The evil god was cut off most of his body, and the sticky blood soaked the floor, spreading out a large swath of blackness.

The "Sura Knife"'s use time limit came to an end, and it turned into a wisp of smoke in the weird body that was constantly wriggling.

This knife contains the power of the gods. After being pierced through the body, the soul fragments will not last long, and will shatter into pieces.

The vague whispers continued, Bai Shuangxing ignored him and looked away from him.

Right now, there are more important things.

She took a shallow breath, turned around, and walked quickly towards Ji Fenglin.

Facing the evil god, he opened his eyes first, and seeing the true face of that god, his spirit was almost torn apart.

Seeing Bai Shuang walking, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he coughed heavily.

The blood accumulated in the throat immediately gushed out, Ji Fenglin frowned and raised his right hand, wiping the blood stains with his cuff.

Seeing his appearance, Bai Shuangxing couldn't speak for a while, he didn't know what to say.

"...too messy."

She stood on tiptoe slightly and carefully observed Ji Fenglin's condition: "How do you feel now? Can you still see? It hurts, right?"

His face was bloodless and white as paper.

Blood and tears oozed from the eyes, and around the black and white pupils were covered with dense blood threads like spider webs. At this moment, the long eyelashes were drooping down, covering a thick shadow.

It looks very bad.

Being stared at by her, the boy's eyes moved and his back froze.

His throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound, Ji Fenglin blinked quietly and shook his head.

After a pause, he lowered his gaze and pointed to Bai Shuangxing's left hand.

In the illusion created by the evil god, she once pierced her palm with a knife.

Before the time was tight, there was no time for treatment, but now looking at her left hand, blood is still dripping down.

If you look closely, you can see Neri Senbai's bones through the opened skin.

This man is really...

Bai Shuang pursed her lower lip.

He was obviously the one who was hurt the most, but he was still thinking about her wound.

She kept tissues in her pocket, and after looking at Ji Fenglin carefully, she took out some of them and wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and lips for him.

His face was pale, but his lips were red, and his thin and clear outline was outlined by blood.

Wipe it lightly with a paper towel, and it will be wet in large swaths.

Sensing Bai Shuangxing's movements, the young man subconsciously bowed his head, as if thinking of something, suddenly stretched out his right hand.

There were some blood stains on his hands, and now he stretched out his fingertips and wiped them on the hem of his clothes.

After confirming that it was clean and not dirty, Ji Fenglin raised his thumb, and carefully slid across the side of her face to wipe away the spattered blood of the evil god.

The movement was very light, like a kitten or puppy rubbing against a warm pad.

Bai Shuangxing paused slightly.

"It's okay, take a good rest."

After a while, she said softly, "This white night is almost over."

After they left Baiye, Ji Fenglin's injuries should recover somewhat.

... Even though he was thinking this way, seeing his appearance, Bai Shuangxing was still stuffy in his heart.

Ji Fenglin smiled, and his Adam's apple twitched: "Yes."

What Bai Shuangxing said is correct, this white night has indeed come to an end.

Since the evil god was severed by her with a single knife, there was no sound in the live broadcast room, and the monitoring system No. 444 also fell into a state of collapse, as if her brain had crashed, and she sat on the ground motionless.

its god.

It has always believed in the omnipotent and supreme God...

Today, it fell because of a human being.

It is unacceptable.

The power of the evil god disappeared here, and the protection received by the ghosts naturally also dissipated.

In the studio hall, the endless terrifying coercion suddenly faded away, and the eyes of the fierce ghost just now showed a bit of bewilderment.

They can clearly feel that the inexplicably extra powerful force in their bodies has suddenly disappeared.

"call."

Sensing Li Gui's decline, Shen Chan let out a long breath: "It seems that they succeeded."

Little Xiu stayed by her side from the beginning to the end, clearing away many phantoms who were raiding, panting, and wiped the blood on his cheek.

"what?"

On the other side, Shura raised his saber and frowned. Hearing his tone, he seemed a little reluctant: "Is this the end?"

