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"Xiao Pang!"
A fragrant wind carried a plump and petite figure towards them. She looked weak and weak, but her momentum was unstoppable. Cang Jin and Little White consciously took half a step back.
"Sister Weiwei."
It was a little weird to be supported by a little girl who was half a head shorter than him. However, in Du Kang's not-so-dirty mind, he felt a little happy. For a moment, Du Kang even felt that his life was complete. Du Kang called out softly and reluctantly pulled his arm out from the soft embrace. He raised his hand to rub his temple and pretended to be calm. "I'm fine."
"You're fine, but I'm not."
With a cold voice, Ran Jing walked in with Little Fantian in her palm. She stared at Du Kang for a while, then looked at Little White and Cang Jin. "Don't you think you should explain?"
"Of course, I need to explain, but not now. I'll leave His Lord to you two. I'll be back."
Little White made a face at Ran Jing, who had a frosty look on her face. She twisted her body and turned into a phantom.
"You bitch, wait for me!"
Cang Jin stomped his feet angrily and leaped into the air behind him. His body turned illusory and disappeared in the air.
"Are you okay?"
Ran Jing walked to Du Kang and pointed a finger at the center of Du Kang's eyebrows. A green light flashed on her fingertip. After a while, she retracted her finger and looked at Weiwei. She wanted to say something but stopped.
"F * ck, Big Sis, what's with your expression? Just say it. Are you trying to scare me to death with that expression of yours?"
Looking at Ran Jing's expression, he suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart. He muttered, "Holy sh * t, I'm already a living dead person. Am I going to die now?"
"Just say it. I believe Xiao Pang can handle it." Weiwei frowned slightly as if she already knew what Ran Jing wanted to say.
"Let's talk somewhere else. My stomach is already growling."
Ran Jing flipped her hand and kept Little Sky Flipping. At such a tense moment, she actually turned around and rubbed her stomach to eat.
Du Kang, who had been pretending to be dead on Weiwei's body, suddenly jumped up and landed firmly in front of Ran Jing with a somersault. He opened his arms and blocked her way. "Just say what you want to say. Don't say half of what you want to say. Do you know that you can suffocate to death?"
"I know, I know, but do you know that hunger can also kill a living person?" Ran Jing didn't even stop. She directly pulled Du Kang and went straight to the store to look for instant noodles.
"Xiao Pang, what you said just now is true?
Why do I feel that it's so unbelievable? "
Ran Jing, who was chewing instant noodles, looked up at Du Kang with a look of "I'm listening to your boasting". Weiwei was even more exaggerated. She held Coke in her left hand and popcorn in her right hand. Seeing that Du Kang had finished speaking, she was so anxious that she slammed the table. "Boss, don't stop. It's going to climax soon. Hurry up!"
"Climax your ass!" Du Kang picked up the bowl of noodles in front of him, threw his head back and gulped it down in a heroic manner.
"What did you say?"
Weiwei raised her hand and slapped the back of Du Kang's head. There was a crisp sound. The bowl of noodles flew, and the soup was blown away. Two noodles flew out.
Ran Jing, who was focused on eating her third bowl of instant noodles, suddenly had a steaming, fragrant instant noodle wig. The soup dripped down her hair. She raised her head bit by bit, stared at Du Kang, and said word by word, "I've told you before. You can break your head and bleed, but your hairstyle can't be messed up!"
Then, a scream came from the 1314 convenience store. Immediately, Du Kang, who still had two bowls of instant noodles hanging from his nose, ran away in terror. Behind him was Ran Jing, who still had a head of instant noodles.
"Ah!
Big sister, grandma, ancestor, I was wrong, I was wrong! "The scream floated from afar.
"Hmph, I'm so angry. Don't you know that I copied Tony's hairstyle?" Ran Jing, who had washed herself clean, was combing her hair in front of the vanity mirror.
The mirror reflected Du Kang, who was curled up in the corner. His left cheek was swollen like a pig's head, and his right cheek had five palm prints. He also had a pair of panda eyes. He was biting his lips pitifully, and his hands were tugging at the corner of Weiwei's shirt.
"Let me tell you!" Ran Jing turned around and leaned against the vanity table. She pointed her comb at Du Kang.
This scared Du Kang so much that he screamed and hid behind Weiwei. He said, "Sister Jing, no, Master, I was wrong. I'm your slave from now on. No matter what you ask of me, I'll listen to you!"
"Hmm, that's more like it." Ran Jing nodded in satisfaction. She did not blame herself for Du Kang's lack of morals when he submitted to her. She combed her long hair carefully while pacing back and forth. She said, "Xiao Pang, I still think that what you said just now was too fantastical. The Stately Painting, the ancient Heavenly Court, and what big beauties. I think the most reasonable explanation is that you were bewitched by those two b * tches just now, and they brought you into an illusion."
"Sister Jing …" Du Kang stuck his head out from behind Weiwei's shoulder. Just as he called out, he suddenly saw Ran Jing's big round eyes. He quickly changed his words. "No, Master, Master, aren't you the successor of Mount Mao? Sister Weiwei is the City God of Hell. Why did you say that the Stately Painting and the ancient Heavenly Court are all illusions? Are those messy things in the old dormitory also illusions?"
"Oh yeah, it's finally gold. It's not easy."
Weiwei suddenly jumped up from the bed and fell backward. She accurately hit Du Kang's mattress, which was made of pure flesh. She chuckled. "Xiao Pang, let me tell you. You've really read too much on the internet. Do you know that?
There are humans, ghosts, gods, and monsters in this world. There are many things that you can understand and can't understand, but the only thing that doesn't exist are myths. That's because those are myths, things that exist in ancient civilizations, things that our era can't come into contact with. "
"Uh, what do you mean?"
Being hit by Weiwei's soft little body, to be honest, it felt pretty good. He was secretly pleased and raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose. He couldn't understand Weiwei's words. What did she mean by there were humans, gods, and monsters, but there were no myths? "Sister Weiwei, aren't these gods, ghosts, demons, and monsters all myths?"
"Wrong. Gods, ghosts, demons, demons, demons, and monsters all exist. Weiwei and I are the best proof."
Ran Jing took out a leather sheath from her shirt pocket and tied her ponytail. She walked to the bedside and looked down at Du Kang. Her little mouth twitched, and an undetectable trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes. "Myths are the distant legends that even we can't recall. They're just words passed down from ancient times."