He has been to many places.
He has seen all kinds of strange and strange places in the world. He knows that some places in the world are beautiful like heavens
, and some places are terrible like hell.
This place is beautiful, everything inside is beautiful, but it looks like a hell.
Beautiful hell.
The first thing he saw was a picture, a picture drawn on the opposite wall.
On the wall of five feet wide, the monster is painted.
There are all kinds of demons, some half-human and half-dogs; some are non-human non-dogs; some are people, but not people: some shapes
are big, but they have a heart.
Five feet wide wall, painting may not have 100,000 demons, but there is a parrot.
Blood parrot.
The demon have a scimitar in their hands, and the blood is dripping on the blade, and it is dripped into this blood parrot.
The blood parrot just started flying and flew to a young man wearing purple and white jade.
A very handsome, very gentle young man.
The demons are worshipping him, just as the most loyal courtiers worship the emperor.
Is "he" the devil in the devil?
Is this young man who looks most like a person, ° is the devil?
The blood parrot also has its courtiers.
Thirteen beautiful birds, around it, fly around it, with peacocks, bat wings, swallows
, and bees.
- This is blood ¥ ?
Wang Feng looked at it.
There are also hard-bottomed boots in the house, with a thorn whips, a three-foot-wide bed, and hooks on the top of the bed.
These Wang Feng actually did not pay attention at all, and his hopes have been focused on this painting.
——Where is the place on the picture, is it Chino Jiajiapu, is that day painted?
- That is the world of the demons, without the blue sky above the head, nor the earth under the feet, only the wind and the fog, the cold and the
flame.
- That day is the 100,000-year-old birthday of the demon king. The demons of the nine days and ten places have arrived. They all pierced the middle finger and dripped a drop of
magic blood into a blood parrot.
Wang Feng looked so ecstatic, even when someone came in the house, he did not notice.
Fortunately, he finally heard her voice.
A beautiful and charming voice, with a silver bell like a smile.
It’s never like a ringtone brought out by a blood slave.
"Do you like this picture?" she asked with a smile.
Wang Feng suddenly turned back and saw a woman he had never seen before in his life.
The beauty that I have never seen before, the weirdness I have never seen before.
She is not naked.
She is still wearing half of her clothes—not half of the top, nor half of the bottom.
Her right half of the clothes, dressed neatly, the left half is naked.
She wore a bead ring on her ear, half of her face was covered with powdered fat, and she was covered with beads.
Only the right side.
Her left half looks like a newborn baby.
Wang Feng notes.
After a long time, he can go back to see the pictures on the wall and the blood slaves on the painting.
This time he looked more carefully.
He finally found out that the blood slaves on the painting were also like this - the wings on the half are braided, the wings on the half are the eagle eagle, the feathers on the half
are peacocks, and the feathers on the half are phoenixes.
"Blood slave." Wang Feng finally understood: "You must be a blood slave."
She smiled.
Her smile is gentle like a spring breeze, beautiful like a spring flower, and it is like a spring water flowing and changing.
Her pupils are deep, but cold as spring ice.
"You are not a parrot, not a blood parrot." She still laughed: "You are a person."
Wang Fengdao: "You read it wrong."
Blood slave: "You are not a person?"
Wang Fengdao: "If you are a blood slave, why can't I be a blood parrot?"
Blood slave: "You must not."
Workers' wind: "Why?"
Blood slave: " Because I recognize the blood parrot."
Wang Fengdao: "Have you seen it?"
Blood slave: "Of course I have seen."
Wang Fengdao: "It also gave you three wishes?"
Blood slave: "It does not."
Wang Fengdao: "Why?"
Blood slave: "Because I am a blood slave."
Wang Feng also laughed.
When he started laughing, he noticed how soft and slender her waist was, how long and thick her legs were.
The blood slave did not want to avoid his gaze, but instead greeted him and said, "You have seen me?"
Wang Feng was sighing.
He can't help but admit that this woman is really worth a man to pay his life savings.
He remembered the old man sitting behind the greasy counter.
Blood slave: "If you know who you are looking for, you should know that I am very expensive."
Wang Feng also admitted: "I can see."
Blood slave: "What have you brought?"
Wang Fengdao: "You also It should be seen."
He brought the coffin.
The blood slave laughed again: "The person who came to me seems to have not used the coffin to hold the silver. You are the first one."
Wang Fengdao: "I am not."
Blood slave: "No?"
Wang Fengdao: "This mouth In the village, there is not even a single piece of money."
Blood slave: "What is in the village?"
Wang Fengdao: "There are individuals."
Blood slave: "Dead?"
Wang Fengdao: "I don't know."
Blood slave: "You don't know yourself, is he dead or alive?"
Wang Fengdao, "I only know that he is my friend, it is not important to die, so I forgot." "The
blood slave is stunned," said: "You should know at least one thing."
Wang Fengdao: "What?"
Blood slave: "Is you left this evening? Or is he?"
Wang Fengdao: "What is the difference?" "
Xuenu said:" a little, "she laughed sweeter:." As long as the living, you have to guess the money, I'm dead for free. "
Wang Feng said:"? the case of a dying person has it, "
Xuenu