He hasn't experienced the joy of killing for a long time, and he hasn't had enough of it.

Most of the ghosts in this white night were transformed by human malice.

These ghosts were not good people when they were alive, and after they died, they had nothing to do, stayed in the live broadcast room to watch the fun, and vented their evil thoughts to their heart's content.

The victims were tortured to death by Bai Ye, and they repeated the cycle over and over again in pain, accumulating strong resentment, and their strength was far higher than that of the former.

After losing the blessing of the evil god, it is clear at a glance who is strong and who is weak.

Oh no.

Finally realizing that something was wrong, a ghost hurriedly backed away, and before it had gone far, its ankle was firmly grasped by a palm as cold as iron.

Looking down, there is a bloody face just a short distance away from it.

Shouts, wailing, and begging for mercy spread throughout the building, ghosts raged in the studio, and murderous intent arose in the corridors outside.

Shadows floated out one after another, walking slowly through the corridor.

Leaving the studio hall, there are small rooms with open doors on both sides of the corridor.

There was no one in the room, only the live broadcast screen was still hanging in the air, shining brightly.

In the live broadcast screen, the figure and movement of each challenger are clearly projected——

This is the audience room.

Now, aware of the approaching danger, the audience fled out of the room one after another, trying to avoid the pursuit.

But how could they escape.

Passing through the long corridor, at the end of the building is a closed iron door.

In front of the iron gate, countless ghosts slapped the door panel and shook the handle, trying to open the door and escape.

Unfortunately, this door can never be opened.

——Each white night has a fixed range, no matter who it is, it cannot be surpassed.

Here, this building is the entire space of Bai Ye.

The iron door was locked tightly, and looking out through the window, all could see was nothingness.

The ghosts still didn't give up, knocking on the door panel until there was a heart-piercing scream behind them.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Don't let my soul fly away, please—!"

The souls of the victims have already caught up.

Several ghosts turned their heads tremblingly, before they could see the scene behind them clearly, they were strangled by the throat and resolutely twisted their necks.

"Ding dong!"

"It has been detected that Bai Ye is about to collapse, and the source of power has disappeared! Within one minute, please repair the loopholes in the monitoring system as soon as possible, otherwise Bai Ye will shut down by itself!"

444: ...

It is anxious and angry and wants to cry, just want to curse.

Can a vulnerability of this level be fixed within a minute?!Let alone a minute, even if it was given a hundred years, it still wouldn't be able to create an evil god on the spot!

It's all over.

The evil god is gone, and Bai Ye is abolished. In this way, it will also be destroyed by the main system.

The pixel clown slumped to the ground, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, soaking the colorful thick paint on his face, looking embarrassed and funny.

What made it even more speechless was that just after this announcement, there was another mechanical sound.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations to the challengers for successfully solving the call puzzle and completing the fifth challenge!"

"This is the midnight TV that made countless people shudder.

The hosts died one after another, and behind the plot, there was actually a cruel sacrifice to an evil god!

Only by destroying the god statues, beheading the ghosts, and completely clearing the studio hall, can the many undead be overcome."

"Successfully answered five phone calls and fulfilled the escape requests of five viewers. Congratulations. You are really an excellent and conscientious host!"

Then came the background sound of great celebration and joy.

444: ...

very good.

The old nest has been taken over by someone, and the broadcast is still here "Congratulations", which is worthy of artificial mental retardation.

After completing the task, they can even get a lot of points.

It is wronged.

Why did it have to be counted for when it was sold?!

Although on weekdays, its favorite thing is to watch the live broadcast and enjoy the pictures of human beings being tortured, abused, and forced to die in pain——

But when it was really his turn to encounter this kind of encounter, at the moment before he was about to die, out of fear, 444 cried so much that he could not stand up.

"alarm!"

"It has been detected that one minute has passed, and the monitoring system has not yet repaired the vulnerability."

"Bai Ye lacks enough energy to support the continued operation of this challenge, and is shutting down by itself..."

