"Okay, I'll pay attention." Yan Beihuai smirked, his face full of swear words, "Eat for dinner."

Yan Luo nodded obediently and began to cook rice seriously.

"The two children you asked your third brother to bring back last time..."

Yan Jingce slowly peeled the scalloped shrimps while looking up at Yan Luo casually.

Yan Luo didn't even raise his head, "What's wrong?"

She was not worried about the safety of her father at all. As long as he had a ceiling, he could survive like a tenacious cockroach.

And her mother, who is useless in life but can bargain, doesn't have to worry about being hungry by Yan Sui's side.

"They said that they were used to living in the basement, not in the places where carbon-based organisms breathed." Yan Jingce recalled the two children who had held the quilt and said they wanted to live in the basement, and the silence of everyone who heard this.

"Your grandma, mom, and sister-in-law were so distressed that they decided to live in another house, and there were two people who were dedicated to the care of them."

Yan Luo stopped eating, and she knew that Yan Sui and Hua Sui had been hiding at home during the day in their previous lives, without seeing anyone at night, and were elusive.

When asked them, Yan Sui always said lazily: "We can't see the light, we will die when we go out. You are the son of the sun and will not die."

Yan Luo believed it naively when he was a child, and saw the same racial characteristics of vampires in anime on TV. He believed in his identity as vampires.

He also actively reported to the police station, supporting his parents to the National Institute for anatomy and research. Finally, he was sent home with a smile by his uncle, and was beaten by the couple in a mixed doubles.

When Yan Luo grew up, he not only knew that the son of the sun in the Shanhai Jing was actually a crow, but also realized that they—

It must be social terror!

She nodded to Yan Jingce, "I understand."

After enjoying the dinner comfortably, Yan Luo collected his own bowls, chopsticks and kitchen waste, nodded and politely signaled to everyone, and went into her room with Yan Nuo to plot the territory of the garbage disposal factory.

Three hours later, Yan Luo was still thinking that a task had not been completed. He said goodbye to Yan Nuo in advance, brushed his teeth, washed and took a shower, took out the Xuexi Ji, whose limbs and head were retracted into the turtle shell, placed it on the bed, and sat cross-legged beside the soft bed.

She held her cheeks and knocked her turtle shell boredly with her fingertips, "Not there is no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no?"

Perhaps because he was annoyed by it, Xuexi finally slowly stretched out his head.

"How is it?" Yan Luo said excitedly.

"The main system said that it can inform the original owner of the cause of death. Anyway, the world had already produced a series of butterfly effects and collapsed, but..." It deliberately lengthened its voice.

“But what?”

"You really have to complete the task well!" Xuexi Ji suddenly aggrievedly accused, "It's okay to have a humiliation in the image, the daily KPI is the lowest, and I can't raise my head in front of the main system and those sub-systems!"

"Okay, okay, I will definitely complete the task."

Yan Luo felt a little guilty and still firmly guaranteed it again and again, just like the author who broke the update promised in front of the editor that he would update it from today.

"Then I said it? Don't regret it."

When Ji Xuexi thought about what he would say to Yan Luoxuan next, he felt obscure and complicated.

Even when it first learned the specific process and reason of this incident, it reminded him of the pure and flawless silly and sweet appearance now, and he didn't look like a person who could do such a thing.

How deep is this obsession so that the young man who is motivated to be everyone's little sun is forced to force himself...

"You said, it's the original owner and not me, how could you regret it?" Yan Luo was puzzled.

"No matter how outrageous the truth is, you must believe me?" Xuexi Ji felt a little uneasy and repeatedly told Yan Luo.

"Okay, okay." Yan Luo agreed helplessly, "Do you say or not? I'm going to bed if you don't say."

How outrageous can it be?

Did she hit a passerby on the knife?

"Okay..." Xue Ji let out a breath and finally made up her mind to spit out a few words, "Atractylodes."

"Atractylodes?" Yan Luo frowned and his tone was unconsciously lighter, "Is he an eyewitness?"

