "put it in"

Tong Lele knelt down and looked at him gratefully, "Sir, thank you."

In her eyes, Nanfeng is no different from the savior.

"Pack up, lead the way." Nan Feng turned away and did not accept her gift. He was not a soft-hearted god. He would only help this girl because of the benefits he needed. There was no need to accept this kneeling.

She is not her own believer.

Tong Lele packed up and quickly took Nanfeng to the depths of the basement. "What does the person you are looking for look like? I have been trapped here for a long time and I don't know who the person with you is."

Nan Feng did not correct her address as "the person sitting next to me in class"

Tong Lele tilted his head and shuddered as he remembered something. "You're looking for him?"

Nan Feng didn't understand why everyone here was so afraid of Chi Junhuai. "Well, is there a problem?"

Tong Lele hesitated for a moment, but still spoke as he walked, "Benefactor, there's something about him that makes us afraid. The only person who can scare us here is someone higher than us..."

When Tong Lele said who it was, it was as if she was muted, as if she was deliberately not allowed to say it.

Nan Feng has broken the restraints on him, and the only one who can make her speechless is his Ah Huai.

So, Ah Huai, what are you hiding?

Led by Tong Lele, they wandered around in this dark basement.

Qing Zige took a few quick steps forward and stood side by side with Nanfeng. "Can she be trusted?"

He didn't know what Nanfeng and Tong Lele had agreed on, which made this girl who almost became evil willing to lead the way for them.

"It's unbelievable..." Nanfeng paused, "But she can't beat me."

Tong Lele: I can hear...

Qing Zige: ...I know you are very powerful

Chu Zuoming: (????)?????

Finally, Tong Lele stopped in front of a door and trembled a little, "He...he is here, but..."

Nanfeng keenly sensed the bloody smell in the air around him. Little Stone didn't sound any danger alarm, so it wasn't Chi Junhuai who was injured.

Even Chu Zuoming began to be vigilant

"Push the door," Nanfeng said coldly.

Tong Lele struggled for a moment, then resigned herself to her fate and opened the door. The murderous aura that hit her face made her face turn pale instantly.

"This...this..." She stepped back and fell to the ground

The scene before her eyes was something she would never forget in her lifetime.

The room was like a Shura field, with broken bodies and limbs scattered everywhere. The bloody smell was so strong that it almost materialized, and the pungent smell made people nauseous.

The man sat quietly on the pile of corpses. His red clothes were already eye-catching, and now they were stained with blood, making the color even more vivid and tempting. He looked like a demon who had fought his way out of the Yellow Springs and the Nine Nether Hell.

He raised his head slightly, his face was splattered with blood, and strands of hair were also stuck with blood. In his narrow eyes, coldness and murderous intent were intertwined, as deep as an endless abyss. Just a glance could make people feel cold all over.

The surroundings were deadly silent, only the murderous aura emanating from him was surging wantonly in this bloody space.

Even Qing Zige, who had seen a lot of things, frowned a little uncomfortably.

As if hearing the voice from this side, the man tilted his head and looked over here with cold and fierce eyes, like an emotionless killing god.

When his eyes met Nanfeng, he paused, as if trying hard to think about who he was.

There was no place to step in the room. Nan Feng, wearing a white shirt, looked spotless here, like a collision of holiness and hell, making people unable to help but dirty him.

Chi Junhuai stood up, shook the bloody knife in his hand, put it away, and walked down step by step on the stump to approach Nanfeng.

Chu Zuoming finally relaxed when he saw that it was Chi Junhuai, but he also felt that this Chi Junhuai was not the same person he knew. He protected Qing Zige behind him.

Tong Lele was so scared that she wanted to turn herself into the crack of the ground. She recognized what these dead people were. They were all "monsters" here.

She even saw the law enforcer's badge lying in the blood. This man was like a devil crawling out of hell. Was he going to kill them?

Nan Feng seemed exceptionally calm compared to the panicked crowd. He just stood there, neither going in nor backing out.

Until the 'devil' from hell stood before him, he raised his hand and wiped the dirt off his face with a clean white handkerchief.

The tone was as gentle as usual, "You've turned into a little cat again."

The tone was as if Chi Junhuai had just gone out to play and got covered in mud.

"Do I... know you?" Chi Junhuai looked at the person in front of him who looked like a banished immortal, with confusion and scrutiny in his eyes.

"I'm so heartbroken that the beauty doesn't recognize me anymore."

Nanfeng pulled him out of the house and closed the door. With a flick of his fingertips, the broken limbs on the other side of the door began to burn in a place that no one could see.

These are monsters created by the dungeon. Although they have gained some intelligence by devouring players, they are not human. At best, they are just a bunch of defective products.

Nan Feng watched Chi Junhuai approach him doubtfully, his white shirt stained with his blood, but he did not try to stop him.

Lowering my head and looking at him, I said, "If you come closer, you will recognize me. Then why not get closer?"

After saying that, Nan Feng raised his hand to hold Chi Junhuai's waist and pulled him into his arms, their bodies colliding seamlessly.

Chi Junhuai looked down at Nanfeng who was completely soiled by him. He didn't know why he felt a little excited, as if he had dragged a spotless person off the altar and fell into hell with him.

The heartbeat that had been stopped for a long time began to beat slowly, and the violence and restlessness in the body were instantly calmed by the pleasant fragrance of flowers around.

And this person's blood smells so good...

"Can I bite you?"

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How to say it, Nan Nan's blood is like a tranquilizer to Huai Huai