"The countdown to the automatic destruction of this white night, 30 minutes!"

After devouring a large number of ghosts, the strength of the victims has been qualitatively improved.

The audience knew that there was no way out, so they could only flee hastily and scattered like birds and beasts.

Some had their necks broken, some had their flesh and blood swallowed, some had their hearts pierced, and some were directly torn into pieces.

Up to this moment, their weeping, kneeling and weeping appearances are exactly the same as the human beings who were once ridiculed and played.

Another moment of gloomy wind rose, and several heads fell to the ground with a bang.

The ghosts panicked, and one of them stumbled towards the corridor, saw the utility room with the door open, and hurriedly hid behind the door.

Because of fear, it trembled all over, and its teeth kept chattering.

How did it become like this?If it had known that something like today would happen, it would never wantonly ridicule and abuse in the live broadcast room, and clamored "I want to see blood flow into rivers" again and again.

Unexpectedly, a word became a prophecy.

It itself has become a part of that long scarlet river.

There was a ghost in the corridor, and it covered its mouth to prevent itself from making a sound.

A victim passed by the door without seeming to find its trace, which made him feel relieved and relax his tense nerves.

The utility room is quiet.

There was an eerie dead silence.

It stood in the shadow behind the door, inexplicably, feeling the coldness behind it.

If it had a living heart, it would be pounding by now.

Feeling a bad premonition faintly, the ghost clenched its fists and moved its neck tentatively, but didn't dare to look back.

——Because in the next second, a pair of pale and slender hands stretched out from behind it and strangled its neck.

Fear and despair are too strong to be added.

"do you remember?"

A voice stuck to its ear, Youyou told it: "That's how you killed me back then."

Immediately afterwards, in the silent room, there was a clearly discernible crisp sound of something being decisively snapped off.

Click.

This shocking unilateral massacre lasted for more than 20 minutes.

When the white night was coming to an end, most of the ghosts were out of their wits, and the victims all came to the studio and bowed deeply to Bai Shuangxing and the others.

They understand that the reason they can break free is because the strangers in front of them broke the white night.

If not, they will be imprisoned in this white night for eternity, increasingly broken by despair.

"thank you all."

Jiang Caiyun, whom I met in the mountain villa once, smiled softly: "So I have repeated the experience of dying so many times...every time is like a new one."

In the same way, every time she is trying to survive, trying to find out the dead end.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't survive.

Her eyes dimmed.

"I don't know how long the phenomenon of White Night will continue in the world."

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Caiyun looked into Bai Shuangxing's eyes: "Maybe in the future, you will encounter more dangerous situations, anyway...you must work hard."

This is human kindness.

Unlike those scum who hide in the gutter and can only type, humiliate and mock, even if he is dead, Jiang Caiyun sincerely wishes them to live in the face of living humans.

Bai Shuangxing met her gaze, nodded and raised his lips: "Yes."

"anyway."

Shen Chan's mind turned quickly, and she glanced at Shura.

The temper of this evil god is really unpredictable. Not long ago, he went all out to assist them, but now, he stood in the corner without saying a word, keeping a distance from everyone.

Maybe... this is the legendary pretending to be cool?

"Last time in the ghost town, the Goddess of Light used her power to strengthen the souls of the entire town's residents and send them to another world."

Shen Chan said: "This time——"

Shura glanced at her indifferently, his expression indifferent.

"However, that kind of thing is difficult."

Bai Shuangxing was thoughtful, and sighed helplessly: "Asura has just finished the battle, and his energy must have been consumed a lot. Although the Goddess of Light can do it easily...but it may still be too difficult for him now."

After finishing speaking, she raised her head considerately: "Am I right? Little uncle."

The last three words were bitten very clearly by her.

Oh shit.

Shen Chan was happy, holding back the smile from the corner of her mouth.

Provocative method.

At first glance, Shura has a mad personality with a bad brain, and this trick may have a miraculous effect on him.

What's more, the person who was used by Bai Shuangxing to stimulate him was the God of Light who secretly competed with Shura every day.

