After successfully winning the desired role, Su Tang happily ate a few extra chicken legs for dinner.

After returning to his room, Su Tang turned into a prototype, and collapsed comfortably on the soft big bed.

The nine big tails were soft and fluffy, spread evenly like lotus flowers, and spread under Su Tang's body.

And in Su Tang's arms, a simple long sword was shining with faint silver light.

It was a sword longer than Su Tang's body.

The secret patterns like water waves are engraved on the hilt and scabbard of the sword. On the hilt, a lively little fat fish surrounds it leisurely, and the two black bean-like eyeballs are shining with grievance.

"Hey..."

After a moment of acting coquettishly, a hint of cunning flashed in the little fat fish's eyes.

It jumped up from the hilt with a flick of its tail, and tried to jump into Su Tang's body with agility and speed that were extremely inconsistent with its chubby body.

"No, no."

Su Tang raised his hand without thinking.

A small furry paw waved in the air, and the pink and tender pad of the paw pressed the little fat fish back to its original position.

Seeing the little fat fish thumping desperately under his claws, complaining, Su Tang's little face was full of indifference.

"It's not okay to act like a baby. The energy you ate last time is your ration for this month, and there is no more."

"Hey..."

Su Tang pulled his Qi Ling that was lying on the corpse for a while, and saw that the whole fish had lost its highlight, like a salted fish, and he smiled angrily.

"It's also Lingwu, but other people's homes are warm and caring. Why are you so greedy for food and sleep!"

"Hey!"

When it comes to the dignity of Lingwu, Feiyu said that this cannot be tolerated.

I saw it slammed back onto the hilt, and then the spirit sword emitted a faint light.

In Su Tang's speechless gaze, Feiyu suddenly changed his appearance.

It changed from a spirit sword to a fat fish pillow the same size as Su Tang.

The pillow is soft to the touch and has a lifelike shape, which looks no different from a real fish.

Except for one thing - inedible, this throw pillow is perfect.

Twirling his body proudly, the fat fish pillow opened its mouth, and let out a slightly dull sound of asking for credit.

"Hey~"

"...shut up, you."

Pressing the mouth of the pillow with one paw, Su Tang sighed, and hugged the pillow very skillfully in his arms.

Burying his head comfortably on the fat fish pillow, feeling the touch softer than his own tail, Su Tang sighed comfortably, and his tone of voice was still relatively strong.

"Sleep, be quiet."

That's right, in front of little fat fish, Su Tang is always full of momentum.

The reason is very simple, this little fat fish is really good at pushing an inch!

Just when Su Tang was secretly feeling emotional, the fat fish pillow in his arms rubbed him flatteringly, and then pretended to be inadvertent, and quickly sucked a small breath of evil energy from him.

"..."

Too lazy to bother with it so much, Su Tang closed his eyes and gradually fell into a sweet dream.

In the dream, there was a big chicken leg writhing in his arms obsequiously.

Facing the big chicken leg delivered to his door, Su Tang was not polite.

He took a bite and was pleasantly surprised to find that the chicken drumsticks he ate tonight felt extraordinarily real to the touch.

Meanwhile, the soft bed outside.

Feiyu looked quietly at Su Tang who was nibbling on it, and his tail twitched aggrievedly.

Every time!

Is it too much energy for that morsel?

Not good at all!

Feiyu hummed quietly.

Taking advantage of Su Tang's fast asleep, it counted Su Tang's "viciousness" one by one.

Big buckle bag, always buckle it's food, don't let it eat enough, still bite it, used to treat it as a molar, groaning...

Feiyu complained happily one by one, and the bad breath in his chest was swept away.

Suddenly, the fat fish pillow in Su Tang's arms stopped his movements.

It suddenly looked towards the window, and a gleam flashed in its eyes.

A powerful aura that had never been shown in front of Su Tang gushed out, forming an invisible swirling airflow in the room, firmly protecting Su Tang who was still sleeping.

Then, as if thinking of something, Feiyu glanced at Su Tang's forehead, and his original surging momentum subsided instantly.

A tail swung Su Tang awake, Feiyu turned into a streak of light and submerged into Su Tang's body.

In the next second, there was a huge shattering sound.A figure broke through the French window.

Surrounded by strong blood and hostility, he fell into Su Tang's room.

