Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

Yan Qing was dragged by Zhang Ji and Jiang Yu into a gloomy alley.The noisy and lively voices gradually moved away from them, quiet and cold.

"squeak"

The dilapidated door used its rough texture to rub against the black mud and dirty ground.

A man came out from here—a man in a red cheongsam.

He was tall and thin, but his face with heavy makeup was extremely indifferent.He was leaning against the wooden door, with a cigarette in his mouth, and the hazy smoke lingered in the sky.

"Outlander?"

After saying this, he coughed heavily, his thin body was forced to bend weakly, and his pale face suddenly became rosy, giving him a little beauty.

Zhang Ji frowned, he stood vigilantly in front of Yan Qing, and carefully looked at the strange looking thin man.

The weird man glanced at Yan Qing behind Zhang Ji, and smiled faintly.

After he crossed the short threshold, he frowned slightly and pinched out the cigarette, then said with a beautiful eyebrow, "Come in."

The ending sound was picked up, as if it had a sloppy color, and it seemed that a feather was gently scratching the tip of Yan Qing's heart.

The tips of Yan Qing's ears turned red suddenly, like a red cherry, which made people's heart flutter.

Zhang Ji turned around and wanted to talk to Jiang Yu, but when he saw Yan Qing's red ears, his dark face became even darker.

Zhang Ji suddenly didn't want to go in.The man's sixth sense told him that the vicious man was a threat to him.

And Jiang Yu was uncharacteristically, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.It's just that from the serious side face, he is a little indifferent, as if he has changed.

"Jiang Yu?" Zhang Ji frowned and looked at Jiang Yu as he spoke.

Jiang Yu said "ah" unresponsively, scratched his head in embarrassment, smiled silly, and said, "Let's go in."

Then he leaned in front of Yan Qing brightly, patted his chest and said, "Yan Qing, don't be afraid. I'm super powerful, and I will definitely protect you."

Yan Qing blinked, and he nodded blankly.

But Zhang Ji looked at Jiang Yu thoughtfully.

Before he could figure out why, Jiang Yu took Yan Qing's hand and stepped into the dilapidated hut.

Zhang Ji pursed his lips and followed behind them coldly.

The man in the cheongsam sat on a chair made of brown wood with his body tilted and weak. He supported his arms at will and tilted his head, showing the beauty of ignorance in the dark light and shadow.

"sit."

He slightly raised his pointed chin and looked at Yan Qing with great interest.

The hut is small and narrow, with a portrait of a fox hanging randomly on the crumbling white wall, and there are only two brown-red chairs and a clean small wooden table placed under the portrait.

Jiang Yu stared at him with wide eyes vigilantly, but seeing his weak appearance, he looked at Yan Qing's feet distressedly.So, he pushed Yan Qing to sit opposite the man in the cheongsam.

After walking in, I found that this man had a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the pupil color was still light brown.

This is the first normal human being without fox ears and tail.

Yan Qing raised his head in a daze, and he tightly held Jiang Yu's hand uneasily.

"Jiang……"

Before Yan Qing finished speaking, the man sitting opposite leaned forward, his fair and slender fingers gently brushing Yan Qing's slightly long black hair.Just in time for Zhang Ji to attack him, he slowly leaned back.

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Ji and Jiang Yu indifferently, then propped his chin with his hands, and said to Yan Qing with his eyebrows bent: "What do you want to know?"

The light brown pupils are like gently rippling lake water, completely reflecting Yan Qing's figure under the clearness.

And Yan Qing didn't say anything, but his face was getting redder and redder.

At the same time, Black Snake lazily rested his head on Yan Qing's shoulder, staring at him coldly.

But the long black tail slipped into Yan Qing's loose trousers bit by bit under the table, and then caressed gently on the soft and delicate skin, leaving bright red marks on it.

It salivated over the delicate skin under Yan Qing's loose collar, dense as a net, thick and gloomy possessiveness precipitated in its erect eyes.

Here comes another vixen.

The black snake hooked Yan Qing's broken hair -- that is, the hair that the vixen touched just now, and twisted it with his fingers until the hair was dyed with its breath again before letting go.

Standing beside Yan Qing, Zhang Ji raised his eyebrows and asked for Yan Qing, "Are you a normal human being, or those monsters with fox ears and tails outside?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ji put his hand on the back of Yan Qing's seat, but was invaded by a gust of cold air, so cold that he withdrew his hand suspiciously, and looked at Yan Qing's back suspiciously.

The man opposite him ignored him.Instead, he slowly lit the inferior aromatherapy on the wooden table, and then crossed his hands on the wooden table.

He said, "Yan Qing, what do you want to know?"

Yan Qing raised her head abruptly, and her heart trembled violently.

How did he know... his own name?

It seemed that there was a huge black fishing net completely covering him, and dense monsters stared at him alone from outside.

Monsters are everywhere.

Yan Qing pinched the corner of her clothes nervously, her fingers turned white from the force trembling and curling up.

Yan Qing pretended to be calm, ignored the deep-rooted fear in his heart, and whispered, "I, I want to know too."

As soon as Yan Qing's voice fell, he got up and walked slowly in front of Yan Qing, his eyes swept over the black snake behind Yan Qing, and against their cold eyes, he bent down and grabbed Yan Qing's hand, then bowed his head in front of Yan Qing. A kiss fell on the back of Qing's hand.

"Yan Qing says I am a monster, then I am a monster. Yan Qing says I am a human, then I am a human."

The speed of speech is slow, and the voice is gentle and lingering.

Then he glanced at the twilight that was gradually falling in the sky outside, and then said to Yan Qing: "It's still early, those ghosts and monsters haven't shown their heads yet. And..."

He lightly poked Yan Qing's bell, his manner was elegant and lazy, "This bell is not a good thing."

But Yan Qing was startled by the man's light kiss at first, and then he was still confused when he heard the words, what did he say...was he the one who knew best whether it was a human or a monster?

Just as I was talking, some "people" outside began to light lanterns.

Judging from the fuzzy and poorly textured small windows, they were all still wearing red wedding gowns, their steps were not steady, and they even felt a little light and walking on clouds.

They walked and sang, but their voices were a bit shrill, and Yan Qing and the others needed to listen carefully.

[The fox is getting married, and the groom is happy.Red clothes carry mourning clothes, and there are coffins to carry. 】

The cold minor tune is mixed with the gradually sounding suona sound, which is treacherous and weird.

Suddenly, Zhang Ji stared, as if frightened by something, he stepped forward in disbelief, and pressed against the window tightly without being too dirty.

The black coffin hadn't been sealed yet, and the dark wind blew inside, exposing Zhang Ji's rebellious face.

He saw - himself!