Chapter 55 The Wind 8

The girl in black lowered her head and walked towards somewhere.

The morning wind was slightly cold and brushed her cheeks. With a simple ponytail combed behind his head, layers of black cloth were tied to his hands, and the exposed ten fingers were slightly closed, which was inconspicuous in the crowd.

Located at the corner of the easternmost street of Luo'an City, it is a century-old inn.

In the morning, there were already some people sitting in the inn. On the elegant seat on the second floor, a man in red is making tea for himself. The sound of the water was clear and pleasant. Through the window beside him, he saw the girl in black passing downstairs.

He raised his eyebrows with interest, pulled out a chopstick on the table and shot in the direction of the girl.

There was a roaring sound in the wind. Before the girl looked up, she grabbed the fast-moving wooden chopsticks with her right hand. Although she had not seen the person on the second floor, a smile slowly appeared in her mouth.

Looking up at the man on the second floor, he just held his cheek with one hand and his long hair spread around his face, making his face particularly white.

Neither of them spoke, but looked at each other from afar. The girl smiled and lowered her head and entered the inn.

"What, Your Highness sent you here to do the task?" Seeing the girl walking upstairs, the man in red took the lead in saying.

"Hmm." Tong Lingruo sat down opposite Gallo. She looked at the tea that had just been poured for her on the table and thought that she hadn't seen him for a long time, so she asked, "How's your Excellency Gallo? How have you been recently?"

"Good. If I tell you, Luo'an is really a good place! That night scene is not inferior to the imperial capital at all! Do you know there is a lake here? There are many flower boats on the lake - Kakaka. The girls on the flower boat are different from other places. They definitely have their own characteristics!"

Hearing Gallo's words, Tong Lingruo lowered his head and smiled.

I haven't seen you for so long, Lord Gallo is still like this.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the girl she had seen on the street before, so she asked curiously:

"Lord Gallo, if a man loves a woman very much, will he be willing to give his life for her?"

The opposite Gallo was about to drink tea, but when he heard this question, he stopped.

"Huh? I think..."

He put down the tea in his hand and looked at the blue sky in the distance, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

It's just that he has been thinking for a long time and hasn't figured out this answer.

"If you say... in the human world, it may exist..."

"Isn't there any demon world?"

"I don't know anything."

"Why? Don't they love that girl enough?

"No, it's not that I don't love enough, but that person doesn't exist at all."

"Doesn't it exist?"

Gallo lowered his head and a smile appeared on his mouth.

"If Ruoruo, the people I know, whether they are demons or demons, have lived for a long time."

Tong Lingruo looked at him quietly and seemed to listen very carefully.

"Because there are no people who cherish and care about, we have been constantly strong. In this world of survival of the fittest, if you have weaknesses, you will be doomed.

"Weakness?"

"Ang - your pet or something is the biggest weakness."

"Is your heart a weakness?"

"Yes, look at Your Highness, isn't it awesome?"

"Awesome."

"For thousands of years, he has never liked anyone."

"Well..."

Master...Master... Hasn't he ever been moved? Then... won't it be lonely?

"Lord of the demon world, do you know?"

"I know that Yin Shuo, the demon king, is the wisest lord in the demon world."

"Yes, his strength is really admirable, but..."

"Hmm?"

"He is going to die soon."

Tong Lingruo was surprised to hear the news.

"Lord Gallo, do you have a way to solve him?"

If she remembers correctly, Lord Gallo's task is to kill the demon king.

"Yes, soon, he will die in the hands of the woman he loves the most. If I can't beat him by virtue alone. However, I just said that once people have weaknesses, they are not far from death.

"Have you found his weakness?"

"Well, his biggest weakness is already in my hands."

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The sunset slowly sank, and the forsian followed the flesh exhaustedly, and the two walked towards the inn.

After searching for a whole day, I didn't see half of the little crescent. Could it be that she had left Luo'an?

The meat's face was also a little tired, but his back was still straight. Through the shadow pulled out of the street, he saw that the fortekyan's back was getting more and more bent, and he couldn't help laughing:

"Whose old lady is this, so cute?"

"What about you? Whose family are you from? Li Jianqi asked repeatedly - after walking all day, she was really exhausted.

Hearing this sentence, the meat fell silent.

Suddenly feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Forthia quickly accelerated his pace and walked to him side by side with him.

Looking up at his side face, he was faint and a little lonely.

Well, the forsythia's heart suddenly jumped - all people in the world have names and surnames, but only meat and meat, no family names. Although Master had given him a name when he was in Mu's family, it was not his real name after all - but if it was his real name, Lian Jian was stunned.

The meat is the cat she picked up, and the cat has no name.

However, in the heart of Forthia, there is more doubt about the identity of the meat. It's incredible that cats have become human beings. Forthia feels that the identity of the meat still needs to be identified, and he always feels that it should not be an ordinary person.

I saw things that I would never believe before in the 21st century after coming to Cang Wu Continent. Demons and monsters have everything. But meat doesn't seem to belong to one of them, so what is he? Cat? How can cats become human beings? Is it a demon or a demon? Senior Fu didn't seem to say that he was this thing.

It can't be said that meat is a cat fairy that has fallen into the mortal world, right?

Thinking of this, Lian Jian looked up at the meat again. His angular side face was a little hazy in the sunset. His slender eyelashes crossed a layer of warm orange, and his thin lips were gently squeezed, soft and strong.

... Looking at it this way, it really looks like a fairy.

Foreng was so fascinated that he didn't notice the people who had been standing at the intersection for a long time.

The meat suddenly stopped and blocked the forage with his hand.

The original blank and innocent face cooled down in an instant. The flesh looked directly at the man in purple in front of him without dodging. Although he almost died last time and met again, there was no fear in the teenager's eyes.