Reborn as a thief and a husband

Okay, really... I'm going to suffocate to death...

Are you willing to die like this?Pooh!Bullying without any reason is the most hateful bullying. Why, why can the strong trample on life at will, why the strong can be domineering, why can the strong belittle and insult others at will !

Why!Why!Why! ! !

Intense hatred erupted from the depths of his body. Nanfeng hit with all his strength and punched the person behind him in the face. The man didn't expect him to do this. The lethality made him stunned while his face was crooked.

Since the birth of his demon king, many people dared to beat him, but there were very few people, demons and gods, who could really beat him.

What's more, it's still a slap in the face!It's just looking for death!

Nan Feng's legs and feet were stiff, he stumbled away from his embrace, fell to the ground within a few steps, and was stepped on his chest by someone, crushed cruelly, and could even hear the slight sound of ribs breaking and piercing into his lungs.

Even though it was the end of the road, he still stubbornly opened his eyes wide, without any trace of fear and fear in his firm eyes, looking up at the mighty demon above his head.

Although the field of vision is already blurred, nothing can be seen clearly.

[024] Don't think about it, never forget it

Nanfeng's true self is a mouse, so he has a pair of extremely agile eyes, neither peach blossom eyes nor phoenix eyes, not too round, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, with a charming arc unique to monsters, and when he smiles, his eyes will bend into a crescent moon. It has a heart-warming power.

He likes to see Lu Ziye smile, but he doesn't know that Lu Ziye likes to see him smile even more.

Yu Shi has seen too many eyes, stubborn ones, cowardly and shy ones, fearful and panicked ones, but he has never seen this kind of eyes, pure unwillingness.

He didn't give in, he didn't fear his power, he was just... unwilling.

Although the people under his feet are actually unable to resist his violence at all, they can only passively wait for his decision—either live or die.

I don't know when the sky became gloomy, the wind became stronger, and the leaves beside the road were rustling, the dark clouds covered the sun, and large swathes of trees came in groups, as if they were going to be crushed down.

But Nanfeng's eyes were as bright as the stars at night, shining with unyielding light, without a trace of dirt or dirt.

"Kill you, but I use a little force." The strength on his feet increased, Nanfeng snorted, the blood from the corner of his mouth became more urgent, "It's boring, there is an elixir in your body, maybe, in the future One day, you will become stronger than you are now. Of course, it is absolutely impossible to be stronger than this king. This king will give you enough time to prepare for a counterattack. Right now, let go of your cheap life first, and come to take it later. By then , you must not let me down."

He curled up his thin lips, which were fresh and beautiful like petals, but the words he spit out were unbearable.

Under the glamorous appearance, there is a dirty and cruel soul.

He finally retracted his feet, then squatted down, and slapped Nanfeng's forehead fiercely with his hand. The black lotus bloomed enchantingly on his fair and smooth skin, and then disappeared, leaving a red mark after being patted.

Nan Feng felt dizzy for a while, and almost couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

"From now on, you are my prey, and no one else can touch you."

The pouring rain fell from the sky, drowning out all sounds.

The night gradually deepened, and the originally silent street became more empty and lonely, only the deafening sound of rain hitting the eardrums, washing the scarred body, over and over again, until the pain was washed into numbness and coldness.

A vague sound of footsteps came from far and near.

The maker of the footsteps seemed to be a little anxious. As he got closer to the target, the footsteps became more and more hurried, accompanied by the sound of being trampled and splashed, reinvigorating Nanfeng's heart that had almost stopped beating.

Finally, the sound of footsteps stopped at the place closest to him, and the bean-sized raindrops no longer beat his body mercilessly. He raised his head with difficulty, looked at the dark emptiness, and the fresh and elegant fragrance brushed his nose, blooming Let out a weak and happy smile.

Oh it's you……

A dark red tassel was tied around the waist of the black robe, which swayed wantonly with the night wind.

---I thought I had fallen into an endless abyss.

I thought that what was under me was beyond redemption.

I thought that I would be smashed to pieces and stay away from this secular world where there are no more worries.

Until... the moment I opened my eyes, I saw that face full of kindness.

Only then did I truly understand that only after experiencing the bloody storm can I see the most beautiful and most beautiful rainbow.

But, God, you gave me hope, but you still want me to experience the pain of despair?

He put the umbrella away and hung it on his waist, bent down, and hugged the weak man softly, his sleeves were all soaked by the dark red rainwater surging on the ground.

