Immortality Cultivation Era

In the dark basement, it was very quiet, and I could only hear the sound of "tick ticking", maybe one of the taps was not tightened, or the water pipe in the wall was cracked, taking a deep breath, and the moldy air was a little damp.

A lamp hanging from the ceiling was dimly lit.

There is no wallpaper on the walls, there is no floor on the ground, there is a layer of cement, a wooden frame is placed under a wooden frame with bottles and cans, and labels of various brands of beer are affixed to it, and there are a few fifths left in a few bottles The residue, mixed with musty smell.

On the bed was a man who curled up, shivering, pale, and a thin layer of sweat beads on his forehead, like the layer that evaporated on the lid when the water boiled.

He seemed to be in a semi-comatose state, shouting a girl's name with his mouth open.

The face is full of pain.

Even in this state, there is still a sword beside him. It seems that only in this way can he have a sense of security.

Suddenly.

He sat up from the bed.

There was still fear in his eyes, but when his hand was on the sword, the fear in his eyes dissipated instantly, leaving only resentment.

He struggled, got up from the bed, his legs were still trembling, as if supporting the body, it took a lot of energy.

He stumbled, walked to the table, reached out and picked up the glass placed on it. The water in it looked a bit muddy. I don’t know how long it was left. It’s just that now he seems to have no control over it. Into the throat.

Put down the cup, two hands supporting the table, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down the chin.

There was also a layer of grey on the table, but the only picture frame on the table was still spotless.

The girl in the photo, wearing a white dress, looks sweet, tilts her head slightly, placing her hand on the forehead like blocking the sun, and the pure smile is contagious.

The man was pale and his lips were chapped, but he still grinned and smiled forcefully.

He reached out and picked up the photo frame.

Gently kissed the photo across that layer of glass.

Immediately afterwards, his face changed again.

One hand, covering his chest.

The trembling of the body accelerated.

The energy in the body, like the water in the pond, is being quickly drained.

"Click".

The picture frame in his hand fell to the ground, and the glass on top was torn apart. The man's body fell down suddenly, making a loud noise...

Circling around...

When the man opened his eyes again, he found that his environment had changed a lot.

A static chandelier, soft bedding, and a smell of detergent.

Suddenly he sat up from the bed and found that the sword was still around, then he was relieved.

With a click, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Singing in a nightgown, he waved at him, while the other hand was holding a steaming cup of coffee.

"Wake up?"

Seeing Gao Ge, the man's pupils suddenly contracted and quickly grabbed his sword.

"Okay, if I really wanted to kill you, you would have died." Gao Ge didn't breathe.

The man still held the sword in his hand tightly, but when he recalled, he thought Gao Ge was right.

According to his previous situation, if the other party has the murderous intention, he should now be pushed to the crematorium.

"Introduce myself, my name is Gao Ge, Gao Ge's aggressive singing." After Gao Ge finished, he tasted his coffee and sipped his mouth, feeling that he might have been fooled. There is no smell of cat feces.

"Why am I here?"

"Can you live there before?" Gao Ge asked.

The man said nothing again.

"Your name is Moran, right?"

"Ok."

Gao Ge took a chair and sat down, put the coffee on the glass table at hand, and thought for a moment, said: "You have been hiding in that basement?"

"how did you find me?"

"A friend of mine told me that a man named Xiao Jin was your former colleague in a bar, but resigned long ago. I finally found it because the basement was sublet to you, but I think you It may have been pitted because he rented only six hundred dollars a month and subletted you eight hundred. Are you stupid?"

"..." Moran's heart twitched.

This person, is that so nagging?

"You want to kill that wise duo, right?"

Mo Ran was blank.

Gao Ge slapped his head: "Liu Rui, Song Zhi."

Hearing these two names, Moran's eyes were red, and the hand holding the long sword shivered.

"You were shaking when you were sleeping, and shaking now, Parkinson?"

Moran shouted: "Why are you saving him!"

"Because my task is to kill you or take you away." Gao Ge calmly said, "You have caused no small trouble for our stable and harmonious society. Have you not realized it yourself?"

"Are you a policeman?"

"No, I am more advanced than the police." There is no one else anyway, Gao Ge naturally shamelessly boasted, and all revealed a mysterious atmosphere.

"I can't die yet." Moran said.

"Your girlfriend..."

"Shut up!" Moran raised the volume again, and then hugged his head again, looking as if he was desperate.

In fact, according to the information, Gao Ge can also guess that one is inseparable from the other.

So now Moran's reaction is so intense, which is also expected.

Gao Ge sighed and drank another cup of coffee, but still didn't drink the smell of cat feces. The twig tastes?

Fortunately, not here!

"You can kill Liu Rui and Song Zhi, but have you ever thought about what is your end?"

"As long as they die, what if I die?"

Okay!This buddy is already here.

In fact, it is normal to think about it carefully.

If you change to yourself, the reaction may be more intense than him.

Gao Ge is not a good person, but definitely not a bad person.

He has no principles, otherwise he will not save the money while collecting the Liu family's money.

The power of the stars that gave Morandu the body previously caused a certain amount of consumption, but it will take some time to fully recover.

He is willing to look at the problem from Moran's perspective.

One thing, wrong is wrong, right is right.

People live in this world, and they must be punished if they do something wrong.

If there is one day, there will be no evil, no good, no death, no hell.

How terrible is this world?

Speaking of which,

Doorbell rang.

Gao Ge frowned, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up and walked towards the door.

Standing at the door, he shook his fist at Moran and told him in this way: Be ready to fight!

Mo Ran was stunned for a while, and shook his fist at Gao Ge, then hammered his own chest like a hip-hop singer.

Gao Ge: "???