"Well……?!"

Maozhuozhao's rubbing eyes widened unconsciously. Su Tang looked at Chu Luo who had stained his pure white rug, and his head was a little dazed for a while.

"You... are you all right?"

After moving in, Su Tang secretly tested Chu Luo's strength.

However, no matter how he tried, the monster power he tried was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappeared without a trace the moment it touched Chu Luo.

So Su Tang knew clearly that Chu Luo was very powerful.

When I met him for the first time that day, what Chu Luo showed was definitely not his true strength.

so……

What a terrible thing that could hurt Chu Luo?

Su Tang hesitated and jumped to the ground.

He struggled for a while, but still turned into a human form that was more harmless to the demon, and walked slowly towards Chu Luo.

"Are you OK?"

Recalling Feiyu, who was secretly taken away by him, a flash of guilt flashed in Su Tang's heart.

"Do you want me to help you..." Heal?

Su Tang didn't finish his words.

He stared blankly at Chu Luo's eyebrows and eyes, and couldn't continue to say what he hadn't finished speaking in his throat.

At this moment, Chu Luo was looking at Su Tang coldly.

His long and narrow eyes were full of coldness, and his brows were full of blood and hostility.

I don't know if it was Su Tang's illusion, but in a trance, he saw a dead silence from Chu Luo's ice-covered eyes.

The next second, Chu Luo spoke coldly.

"No need, get out."

It was the first time Su Tang was said such a heavy word, his eyes widened in confusion, and his tone was hurt.

"I just……"

Su Tang still didn't finish speaking.

He didn't care about what he said at all, a quaint magic circle appeared under Chu Luo's feet, sending Chu Luo directly out of the room.

"...I want to help you."

The cool night wind blew into the room through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows, Su Tang stared at the blood-stained rug with a dazed expression for a moment.

Suddenly, the white rug burst into flames of its own accord.

Starting from Chu Luo's blood, the bright red flame burned the entire rug.

In the next second, two high-grade spirit stones appeared out of thin air and fell straight onto the ashes of the small carpet.

Seeing this scene, Su Tang's eyes were red.

"Bah, who cares about your two broken spirit stones!" He trembled his little milk voice, and his tone was tinged with anger.

Transformed into a prototype, he jumped out of the French window, and Su Tang jumped onto the tree trunk in the yard, coiling himself up with his tail in his arms.

"I can't live in your house anymore!" Maozhuozhao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and Su Tang's little milk voice took on a crying tone.

"Who cares..."

Meanwhile, in the master bedroom on the second floor.

Chu Luo, who had simply bandaged up, straightened up and walked straight to the back of the bookcase.

The movement of walking tore open the wound on his abdomen, and blood gushed out along with the strange black air.

It was also this weird black energy that prevented Chu Luo's wound from healing itself, and he was still tirelessly trying to tear the wound even bigger.

Chu Luo didn't care about the abdominal wound.

He passed through the bookcase and entered a huge secret room.

Although it was still dark at this time, the secret room was brightly lit.

Layers upon layers of portraits are hung on the wall of the secret room, and all the portraits are extremely similar in content - they are all a young man with only a back view and wearing different clothes.

Faint fluorescent light shrouded it, forming a protective cover with extremely high defense power, firmly protecting the portraits inside.

"Qingqing, I miss you so much..."

Chu Luo closed his eyes, and a trace of exhaustion appeared on Wannian's cold face.

And the moment he closed his eyes, the boy in the original painting appeared in front of his eyes.

The young man turned around slowly, revealing Su Tang's face while Chu Luo held his breath.

In the next second, "Su Tang" collapsed, turned into a thick black mist, and rushed towards Chu Luo.

Just before the fog was about to pounce, Chu Luo opened his eyes.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his voice was low-pitched with biting coldness.

"you again."

At the same time, in a luxurious villa, Fan Yi was sitting by the bed, shaving her legs intently.

The phone rang, and Fan Yi looked at Director Gu's name on the screen, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Director Gu, I don't know if you called late at night, what can you do?"

Fan Yi said in a cool tone, with obvious sarcasm in his words.

"I didn't expect that one day, I would receive a call from Director Gu himself."

"It's really my honor, don't you think so, Director Gu?"

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