Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

She raised her hand to block it, but the wind disappeared again.

Just brushing against the ear and gently lifting the end of her hair.

"Who is it!" His eyes instantly became sharp and dangerous, and his body remained alert.

His ears moved and he heard the slight sound of wind. Before the man rushed up again, he pinched his neck and pinned him to the ground.

Song Ci's golden eyes were still cold and fierce.

The young man who was hit to the ground by her also had a dull look in his eyes. The pain in his back made him clearly realize that he was no match for this person.

He originally thought that he was strong enough. At least for the moment, no one in his range could beat him.

But this young man made him unable to fight back with just one move.

Fanka shook his head to keep himself awake.

No, his sister and mother are still inside, and he won't let these dangerous people get close!

As soon as Fanka resisted, his neck was strangled so hard that it became difficult to breathe. While struggling, he looked at Song Ci.

Those red-gold vertical pupils showed no emotion, as if they were looking at a lifeless dead thing.

All that could be seen from those eyes was coldness and indifference.

Fanka subconsciously felt a chill running down his spine.

This kind of person is really scary.

Because they are very ruthless and don't care about your life or death.

Or maybe she feels that whether you live or die has nothing to do with her.

Fanka struggled to hold her hand, his cheeks turned red, and his eyes became blurry when he looked at her.

"Let go, let me go..."

He couldn't form complete sentences at all.

The cheeks turned purple from holding back.

The beautiful and delicate boy stood next to her. He was completely different from her decisiveness. There was hesitation in his eyes.

On one side is the cat he likes, and on the other side is the person who just wanted to sneak attack them...

Als didn't feel the blood from that man, and there was no killing intent in his eyes. He just wanted to drive them away. Maybe he was just an innocent refugee seeking to survive?
Als didn't want his cat to make mistakes, and as the general of Central Star, he couldn't turn a blind eye...

Fanka used all his breath to say a confused word, "No, you, you, hurt... harm my family..."

He felt that he was about to die. Song Ci's appearance could no longer be seen in his eyes. He couldn't speak but still held the back of Song Ci's hand tightly.

Als heard what he said clearly, looked at his blue face, frowned, raised his hand and held Song Ci's wrist, "Maomao, let go!"

Song Ci tilted her head in confusion.

The silver hair swayed, and the pair of cats also trembled, "What did you say?"

"Obey Cat, let him go."

Song Ci saw the nervousness on Als's little face, his eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips slowly curved.

"it is good……"

When Als heard her words, his eyebrows widened and a sweet smile appeared on his face. Seeing how well-behaved she was, he really wanted to hold her and kiss her: "Mao Mao is so well-behaved."

Song Ci stretched out his hand and violently broke the neck of the person under his hand, revealing a cruel smile.

"It's not good at all."

Als felt a chill all over when he heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, his pupils shrank, and he immediately squatted on the ground to feel the man's pulse.

...has no breath.He still maintained the same struggle as before.

Als's fingers were trembling.

He told Maomao not to do this, why is she still like this?

Song Ci took out the object that the young man had stabbed her with, put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it.

There is an inexplicable smell.

It's hard to say that it's a bit like the smell of stone mixed with the dirty mud.

It's about the size of a fingernail and looks like a black triangle.

In Song Ci's hands, this thing was just a dirty thing that didn't shine, had no fragrance, and smelled of mud.

Song Ci didn't like it and threw it away.

Als had just stood up from the ground, so he had no idea what Song Ci would do.

Seeing Song Ci taking steps to leave, he reached out and grabbed the hem of Song Ci's clothes.

"Cat Cat!"

There was something harsh in his voice.

Als looked at Song Ci's unconcerned look and didn't know what expression to make on his face.

He tried to persuade her, so why didn't she listen?

"what?"

Song Ci stared at the ferocious expression on his face, and the swing of his tail slowed down. It was definitely not the kind of contempt in a good mood, but fierce and threatening.

"Why kill him?" Als asked her.

"Damn him."

Those golden eyes stared at him, and his voice was cold and dangerous.

Als felt cold.

Why did his cat become like this?

She is so good, so well-behaved.

Who taught his cat bad!Obviously she wasn't like this before. A little ball of grandma would still nestle in his arms and lick his wounds.

Als felt a little sad.

He must teach Maomao well.

"You can't hurt innocent people." Als took the lead in slowing down his tone.

"What is an innocent person?" Song Ci shook his tail, his eyes were arrogant and his tone was mocking.

Her soft, white tail swayed in the air, and her silver hair, including her pair of pure white cat ears, swayed as she turned around.

It is obviously the most holy color, but it makes people feel indifferent.

She left, walking ahead.

Als only followed the white dot far behind.

Als couldn't help but wonder in his heart whether he was wrong and shouldn't have been so fierce just now.

Is it because no one has taught her since she was a child? She doesn't understand. Maybe she didn't mean it.

The person just wanted to hurt them, and she just wanted to protect herself...