As expected, the long-haired young man frowned, and let out a disdainful sneer from his throat.

Shura snorted coldly: "This kind of thing is a piece of cake."

- It's done.

Not long after, the system sounded when the pitch was on time.

"Congratulations on clearing this white night challenge!"

"Because the monitoring system has temporarily left, next, the White Night Lord system will settle the points for you..."

"Name: Baishuangxing"

"Connect to the five survival hotlines and complete the appeal of the audience. The completion of the main task: 100%"

"Get 20 points"

"It is detected that the fifth call is of high-risk difficulty, and the energy fluctuation far exceeds that of the intermediate copy. I hereby compensate and reward it."

"Get 10 points"

"In the main line branch, the challenger has been rated as the highest contributor many times, and an extra 10 points will be awarded."

"Total points earned: 40"

"Thank you for the wonderful journey with you, and look forward to seeing you next time!"

"...Well, 'this award'."

Shen Chan next to her was in a complicated mood, and she wanted to laugh: "This main system is not very smart. We smashed its big boss, but we can still get compensation."

This is something that can't be helped, after Bai Shuangxing made that call, all the ghosts and gods in the studio became the tasks they needed to solve.

Killing the evil god is also part of the mission.

Her ridicule passed by her ears, when the scene in front of her suddenly changed, Bai Shuangxing quickly turned her head and looked at where Ji Fenglin was.

As long as he can leave the White Night alive, the challenger's wounds will heal.

But only for physical trauma.

She has read a lot of news related to Bai Ye. After Bai Ye survived, some people were frightened into insanity.

What the evil god brought was similar spiritual pollution.

Seeing his appearance clearly, Bai Shuangxing frowned.

The blood stains on the skirt disappeared without a trace, and Ji Fenglin stood outside the living room with his back against the wall.

His eyes were still half-closed, almost filled with bloodshot eyes, and everywhere was shockingly red; as for his complexion was even worse, his lips were pursed tightly, and the corners of his mouth were turning pale.

With a splitting headache, he tried his best not to make a sound.

Jiang Mian had been guarding the door, and when he saw them finally come back, he ran over immediately.

Bai Shuangxing and Shen Chan were safe and sound, but Ji Fenglin could tell something was wrong at a glance.

The girl opened her mouth, her eyes turned red, she carefully grabbed his cuff: "...Brother?"

Ji Fenglin smiled and reached out to touch her head: "It's okay, I'm too tired, just rest for a while."

The voice is also dumb.

Of course Jiang Mian didn't believe it.

"This child," the Goddess of Light approached step by step, her eyes fixed, "what's the matter?"

She has the power of purification, and in less than two seconds, she sensed the maliciousness left by the evil god: "Did you see that guy?"

"Ok."

Shura glanced at her, and replied lazily: "Can you solve it?"

The goddess nodded: "It will take a little time."

Speaking of this, she inadvertently moved her eyes, and found a strange child standing in the corner behind the door.

wrong.

It seems... not so "strange".

Xue Zizhen and Qin Mengdie also saw Little Xiu, and couldn't help being taken aback.

Only Bai Shuangxing, Ji Fenglin, and Shen Chan were pulled into Bai Ye, but three went in and five came out.

Since this child can leave Bai Ye with them, he must have signed a contract with Bai Shuangxing.

But if you look closely at his appearance, why do you always feel familiar?

Qin Mengdie glanced at the shy and shy boy like bean sprouts, then raised his eyes to look at the cold, taciturn, long-haired young man exuding a dangerous aura.

With a straight face, Shura silently avoided her gaze.

Qin Mengdie: Oh, okay.

The Goddess of Light who is bending her eyes a little bit: Oh Huo Huo.

Only the pen fairy didn't see anything tricky, bouncing up and down, feeling sincerely:

"Is this a new family member? He's so young and looks so cute."

Suddenly being watched by everyone, Little Xiu took a step back and shrank into the corner.

The face is a little red.

"Don't be shy, everyone takes good care of children."

