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Chapter 225

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    With a "pop", Fang Zhengchao fell to the ground, and the towel that was not tightly wrapped around him naturally hung from his waist to his legs. The lump of flesh in the middle was exposed, which annoyed Mingshu and Long Ao.  Tian's eyes felt painful at the same time, as if he had been pricked by an invisible needle.

    Mingshu closed his eyes in horror: "So ugly! So small!"

    Long Aotian subconsciously said "fuck", and when he heard what Mingshu said, he looked at him with a speechless expression: "Brother, that's a bit cruel, trampling on a man's self-esteem so seriously."

    But it was indeed ugly, small, and damn shriveled up. Long Aotian suspected that the dog with injured eyes that fell on the ground had shrunk like this after being squeezed out too much juice.

    "I'm not saying that even if you like a man, you should at least find a better one, right? Could it be that you were deceived by the photo, right?" Long Aotian hissed coldly, feeling that he had discovered the truth.

    ¡°Fart!¡± Mingshu, who had never said bad words, felt deeply the feeling of being maliciously slandered: Even if he wanted to like a man, it would have to be because of the system. How could he have anything to do with Fang Zhengchao?

    Wait Why is the system like this? The system should be genderless.

    Mingshu dispersed his thoughts for a moment, and then said: "Ao Tian, ??help me, go and cover that thing that hurts your eyes"

    "I don't want it. If it were you, I could accept it. Such a dirty and smelly person I'd better beg you to spare me." Long Aotian's face turned blue, "Speaking of which, why is your room so smelly?  ? I just saw some tattered clothes outside, is it his? Is he your friend? "

    "No. I have a bit of grudge against him, but I accidentally hurt him, so I plan to help him deal with that matter first, and then let him fend for himself." Mingshu sighed, and then said doubtfully, "You  Why do you look like you¡¯re carrying something on your back?¡±

    "Oh, I found an interesting shroud on the road, so I brought it Huh?" Only then did Long Aotian realize that there was nothing on his back. After looking around, he suddenly headed in a certain direction.  Shouted, "Fuck! Shishi! Be careful not to touch dirty things!"

    Mingshu looked in the direction of Long Aotian and saw a pale hand stretching out from under the very familiar red corpse quilt. He grabbed a small corner of the towel with disgust, and then covered it on Fang Zhengchao's face.  Finally, there are no longer dirty things attacking their eyes.

    "Well done! What a good quilt!" Long Aotian took off his shoes and spontaneously walked to the side of the corpse quilt, stretched out a hand and shook it.

    Mingshu: Why does this quilt look so familiar? Isn¡¯t this the same body quilt he bought at a cheap price?  It's just that if he built it, nothing would happen, and the system would only say it was yin energy. It had only been half a month since Fang Zhengchao bought it, right?  Even arms have grown?

    A strange feeling suddenly arose in Mingshu's heart. This shroud seemed to have a good relationship with Long Aotian, and they were chatting and laughing (?). The other party should have never been exposed to this kind of thing before, right?  not afraid?

    "How did you and it meet?"

    Long Aotian said in an extremely natural tone: "Oh, I just saw it on the street. Seeing how pitiful it was, I went over to chat with him. I even gave it a name, called Shishi. Poetry in poetry is not  Corpse of corpses, this guy will hit people when he¡¯s angry.¡±

    Shishi waved his fist at Shishi, as if in response, "I don't know how to hit people."

    "Uh um, yeah, it's good to have one more friend." Mingshu straddled Fang Zhengchao, who was lying on the ground, and took out a folding low wooden table and unfolded it, "Otian, do you want something to eat?  Look at how busy you are. And Shishi, what would you like to eat?"

    This world is so crazy that one day he will need to ask a corpse quilt what to eat, and this corpse quilt is the one he slept on!

    Long Aotian held his stomach and said: "It's such a hot summer, can you pour me a glass of iced drink? Just some potato chips and biscuits or something. I just got off the train, and the food there is not that good and expensive. I'll just eat it at the end of the day."  Got an apple."

    Shishi waved her hand, signaling that she didn¡¯t need to prepare anything. Then, under the gazes of the two of them, she dragged her heavy body and squirmed lightly to Fang Zhengchao¡¯s side, and with a bang, an illusory chastity emerged from it.  He raised his upper body towards the still unconscious man hanging silk and began to absorb the yang energy.

    "Okay, it seems that Shishi already has food, I just need to prepare your share." Mingshu looked calm on the outside, but had mixed feelings inside.

    Long Aotian looked at his friend in surprise, with a hint of obvious admiration in his eyes: He never expected that even if Mingshu had never been in contact with supernatural beings before, he would be able to do so in this life.Liar.

    "Speaking of which, Shishi seems to hate that bitch Diaosi, and I don't know why." Long Aotian thought deeply. Among the supernatural objects he encountered, Shishi was undoubtedly the best to get along with.

    Mingshu suddenly felt a trace of apology in his heart: "If you saw his living environment, you would understand Shishi's resentment."

    Fang Zhengchao¡¯s room was simply a scarier place than a garbage dump. How could a quilt give rise to gratitude in a place like that? If he were a quilt, Fang Zhengchao would be covered to death that day.

    The two people here no longer cared about Fang Zhengchao's life and death, and Huai Zhiheng was looking at each other with a familiar "person" They had noticed each other's existence as early as Long Aotian's arrival.

    Huaizhiheng stretched out his hand and waved. Although he did not have an entity as a system, the other party was also in a transparent state, and they were able to restore the original form:

    "I can't believe that you have become a system, Walter." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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