Fast Travel Shiranui System: Phoenix Pro

Chapter 751 Killing and punishing the heart (28)

"squeak"

Feng Lin held his breath and concentrated, and the clown was also silent.

Feng Lin's sanity finally returned to his mind, and he exclaimed: "I, I, I...what did I step on?"

The clown said: "Don't you know what you stepped on? And, when you said this sentence, you should already know the attributes of the things under your feet."

"Can't you lie to me?"

The clown sighed and said: "I lied to you many times before, you just severely criticized me, I regret it, I know I made a lot of mistakes that can be forgiven, I want to repent, I want to make amends, I want to say sorry to you, but I found such an apology to be too thin and insincere, so I fell silent."

Feng Lin took a deep breath before saying, "Under such circumstances, you can lie to me."

"No!! I've already repented! You are so understanding, you scolded me directly after discovering my mistake, and made me feel so disappointed in the past me from the bottom of my heart."

From the corner of his eye, Feng Lin saw the clown's hand stretched forward, and his tightly pursed mouth expressed his determination of "I can't lie to you" very seriously.

"I was wrong. You can lie to me. As long as it is a white lie and harmless to me, you can just tell it." Feng Lin said with tears, "You can put your hands down, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired! As long as you want, I can lift it up for you until dark! But what you said is wrong! Lies, as long as they are lies, they are wrong! Although I am not the executor, Xiaoju is, I have used Body too! Just thinking of how many lies I've told makes me sick. Ah! I'm a sinner for speaking so many sinful things!"

"You can pull it down!" Feng Lin rolled his eyes, and complained mercilessly: "Repay the sinner! You may be perfunctory in what you said! Do you think I don't understand?"

The clown stretched out his little hand again, with the expression on his face as sincere as that scumbag lover back then: "I apologized so deeply, but you didn't forgive me~ Oh~ Feng Lin'er, your heart is so cruel!~"

Feng... Feng Lin'er?

Feng Lin was trembling on the spot, with goosebumps all over the floor and he hadn't finished yet~
Feng Lin shivered twice, then shook his head and said: "Even Yang Feng has never called me so affectionately, you say such things...you are really not afraid of death!"

"what?"

Feng Lin turned to look at the clown, only to find that he was no longer on his shoulder, and couldn't help but let out a little gasp.

"Hey!--"

Feng Lin looked down and saw the clown landed in the arm wound of a corpse.

Oh, fall.

fell! !
Feng Lin let out an exclamation, and immediately backed away, leaving the clown struggling to survive in the sticky blood clot.

The clown was thrashing about in the blood clot, struggled to expose his mouth, and shouted, "Help me! You bastard!"

Feng Lin glanced at the blood on the clown's body, and said with a look of disgust, "I'm afraid~~~"

"Can you handle this problem by yourself?" The clown pushed up hard: "The people in this village are almost dead. Do you think you can find out the cause of their death?"

Feng Lin raised his foot to look at the sole of the shoe, let out a "hey", and rubbed his foot on the sand back and forth.

"Did you... hear... what I said?" The clown jumped up and down, showing his mouth to call for help from time to time.

Feng Lin glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued rubbing his shoes: "Hey~ you wait... I'll save you by rubbing the blood off the soles of your shoes."

"Ah!"

Feng Lin didn't even raise her head: "Well...it's almost ready, just wait a little longer."

"Women don't have a good thing! You guys are even more so!"

Feng Lin still didn't look up: "Heh! It's not that I don't want to save you, you have to wait for me to do a good job of psychological training, right?!"

The clown said angrily, "I knew you were unreliable."

Feng Lin sensed something was wrong, so he looked up at the clown.

The clown is no longer in the arm of that corpse! !

Feng Lin got a little anxious, ignored the soles of her shoes that hadn't been wiped clean, and whispered, "Where are you, clown?"

"Woman, I'm on your other shoe!"

Feng Lin looked down at his left foot, and saw a ball embedded in his shoe. He bent down to take a closer look, and saw a black and red clown pulling a shoelace.

Feng Lin was slightly annoyed: "Didn't I tell you to wait a little longer! I will save you later. Why are you so disobedient?"

"Later?" The clown gasped for several breaths before looking directly at Fenglin. His eyes were a bit awkward, but he didn't dare to move his mouth too much, and only moved a few times: "I'll wait a little longer." I died inside! Since I’ve been with you for so long, can’t you compare to a pair of shoes?”

Feng Lin twitched the corners of his mouth, and said without conscience: "You are bouncing around in there, I don't know what you are doing? And when you fell in, the blood splashed was not high, which also shows that the wound is not serious. Deep, right? Although your voice of calling for help is very soft and touching, but I’m sorry, you’re just pretending. You want to awaken my sympathy, it’s impossible~”

The clown glared at him.

Feng Lin let out a breath, and the clown tried his best to pull the shoelaces so as not to blow them away, so she smiled again: "Yang Feng knows what kind of person I am, you see, even though he has been with me for so many years, he still dare not talk to me. Something happened."

(End of this chapter)