His blushing look was so cute, Pen Fairy couldn't hold back, and smiled warmly: "What's your name?"

"Don't be afraid."

Bai Shuangxing patted him on the shoulder: "These are the family members who live with us."

Jiang Mian blinked, tugged on Ji Fenglin's cuff, and looked at him quietly.

"small……"

The boy replied jerky: "Little Xiu."

"Little Xiu, it sounds so good! Is it the 'Xiu' of cultivation? We also have one named——"

The body of the pen spun lightly, finally realizing the abnormality, the pen fairy stopped chattering and looked to the other side.

Shura's eyes were gloomy, and he was staring at it without blinking.

Like a needle, also like a thorn.

"introduce."

Bai Shuangxing coughed lightly: "This is Little Xiu, the soul fragment of Shura's childhood. He doesn't remember many things in the past and past."

Pen Fairy: ...

The pink pencil stopped making any noise, jumped onto the sofa and began to play dead.

With the current level of human science and technology, it is impossible to remove the pollution brought by the evil god.

To be on the safe side, the Goddess of Light quickly started treating Ji Fenglin——

She and the evil god restrain each other, like two opposites of one light and one dark, corresponding to his pollution, the ability is exactly "purification".

Both Bai Shuangxing and Shen Chan's injuries were repaired, and they sat on the sofa and described to Xue Zizhen what happened during the white night in detail.

Just hearing the back-to-back ghosts in the villa, Xue Zizhen frowned.

I have to say, this group of people is really reckless.

If she was the surveillance system, she would definitely be pissed off.

Later, when he heard that Bai Shuangxing pretended to be the prophet of the evil god, single-handedly planned the love war in the castle, and the final way to break the game, Xue Zizhen took a deep breath at the end of each mission.

Withdraw the foreword.

These operations have gone far beyond the scope of "reckless".

She felt that Bai Shuangxing was a rare talent.

"After the accident, I immediately reported it to my superiors."

Xue Zizhen rubbed his brows lightly: "They have brought the believer back to the Supervision Bureau, hoping to get useful information from her... In addition, protection will be secretly strengthened around the apartment."

Bai Shuangxing nodded: "Thank you."

But they all know that the evil god's methods are all kinds of strange, and it may be difficult for human beings to stop them.

Xue Zizhen shook his head: "This time I was not prepared enough to let you enter the white night, I'm sorry."

Shen Chan sighed, and comforted softly: "It's okay. Who would have thought that they would use such a dirty trick."

The three of them were inexplicably dragged into the white night. After so long, they were already hungry.

Qin Mengdie is good at cooking, so he opened the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, and prepared a light dinner for them.

Shen Chan and Bai Shuangxing wanted to help, but she flatly refused——

Obviously, it is to clean up the dust for them, so there is no reason to let the exhausted people who escaped from the dead work hard to cook.

Jiang Mian nodded, and carefully washed the lettuce in his hands: "You guys have a good rest, and I will help."

The tone was so concerned and serious that Bai Shuang couldn't help but smile.

Before that, she and Shen Chan also had the experience of going home and lying on the sofa after a hard day.

I don't want to cook, don't want to go out, and don't want to move.

In that case, the two would either order takeout, or fall asleep hungry.

She never thought that one day, when she returned home, she would see many people coming forward to greet her, caring deeply about what happened to her, and even patiently preparing hot meals for her.

There is an unreal illusion.

Qin Mengdie's craftsmanship is very good, the food he makes is fragrant but not greasy, and it goes well with rice.

As for Jiang Mian, he is teaching Little Xiu how to hold chopsticks.

When the meals were served one by one, Bai Shuangxing finished eating quickly, and not long after, he heard the sound of the guest room door being opened.

The Goddess of Light stepped out and nodded slightly: "Part of the pollution has been cleaned up, but the influence of the evil god is deeply rooted, and the treatment will continue."

She paused for a moment, and there was more emotion in her tone:

"This kid is really brave. Humans can't look directly at the evil god, is it common sense that you all know? Fortunately, there are only a small part of the evil god's soul fragments in the white night, otherwise, he would die on the spot."

