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Chapter 113 Am I Alive Now?
"Cheers!" Fang Xiaoling drank the beer in the draft glass, "Ha~ It's been a long time since I've had such a good time."

"Ah—my head is still dizzy." Li Mengling next to me poured fruit juice into an empty glass, "It's all because of Sister Luo Lan, who tricked me back and forth to ride the roller coaster three times. I don't want to ride that thing again in my life. .”

Roland peeled the prawns in his hand, smiled and said nothing.

"It's like a dream..." Li Mengli looked at the pattering raindrops outside the window and murmured, "Does this world really exist?"

These words froze the smiles on the faces of the other three.

Roland put the peeled shrimp into Li Mengli's plate and said, "You don't need to be sure whether this world exists, you just need to be sure whether you exist."

"Yes, yes! You are still alive, isn't this the best result?"

After Li Mengling finished speaking, Fang Xiaoling immediately nudged her with her elbow, and at the same time looked at Roland, pretending to be coquettish and said, "Sister Luo Lan! I also want to eat shrimp, why don't you peel one for me too? Isn't it too biased?"

"You're not a child, you're almost thirty, and you still act like a little girl."

"Who is going to be thirty?! I'll count until I'm 24, okay?!" Fang Xiaoling glanced at Li Mengli who was sitting across from her as she spoke. She stared at the empty glass on the table with a dignified expression.

During the brief silence, the three quickly exchanged glances.

Roland stood up first and said, "Shall we change the scene?"

"Okay!" Fang Xiaoling echoed, "Why don't we go to the midnight movie together, horror movies are very exciting!"

"Have I ever died before?" Li Mengli's eyes were still on the empty cup in front of her, with red dragon juice still hanging on the edge of the cup, she asked like this, then slowly raised her head, looking directly into Fang Xiaoling's eyes , "Sister Xiaoling, you have to answer me truthfully."

Why me?

This was Fang Xiaoling's first feeling, and then she was in a trance again. What Li Mengli asked just now was "Have I died before?" or "Am I alive now?"

The scorching gaze made Fang Xiaoling's brain buzz. She wanted to ask Roland for help, but when she looked over, Roland suddenly disappeared, and everything around her began to shake and collapse violently. The world is plunged into nothingness-like darkness.

Only Li Mengli's pupils were almost as cold as a corpse, and his tone almost turned into a torture, which sounded from all directions in the darkness at the same time.

"Fang Xiaoling, am I alive now?"

Fang Xiaoling opened her eyes suddenly, her respiratory tract seemed to be convulsed, and the air she inhaled was intermittent. Little Roland was sitting on the carpet drawing at this time. Dajue."

Fortunately, it was a dream...

Fang Xiaoling recalled the dream fragments almost from the back to the front. When she thought of the scene of the four of them colliding wine glasses, she suddenly felt a little lost.

Unfortunately it was a dream.

"Little Roland, let's not waste any more time." Fang Xiaoling stood up with difficulty, feeling as if she had just experienced a war, and her whole body was in pain, but this feeling disappeared quickly.

She walked up to Little Roland and continued, "You need to get in touch with the higher-ups of the Demon Race as much as possible... Oh my god, what are you painting?"

Fang Xiaoling stared at the painting on the paper in shock, and asked sharply, "Did you draw this?!"

Little Roland was taken aback, and the red oil pastel in her hand fell to the ground. She just looked at Fang Xiaoling in horror, but didn't dare to answer.

The lines of the oil pastel fell densely on the paper, which looked very abstract, but the human figure drawn by the two black lines could still be recognized from it.

Is it a coincidence?Fang Xiaoling carefully observed the distorted expressions on the faces of the two people. It seemed that the lines drawn randomly in the external environment had inadvertently penetrated into the faces, making it look like the facial features of the two people.

But the clusters of red on the two people's bodies were obviously painted on purpose.

Is it blood?

Just as Fang Xiaoling was tormented by the horror emanating from the painting, little Roland uttered two words that broke her down even more.

"Dad, Mom."

"Roland!" Fang Xiaoling scolded, "Why did you draw such a thing?"

"Dad." Little Roland picked up the red oil pastel, and drew a line between the red of the two bodies, "Love Mom."

"What do you mean by red?"

"is love."

call--

Fang Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief, maybe she was too nervous, she looked at the painting again, and if she understood the red color as love, the painting seemed to become warm again.

But in a daze, she seemed to see two people lying in a pool of blood again.

A painting, two completely different feelings, alternated back and forth in her mind.

She turned her eyes away and looked at the door not far away, "Little Roland, you have to take me out to get acquainted with this place. The leader seems to like you very much. You should have the privilege of moving freely in the Demon Race."

"There's a big bad guy out there."

"Don't worry, I will protect you." Fang Xiaoling lowered her body, "Don't you want to ride a big horse? Come on, let me take you out to play, okay?"

"Good! Ride a big horse!" Little Roland climbed up and grabbed Fang Xiaoling's ears, "Drive!"

Fang Xiaoling led her to the door, "I don't have hands, open the door."

Little Roland's hand was hanging in front of the doorknob, and his tone suddenly became serious, "If I fuse with other soul fragments and become the real Roland, will you still play with me like this?"

Fang Xiaoling froze for a moment, she couldn't see the expression on Little Roland's face at this time, but she could feel the other party's serious attitude from his tone.

So she also answered seriously, "If Roland is willing, of course I will, but she is always so serious..."

"I'm lonely!" Little Roland interrupted her, "Promise me, no matter where I am, be my good friend forever."

Fang Xiaoling quietly felt the almost non-existent weight on her back, and then said firmly, "Of course, Roland, Mom and Dad's favorite."

The door opened a gap, and the light dimmed a bit. Fang Xiaoling poked her head out and observed carefully.

"Are you hungry?" The leader sat on the sofa opposite the door, gently shaking the red wine glass in his hand, "It seems that you two get along very well."

"Ah..." Fang Xiaoling felt very uncomfortable. The leader seemed to have been staring at the door before, "The young master said she was hungry and ordered me to come out and bring her to find something to eat."

"Very good." The leader squinted his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Xue Linghu, you are very smart, and you can position yourself, which is very rare for the new force who has just joined the Demon Race."

After finishing speaking, the leader took another sip of wine slowly, and continued after swallowing, "I named you Nuwa's pet, and my main duty is to accompany Nuwa. As for the level...below the seven demon spirits, other Above the demons, are you satisfied?"

Nuwa?According to the leader, this title refers to little Roland.There was no such title yesterday, it seems that he just figured it out, but why did he call a little girl Nuwa?

"Thank you for cultivating the leader! I will perform well."

(End of this chapter)