Learning Ji is confused: "That's right..."

"The body he collected for 'me'?"

Xuexi was distressed: "...barely count."

"That's...he helped me avenge?"

Xuexi took a deep breath: "Hiss--this can't be forgotten."

"Tsk." Yan Luo was too lazy to guess, "You can tell me directly."

The little mung bean from Xueji's eyes were full of complexity. Look, she subconsciously didn't want to believe that possibility.

Anyone who has been exposed to Atractylodes or Turtle can't believe that he will do it...

It sighed softly, "You can see it yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Luo fell into darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he was in the perspective of God.

She is not unfamiliar with this perspective. In the dream that made her deeply remember, the boy who could not see his face clearly but could magically sense his pain.

The picture is simple and crude.

On the night of the empty and shady street, a young man and woman stood face to face, as if they were talking.

The picture was pulled in, and Yan Luo saw the young man and woman clearly.

Atractylodes' rare formal outfit and suit and ties did not conflict with his sunny and young aura, but was even more amazing and outlined his figure.

The girl in front of him was wearing a pink princess dress with a strapless pink skin. The exposed large area of ​​skin was white and translucent, like carefully carved jade. The exposed ankles were white and slender, and they were slim and slim. They were wearing naked pink low-heeled shoes on their feet, making the instep look very beautiful.

Yan Luo raised his eyebrows interestingly. This guy Atractylodes is OK, and he even made an appointment with a girl...

She saw the girl's face clearly and was shocked. How could it be herself?

The next second, she immediately calmed down, and it should be the "Yan Luo" in the original world.

But even Atractylodes and "Yan Luo", the combination is a bit weird. The male protagonist and the female cannon fodder who is infatuated with him-

Suddenly, Yan Luo suddenly widened his eyes.

It happened in just a moment, and the picture seemed to be frozen.

Atractylodes lancea was covered with blood in her hands. The blood slid across the blade and stroked down her wrist. With a "click", it dripped onto the thick ground, and on the lonely street, it seemed to turn into substance.

"Yan Luo" covered her stomach, and her survival instinct made her want to cover the blood flowing from her abdomen. The blood overflowed from the gaps between her fingers, and soon penetrated her pink dress, with large patches of blood. She didn't expect that the boy opposite would suddenly take out a knife and stab her.

She opened her mouth to speak, but found that because the blood was lost too quickly, her whole body was exhausted, her lips were pale, and she had no strength to speak. She could only allow the last force of survival to hold his shoulder tightly and barely stand firm.

Atractylodes looked down at his hand holding the hilt of the knife and the abdomen of "Yan Luo", and then looked up at "Yan Luo". In a trance, he seemed to see her again.

The clear tea eyes of the past were covered with red blood. He obviously wanted to laugh, but the nerves on his face seemed to be unfitted by him. Only the corners of his mouth were curled up very slightly, and his whole body was depressed and hideous.

He raised his dirty hands and gently touched "Yan Luo"'s face, dyeing a little red on her snow-white cheeks. He was afraid of staining this face, so he obsessed with his hands to wipe away the trace, but the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I just want her to come back..."

Yan Luo, who had been in the perspective of God, subconsciously took a step back. She had never seen such a terrible appearance of Atractylodes. In her impression, he had always been that silly and happy big boy.

But what is he doing now?

kill?

Or kill her?

But he is the male protagonist, Yan Luo can't understand.

Besides, she looks exactly the same as the unconscious girl on the ground. She watched "I" be stabbed and lying on the ground with unknown life and death. This feeling...is still a bit strange.

At this moment, Yan Luo suddenly felt an irresistible suction force, which led her to the body of "Yan Luo" who was pouring onto the pool of blood.

Yan Luo felt the intention of this power and turned around and ran away. The scene was so awkward that she didn't want to go!

This seemed to anger the power. The next moment, the power suddenly increased, and Yan Luo couldn't help but be pulled forward.
Chapter completed!