Ordinary people will more or less spare their lives, except for Ji Fenglin, who opened his eyes without hesitation, just to clear the way for another person.

Thinking of this, the God of Light bent his mouth and met Bai Shuangxing's gaze: "He treats you very well."

Seeing the goddess coming out, Jiang Mian quickly ran into the guest room, and Bai Shuangxing also got up from the table and served the vegetable porridge prepared for Ji Fenglin.

Immediately afterwards, there were Qin Mengdie who was also worried about him, Shura who said "trouble" but walked towards the guest room with a cold face, and Shen Chan who saw through everything without saying anything.

Ji Fenglin was taken aback by the sudden heads poking one after another from outside the room door.

Jiang Mian's footsteps were light and fast, and she approached his bed: "Brother, how do you feel?"

it's wired.

Contrary to the previous pale complexion, there was a sickly redness on his face at this moment.

"It's okay to have a little fever."

Ji Fenglin still smiled, not showing the slightest bit of discomfort.

Bai Shuang blew the porcelain bowl in his hand to cool down, made sure that the temperature was right, and handed it to him carefully: "Teacher Qin's porridge."

Ji Fenglin: "Thank you."

"Fever?"

Pen Fairy stood on Jiang Mian's shoulder and recalled earnestly: "I remember...you should pay attention to ventilation when you have a fever, eat less spicy food, and drink more hot water."

Qin Mengdie nodded: "Is it serious?"

"Give me a break from school."

Bai Shuangxing said: "We have to go to class on Monday, so we can't drag this body around. In the past few days, you should rest at home."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her right hand and pressed it against Ji Fenglin's forehead.

A little hot, but fortunately not serious.

Well, "home", not "my home".

Shen Chan coughed softly: "There are fever medicines in the drawer, I'll get them."

She originally wanted to ask about the appearance of the evil god, but she was worried that it would stir up bad memories of Ji Fenglin, so she suppressed the impulse back to the bottom of her heart.

"Woo... so uncomfortable."

099 lay in the Shura knife like a salted fish, dying: "I just looked at him, and I still don't feel well. Would you like to sleep a little longer? I took a nap and woke up feeling better."

Everyone talked to each other, and the small guest room was full of noisy sounds.

Ji Fenglin took a sip of vegetable porridge, feeling the warm heat slipping from his throat, the warmth melted in his chest and lower abdomen.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been a character who never causes trouble to others, and is used to solving all problems alone.

If you have a cold and a fever, drink water, take medicine, and sleep well.

Now the chirping voices around his ears made him feel at a loss, but he didn't hate it.

"By the way, about your soul fragment."

Thinking of something important, the Goddess of Light glanced at Shura: "This child, didn't he sign a contract with Shuangxing? At home, we all have our own identities..."

After a pause, her smile deepened: "So we decided on one for him during the meal."

Shura raised his eyes suddenly, with a displeased expression.

His current task is to collect pieces of soul fragments and fuse with them to restore his strength.

In Bai Ye, he was imprisoned by the main system when he was a child, and he could only follow them temporarily; now that he left Bai Ye, he was ready to merge with that child.

Listen to her... Do you want the child to stay here?

"It's no surprise."

The goddess was unhurried, and her tone was as usual: "Every god has its own independent clone. Even if you merge with him now, you can separate it at any time in the future."

It's like the evil god can split a piece of soul and sit in the studio hall in the white night.

God's soul and consciousness are divided into many parts.

"As for the identity we've chosen for him—"

The goddess smiled and looked at Bai Shuangxing.

Most of the time, the God of Light is kind and docile. He seems to be too gentle and has no temper.

After getting along with her gradually, Bai Shuangxing discovered that this god has his own little temper.

Hates fish and cilantro, is very interested in the movie episodes shown on TV, and occasionally jokes with others.

For example, facing Shura, in order to be a head above him in family status, the God of Light chose the identity of "aunt".

