The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss

I happened to pass by a cleaning truck sweeping garbage. The cleaning truck was parked next to a pile of garbage, and there were two staff members in yellow jackets carrying the garbage.

The little spider scratched his eyes casually, and found that the eyes they looked at were also golden pupils.

He smiled arrogantly: "There is also a cleaner, it's really terrible, I don't know how many awesome identities to use."

"Oh, you don't understand that."

The driver in the front row gave him a greasy smile. There was still a little green vegetable leaf on the front teeth, and he licked it indifferently, "We are called Purdue sentient beings, helping others to overcome calamities..."

"Pursue all sentient beings, cross the catastrophe for others, scoff..."

The little spider smiled and shook his head, looking indifferent, his eyes glanced at the glass window, and outside the window was the green belt, the villas, and the city A that was getting farther and farther away...

Luo Qingyi, it turns out that you are my robbery.

Love robbery.

Now, the fate between you and me is perfect, and the love calamity cannot be overcome, so the fate should be over.

I always thought that you would go before me.

Never thought of it, I left first.

……

Luo Qingyi, who was on the phone at Xu Anning's house to prepare the head, suddenly had his eyelids twitch.

For no reason, I panicked for a moment.

Without any interference from external factors, it was as if a needle suddenly pierced the heart, hitting the vital point, and the pain was so painful that it almost died.

He took a deep breath and slowed down for a while before recovering.

Did something happen to Yaoyao?

Hurriedly hung up the number of the monk who had just contacted and was still bargaining, and called Little Spider.

Chapter 122

But on the other end of the phone, there has been no one answering the looping ringtone!

"I am a bird imprisoned by you. I have forgotten how high the sky is. If I leave the little castle you gave me, I don't know who else I can rely on..."

Luo Qingyi listened in a daze. The difference between a monk and a cultivator is that a cultivator will integrate his emotions into his practice, and can improve his mana through various practices, including dual cultivation like Pei Yiyi and Ning Anan. , a cruel evil cultivator like Ling Feng, and a casual cultivator like Xu Anning.

Cultivators are different. Cultivators are actually similar to monks. They pay attention to the purity of the six senses and the emptiness of the four elements. Before deciding to practice, one must cut off all love in the world.

That's why Luo Qingyi is relatively indifferent to feelings.

That's why the little spider appears cold, arrogant and alienated, indifferent, with a calm appearance on the surface, and all kinds of poisonous chicken soup that was exaggerated by the master when he cut off the relationship will appear in his mind.

For example: Love will kill you, etc...

However, no matter how much you cover up, no matter how much you pretend, can you deceive your heart?

He knows that he loves him, his obsession with him, the pain that he can't get but can't let go of the suffering.

He himself, why not,

A bird whose heart he imprisoned?

Finally unable to sit still, he casually confessed to Ling Feng: "You do it first, I'll go home."

Ling Feng looked at him with crazy eyes, tell me a few things, do we know each other well?

Wait, why is his face so ugly?

Could it be that something happened to his little lover?

Who cares, I just need to make money to make me happy.

But, he is Shen Shen's master, if he doesn't ask, will Shen Shen look down on me...

After tangling back and forth, he still followed Luo Qingyi who had just left the house, and chased him out, "Hey, where are you going? Wait for me..."

Two 10 minutes later.

Luo Qingyi and Ling Feng took a taxi to the villa.

Luo Qingyi was paying the taxi driver's fare, Ling Feng opened the door and got out of the car, lamenting the elegant and leisurely environment here, thinking about whether to buy a house here when he has money, and when the black snake dies, put Deceived deeply, loving and loving for the rest of my life.

On the other side of the villa area, there was a loud noise in the air!

Deafening, like a thunderbolt passing the sky.

The two men turned their heads to look at the same time, including the taxi driver stuck their heads out to watch.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it, Luo Qingyi had just bought a house, the entire roof was pushed away by two figures, one red and one gold, who were almost phantoms!

The two figures were rushing out of the villa at a speed that normal people couldn't see clearly, fighting non-stop.

After the roof was lifted, the two figures jumped directly on the roof and continued to fight. The circle of heaven and earth under the child's feet slightly lightened, and the roof fell down in one piece, hitting between the broken cliffs, and was paralyzed with a crash. Reinforced concrete!

Powder, dust and bricks fell all over the ground, staining the surrounding flowers and trees with dust.

The two figures, one red and one gold, turned into two entangled lights, rushed towards the sky, and disappeared into the clouds!

The taxi driver is just an ordinary driver. He has never seen such a fantasy yet realistic scene, with his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg: "Fuck, this is the real violent demolition."

Luo Qingyi's fingertips trembled, and he ran towards the villa.

Ling Feng hurriedly chased after him, he didn't feel sorry for the little spider, but he felt sorry for such a good villa, it was demolished just like that, it was all wasted money!

The two men ran into the villa one after the other, surrounded by many property staff, the security of the villa, other owners, some people were calling the police, and many people were discussing.

Luo Qingyi pushed aside the crowd, his steps were a little erratic, as if the surrounding air had fallen into a dead silence that had never been seen before, and those discussing people seemed to be mosaiced, and even their voices were filtered out.