not a monster

Chapter 34 Stolen Face
Feng Wuli was not frightened at all and chased after him.

It's not that I haven't seen a real ghost. People go to buy soy milk during the day and cry.

He followed closely behind him holding the boning knife, intending to reason with her.

As soon as he chased, the thing ran faster.

The voice-activated lights on the third floor of the office building turned on all the way.

It looks like it's really just a little monster.

The woman in white still kept her grin, facing the wind unreasonably, floating back, and realizing that the human boy was chasing after her, she began to speed up.

In the end, the humans were still chasing after him!

She quickened again.

Who knew that humans could actually be faster!
The woman in white kept accelerating and stepping back, still grinning at him.

When she saw that human backhand, she would stab herself with a knife!

Then the other hand quickly grasped the hand that was going to stab him with a knife, half of his face was hideous, half of his face was staring at himself, his eyes were wide, and he was still chasing after him!
She was clearly panicked.

No longer floating and retreating mysteriously, but turned around and ran like a lifeless, two white skirts and two legs ran out of afterimages.

Man, the whole paragraph is broken.

But she was really scared!

Where did this lunatic come from?
How can you even stab yourself when you get crazy?
There was cold air in Feng Wuli's mouth, and the left hand wearing the bracelet tightly grasped the right hand holding the boning knife.

He looked down at his right hand.

There was a tadpole-like rune on the knife, which appeared from the back of the knife, and climbed along the handle to his right hand, and even half of his body was controlled by him.

It turned out to be the case.

That woman at that time, under such circumstances, took this knife and stabbed herself in the heart.

"Be quiet!"

He scolded the evil sword, and the woman in white who was running wildly in front of him shivered at the sound, and ran even more desperately.

Not only the woman in white in front, but after being shouted, Xie Dao obviously calmed down a bit, and finally all the tadpole runes that climbed up Feng Wuli's body crawled back again.

"That little monster over there, come here!"

"You, you are the demon slayer!?"

"But I'll get rid of you."

"I have never harmed anyone, good people, I am good people!"

The other party panicked and ran to the stairs leading to the rooftop. After running up, he found that the rooftop door was locked.

The woman in white was leaning against the iron door, looking at this terrifying human being at a loss.

"I fought with you!"

The woman in white rushed up with her teeth and claws.

He was kicked and flew out by the wind without any reason.

Can't beat it at all!
She was terrified.

Squat down holding your head.

"Wuwuwu, I really didn't hurt anyone. People have been dying here, and I didn't kill them. They died when they came. What can I do, what can I do?! It's none of my business. Woo!"

This human boy is terrifying!

That gigantic spirit, even if their entire group stood in front of her, was as small as pollen.

"I didn't say you killed someone...stand up."

The woman in white did as he said, trembling all over.

It was only then that Feng Wuli could see her appearance clearly. She was very handsome and charming, probably a young woman who had just graduated from college.

He frowned, always feeling a little inconsistent.

That face doesn't look like a monster's face.

Just like people, there will be certain differences in appearance depending on the location. Although monsters are also human, the appearance of monsters is quite different from that of humans. Even the most human-like monsters will have certain differences. , only those who have seen more can tell the difference.

"That face isn't yours, is it?"

The woman in white didn't dare to look at him, looked down at the feet without shoes, and said weakly, "Yes, it's me, I stole it..."

"You peeled off the skin?" Feng Wuli frowned.

"No, this woman is dead, I just stole her looks." The woman quickly explained.

"You are a little monster, why are you stealing people's appearances when you have nothing to do?"

The woman in white suddenly became hesitant, her tender white toes were drawing circles on the ground, she looked left and right, just about to say, she lowered her head cowardly, but she was afraid of the unreasonable wind holding the knife, so she had to swallow slowly road:

"Because, because of that human, she said she was beautiful..."

"I, I really want to hear it again... Listen to him again, saying that I am beautiful."

Feng Wuli looked dazed, and expressed complete incomprehension to this little monster.

He scratched his head with the back of the knife.

After all, he is not an unreasonable person. He asked her to recruit her truthfully. He, the 'demon killer', can see if he wants to get rid of her in the end.

she says.

It turned out that she was a soul butterfly.

These soul butterflies are little monsters born under certain conditions of entanglement between countless human soul fragments and the 'spirits' that make up the world, and they are almost exactly the same as ordinary butterflies.

Because they are too close to real ordinary butterflies, they can be seen even if they are very faint, just like Feng Wuli's three crows in his hometown.

But apart from seeing it, there is nothing magical about it. Humans can't hear what they say, but they are just ordinary butterflies.

And because the soul is the most holy thing.

Therefore, soul butterflies are generally white that fluoresce in the sun.

But this soul butterfly is an anomaly.

She is black.

Since its birth, it has been crowded out by other soul butterflies.

seen as ugly.

Why are you so ugly?

She also wanted to dance like a genie in the sun, just like her comrade.

A black butterfly flew over the mountains and valleys.

She also wants to be praised and praised like other soul butterflies: look at that butterfly, it's so beautiful.

Such an insignificant wish.

She kept flapping her wings and trying to find it. The thousands of mountains and rivers she passed through gave her a 'spirit' that far surpassed her kin. She became two or three times the size of an ordinary soul butterfly, and strange patterns appeared on her wings.

But because of this, she became more like an alien.

She was so ugly, she hid in the dark and looked at those who were dancing under the sun, at that moment she felt that the sun was rejecting her.

Actually, it's not like that!
She thought so at the time, and felt that she didn't need to be recognized as good-looking!

Ugly or something, ugly is ugly!
She is such a disgusting, ugly, lowly soul butterfly!
But, suddenly one day.

"What a beautiful little guy..."

Like a calm lake, a drop of water suddenly fell into it, and then thousands of waves appeared.

Why, say that to yourself?
She didn't understand why the man said he was beautiful, and she couldn't understand what kind of mood he felt.

She followed up, secretly following the human.

She has been watching the human in the dark, chatting with people, going to dinner, working in the house, sometimes slouching on the table and sleeping, sometimes laughing happily with people,

so lonely…

Why did he say he was beautiful then?
She doesn't understand, she really doesn't understand.

She really wanted to hear this human being say that she was beautiful, and she wanted to hear it again.

But I'm too ugly, how can I be praised for being so ugly?

Finally, that day, she heard the human say that the woman in that photo was very beautiful.

It turned out to be beautiful.

On that day, she used all the 'spirit' in her body to become that woman, and happily reappeared in front of that man.

I really want to listen to it again, to listen to my beautiful words again.

Even if it was stolen.

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