I didn't ask for a "little aunt" on purpose, and settled down in the demeanor of the elders.

Bai Shuangxing: "...cough."

Bai Shuangxing: "It's that, um, cousin."

"Cousin".

Trying to understand this title, the long-haired youth was stunned for five seconds.

Shura:?

Shura:???

Wait a minute.

If his understanding of human culture is correct, the so-called "cousin" is the son of "uncle"... right?

Who is the uncle at home?

Oh.

It turned out to be himself.

so

"I" is "my" father???

"When offered this status, Little Xiu happily accepted."

The Goddess of Light smiled softly: "It's so cute, he's a good boy."

It perfectly interprets what it means to hide a knife in a smile.

Shura's eyelids twitched wildly, and he shook and held the long knife with his right hand.

When he was young, he was ignorant of interpersonal communication, and he didn't understand the twists and turns of relatives at all.

So they teamed up to get in.

Besides the God of Light, there is another culprit——

Turning his gaze, he landed on Bai Shuangxing's smiling eyes.

And she raised the corner of her mouth, without any sign of guilt, and gave her little uncle a thumbs up: "It matches your family status very well!"

...at least show a little bit of guilt, you!

"Call my aunt to show her old age."

The goddess caressed her chin and met the boy's gaze: "You should call me 'sister'."

Shura glared at her fiercely.

Who wants to call you sister?!

And Little Xiu looked embarrassed, and lowered her head timidly: "Sister... sister."

Be as good as a blank sheet of paper.

Thoroughly gaining the upper hand, the God of Light laughed out loud.

"Little Xiu, if you want to learn, you can follow Mianmian."

Qin Mengdie smiled and said, "There are textbooks and exercises at home."

Jiang Mian lay on the head of the bed, with golden sunshine in his eyes, curiously looking at the new family member who was about the same age as him.

Hearing Teacher Qin's words, the girl grinned: "Want to learn to write? I'll teach you."

"Also, don't forget to teach him to hold chopsticks."

God of Light: "It's very common for children to not know how to use chopsticks; if they grow up and still pick up rice with their hands, then—"

She didn't say any more, she meant something, and sighed.

Shura:?

Scold him differently?

Bai Shuangxing pretended to be contemplative, and came to a conclusion: "It's an idiot."

Shura:?

It's overkill, isn't it?

When Shen Chan came back with the medicine, she was overjoyed when she heard the words: "Shame."

Shura:?

You started too?

In Shura's hand, the long knife trembled slightly.

099 looked up at him, his mind racing.

The senior looked very strange.

Having received so much favor from him, it must find its way back for seniors!

With a sway of the Shura knife, 099 spoke solemnly:

"It's okay. Don't you think that man is actually cute?"

Shura:???

Using this kind of words to describe his true self, courting death?

Every day can't help asking: which side is 099?!

Ji Fenglin took another sip of porridge, he was in a good mood, and he ate melons and watched the show obediently.

Xue Zizhen stood by the door, silently holding his forehead.

In her heart, Shura and the Goddess of Light are distant existences that cannot be reached.

The gods are supposed to be free from dust and stand high above the ground, but these two in the room——

She doesn't judge.

Complicated feelings.

Hearing 099's adjective, Bai Shuangxing laughed: "Mmm...it's quite cute."

After a slight pause, she touched the heads of the two children: "I think Little Xiu and Mian Mian are also very cute."

Jiang Mian liked her very much and rubbed her palm like a cat.

Being touched unexpectedly, Little Xiu flinched, and his ears were flushed.

The blush spread quickly, matching the pale skin and the immature facial contours of a child, like a rosy ball.

"Did you remember the names of the family members who told you before?"

Bai Shuangxing pursed his lips to hold back a smile, and pointed to Shura on the other side: "I forgot to say, this is your—"

Bai Shuangxing: "Pfft."

Shura: ...

It is tolerable or unbearable.

The scalding heat surged behind the ears, causing countless ghosts and evil gods who heard the news to jump up, their faces were obviously red:

"Hey! You guys!!!"