The capital of Xiyun—

Tong Hua and Long Yi came to the villa arranged by Zhang Yin for Jiao Qing and the others, and turned down Zhang Yin's meeting. Tong Hua and Jiao Qing and others talked for a while, and then came to the top of the villa with Long Yi.

"Your body is not so much a body as a whole dantian, without meridians and spiritual roots. You are a hole that can swallow and merge almost infinitely. It can be said to be the most magical masterpiece of this world."

"Infinite? No, after I absorbed a certain amount of energy, my body became saturated and I could no longer continue to swallow energy."

Tong Hua himself knew very well what his limit was. It was impossible to swallow infinitely, otherwise evil would not have lived to this day, and he would not have been as embarrassed as he is now when dealing with the Black Dragon.

"Because you are not yet a complete witch soul mad order, when you find yourself back, you will have the power to fight against everything."

Long Yi leaned against the wall, talking while staring at the sunset in the distance. The large clouds reflected by golden red, which was spectacular. In this beautiful place, the two of them could see the entire Xiyun City.

The tall buildings still stand tall, and there are people wearing doll suits on the street. People can still go shopping, work, sit in a small shop, eat a bowl of hot noodles, which looks like the prosperous scene before the end of the world.

There are soldiers patrolling and managing public security on the streets. There are fewer vehicles, but there will be no traffic jams. There are many harmless benign decay growing in the city. The air is full of freshness and refreshing. You can also hear the laughter of someone on the street in the distance.

“It’s beautiful here, right.”

Tong Hua seemed to care about these things, just looking at the scenery in front of him. At this moment, he seemed to have regained his amazing senses and heard people laughing and laughing in the distance. A couple was walking on the street. The girl held the boy's arm and lay intimately on the boy's shoulder, muttering and whispering.

"Is it beautiful... The clouds in the distance are very beautiful and simple, and the city below, although the scenery is good, it is mixed with evil."

Tong Hua smiled bitterly. He heard the dirty words of a man and saw the people who were making trouble on the street being subdued by soldiers. Some people looked gloomy and walked alone in the corner of the city without any sympathy with the smiles of others. He looked at the beautiful woman who happened to pass by, looked at the patrol soldiers, cursed a few words in a low voice, pulled his collar and walked away...

"With good, there will be evil, and those negative things will always be with people. As long as there is still someone in this world, evil will always exist, and you won't be unclear."

Long Yi blinked his eyes slowly, and a trace of disappointment suddenly flashed in his pupils.

"Yes... Where there is life, there will be killing, and where there are people, it is hell..."

Tong Hua stared at the passing sunset, and the burning clouds had been replaced by the night. Seeing that Tong Hua stopped talking for a long time.

It was not because of sadness in his heart, but because Tong Hua suddenly felt something when he was gazing at the sunset turned into the night sky. The power of the witch soul began to activate independently again, fighting against the surging and violent force of the black dragon.

Long Yi turned his head slightly, looked at Tong Hua who closed his eyes and listened, and sat cross-legged beside Tong Hua, as if he was healing his wounds, but also as if he was just sleeping...

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There was a special smell in the air...

"Sister Coco, please see how the soup I cooked! Tong Hua will like it."

In the kitchen on the first floor, Jiao Qing held a large bowl of thick liquid and asked Xiang Lang Keke with anticipation.

Lang Keke glanced at the soup in the bowl, raised his delicate nose, bit his red lips, and said, "Jiao Qing... Otherwise, let's contact Zhang Yin's guards and ask someone to send them... You... well... may get rid of your stomach."

Jiaoqing looked down at the soup in the bowl and responded with a little disappointed look.

"Oh... I'll just pour it out."

Just as Jiaoqing was about to pour out the bowl of soup, Tong Hua happened to walk down from the upstairs. Seeing Jiaoqing's lost expression, he felt distressed and said, "It's done. If I don't taste it, my Jiaoqing will be sad."

"Um!?"

Jiao Qing turned around in surprise and saw Tong Hua walking slowly downstairs with a smile. He immediately smiled happily and brought the soup to Tong Hua happily.

"Tong Hua, you're finally here. Look, this is the soup I made!"

Jiao Qing looked at Tong Hua with anticipation on his face, and Tong Hua looked at the soup without any surprise. Jiao Qing probably made the soup for the first time, and it was already very good. The fine white foam on the soup made Tong Hua confused.

Forget it, just try it. If you can eat a bowl of soup, can you still have problems?

Lang Keke looked at the two of them with strange eyes, touched their noses, and twitched the corners of their eyes.

"Hmph~ Drink it, let's see if this dish of washing water doesn't make you a big crab..."

Lang Keke thought to himself, and seeing the intimate look of the two, although he had accepted this relationship for a long time, he still felt a little jealous.

Tong Hua brought the soup to his mouth. He had no sense of smell. He only felt that the soup was not very delicious. He smiled at Jiao Qing and took a big sip.

As soon as he entered his mouth, Tong Hua's expression froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Jiao Ming's little face that was looking forward to praise. He couldn't bear to vomit it out again, so he swallowed it.

This...How did Jiao Qing mix laundry detergent into the soup...

Tong Hua calmed down his stomach that was resistant and was about to say something to encourage, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spit out a bubble from his mouth, which exploded and splashed onto Jiao Qing's little nose.

"Jiao Qing, this is your first time making soup, and you have put the washing powder in..."

Tong Hua couldn't help but smile, stretched out a finger, and wiped away the water droplets from Jiao Qing's nose.

"Puff~hahahahahaha... I knew you were going to turn into seafood, but I really spit out bubbles! Hahahaha..."

Lang Keke was laughing beside him so hard that he couldn't stand up. For a moment, laughter and joy were heard in the living room.

Tong Hua raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, smiling very satisfied. He enjoyed the warmth of the present. Tong Hua had no dreams or passion. For him, what he now had is what he most precious and wanted to protect the most.

At this time, Long Yi walked slowly down from the building and happened to meet Xiao Jing who opened the door and walked out with a little stretched waist.

Xiaojing tilted his head and looked at Long Yi. His strange and mysterious clothes seemed to surprise Xiao Jing. However, Long Yi paused, his eyes wandered on Xiao Jing's face, and there was an indescribable feeling in the eyes, as if he was recalling it.

Xiaojing walked past Long Yi, and Long Yi smelled a very familiar smell, and his hands that had been hanging by his legs couldn't help but move.

"I'm hungry."

Xiaojing used to grab the corner of Jiao Qing's clothes and pulled it gently.

Long Yi seemed to be stunned, standing on the stairs, incompatible with the room.

It seems...it's exactly the same as that girl when she was a child...

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