"Don't...don't go to the clinic..." A kitten-like cry came from his arms, Lu Ziye stopped and said firmly, "You can't die."

"Don't worry, I won't die, cough cough..." Even the cough could cause severe pain in the chest and abdomen, Nan Feng couldn't help curling up, and buried him deeper into his arms.

Through the drenched clothes, he could feel the little temperature remaining on the surface of the body, and hesitation was lingering in his eyes. In the end, according to his wishes, he turned and went home.

If someone hates something, someone must like it.

For example, rain.

On the muddy path, a little boy in a Taoist robe was bouncing towards the road home, humming an unknown song, even though his body was soaked, he was still at ease. anxious.

Suddenly, I didn't know what to step on, and there was a faint cry of pain, which made the wet boy stop and listen.

"Could it be an auditory hallucination? That's right, the rain was too loud, maybe I was thinking too much." He shook his little head, muttering something, a pair of innocent round eyes embedded in his delicate and lovely face, this time Sometimes it was washed by the rain and I couldn't open it.

"Woooo..."

However, just as he took a step, the strange voice sounded again.

what is it?He looked around, the path was only barely illuminated by the dim candlelight from the window beside the road, and he seemed to see something vaguely.

The young man was surprisingly courageous. He walked over in two or three steps, bent over and searched carefully. When he found out what was calling, he couldn't help but widen his eyes:

"Fairy? Hey! Where is the evildoer, dare to play wild in front of this trail, report your name quickly!"

There was no sharpness in the childish and childish sipping, but it was more like a child playing house wine.

But the mahogany sword he pulled out from his waist is a genuine sharp weapon for exorcising demons and demons, which cannot be underestimated.

The pitiful little paper crane that fell into the rain cried even more fiercely, the light green fluorescent light lingering around his body had long since faded away, luckily the demon didn't kill him, otherwise he would have been torn apart by the rain. Tomorrow morning, some passers-by may see a few pieces of white paper scattered on the road, and then, they will be blown away by the wind, trampled on by people, melted into the soil, and will never be seen again. There is no paper called Little Green in this world anymore The crane is fine.

"Huh? Are you crying? Why are you crying, why are you crying here, how did you come here? Who are you? What's your name? Where do you live? Have you done anything bad? Don't cry , you are talking!"

Xiaolu was stunned by the question of the little Taoist's private cannonball. He sucked his nose and tried to raise his head to look at the passer-by in a daze, then howled suddenly: "Wow! You stepped on me just now, right ! You bad guy, you hurt me to death! Wow wow!!! Master save me!!"

"Uh..." Why did he become a bad guy in the blink of an eye? "Who is your master?"

Xiaolu couldn't fly, and the opponent was too high altitude, and his head and neck were about to break when he threw his head back. He transformed into a human form with his spiritual power gradually recovering, and he was a head shorter than the boy in front of him.

He raised his sleeves and wiped away the water that could not be distinguished from tears or rain on his face, blinked and said: "My master is Xiaohui, oh, his name is Nanfeng, you...can you take me to him?" ?”

[025] Love is dark

"This..." There is only one name, "This is not good! You are a goblin, I want to catch you!" He raised the sword in his hand again, pointing the tip at Xiaolu.

Xiaolu's red eyes filled with tears again after crying: "I am a good demon... My master and I are both good demons... I have never harmed anyone, you... If you don't believe me, you can... you can go ask !"

"Ask who?"

"Ask someone...have we ever hurt them..."

"Hmph, the people you have harmed must all be dead, how can I ask!"

"You, you are unreasonable!"

"Master taught me that all demons are bad, they must be arrested and beaten until their souls are scattered, and they will never be reborn forever!"

"...Then if you have the ability, come and catch me!" Xiaolu saw that she couldn't reason with this idiot at all, her tone changed, and her cute and immature face instantly turned sharp, and she waved her sleeves with a sharp light After hitting it, the rain curtain shattered, and the water splashed with domineering power, sweeping towards him.

The little Taoist bent back to avoid the blow, and waved his sword to meet him without showing any weakness. Xiaolu's original body could not get wet, otherwise he would not be able to cast spells, so he had to fly up and jump behind him, before his feet landed. He stared fiercely at his back, using the reaction force to fall far away from him, and then flew away.

The little Taoist staggered to stabilize his figure, turned around and shouted angrily: "Little evildoer, where can I escape!"

Little Green was created by Little Hui. In other words, he has as much ability as Little Hui has.