After falling in love with the evil god

Chapter 18
As long as he can always be obedient, although this possibility is unlikely.

The corners of her lips curved slightly, and she raised her hand and shouted at Chu Ji, "Let's go."

When she is happy, the colors all over her body will bloom like gorgeous flowers all over the mountain.

Chu Ji sticks back to her side, also feeling happy.

The slime in the corridor was almost dry, it looked like wet water stains, and there was no peculiar smell, so Lin Qiao ignored it and took Chuji downstairs.

Today's slums are as lively as ever, with rubbish scattered all over the place, and people blocking the narrow alleys.

It rained a little in the morning, and the dark red water pooled in the long gutters.

Lin Qiao smelled the smell of blood, and when she led Chuji through the crowd, her uncontrollable curiosity made her turn her head, and she caught a glimpse of the puddle of meat and bones on the ground, and the head of a woman who had been bitten off half of her face.

"How many times has this happened? Fuck, the police don't care! There is a perverted murderer hiding in our slum!"

"The matter on Taiping Street hasn't been dealt with yet. Who will handle the case here, the alien species and the murderer, they will know which one to deal with first."

"What if ours is also a heterogeneous?"

The discussion disappeared in an instant, and the faces looked at each other, each terrified.

All the way out of the slums, Lin Qiao exhaled foul breath, turned around and asked, "Didn't you do it when you came?"

It's really hard for her not to think it's him with such a bad method of dismembering the corpse.

There was disgust in Chu Ji's voice, "I don't eat everything, it's the servant's food."

Lin Qiao paused for a moment, "What did you say?"

servant?

Chuji's memory of his past is also a little fuzzy, which may be related to his long sleep, and he quickly changed to a more reasonable way of saying, "I have similar genes to me, and I have the same smell on my body. It's her Killed that human."

heterogeneous?

This answer flashed across Lin Qiao's mind, and Chu Ji's mouth replaced the alien with a servant, which is interesting.

Before she escaped, she heard that there were several murders in the slums, but Wandering City is a city with little order, and the police don't care about these street rats at all.

Now the slums are in danger.

wood bar.

Shinan replaced yesterday's person to pick up work. Seeing Lin Qiao leading an ordinary strange man in, she put down the rag and said strangely, "Your friend from the Protestant Church? Why are you still wearing my overalls?"

Lin Qiao explained: "He came to experience life and wanted to wash dishes with me at night."

"It's okay, it happens to be just the two of you today, and Aunt Ford won't be coming anytime soon, because things like that happen frequently in the slums."

Heather hesitated to speak, and finally sighed, "Anyway, we'd better go home together these days."

When they arrived at the sink in the back kitchen, Lin Qiao skillfully put on the apron and put on the rubber gloves. Chu Ji beside her was holding the apron and staring at her putting it on, and then slowly learned to put it on her head.

A basin of dirty dishes was brought in quickly.

Lin Qiao sat down and picked up a plate, "I do what you do, we have to clean up here until 8 pm in order to have income to make ends meet."

Chuji sat down obediently for a few seconds, seeing the oily plate about to touch her fingers, she immediately turned cold with disgust, "I can feed you, you don't need to do this."

"Feeding is one aspect. I also need money." Lin Qiao said helplessly after earning money, "I still have to pay the rent, water and electricity bills. You don't understand the hardships of beating workers."

Her resistance ended up wrapping both wrists with soft tentacles, which couldn't hurt her, but they definitely couldn't break free.

Lin Qiao turned cold, "If you want to live with me, you have to listen to me."

Chu Ji stood up, walked behind her, bent down, and pressed his chest against her.

Lin Qiao's slightly lowered body suddenly froze. What her back touched was not the chest and ribs that a human should have. Under the thin overalls, the monster's chest was sunken, like a monster surrounded by vines. The abyss is big enough to wrap her whole inside.

"What are you doing?" She tried to stand up.

"You should like it very much." He pressed her ear and said affectionately: "You still tried to enter the nest I built, but when I was about to open it, it was destroyed."

Of course, Lin Qiao remembered the warm and terrifying dream on the island. She knew the terrifying monster body in the dream, and she was glad that Jiang Dan interfered with his actions at that time.

"If you dare to include me in it, I will hate you very, very much."

When she said she hates it, the disgust and fear in her body multiplied, and the frightened color filled the entire roof.

Chu Ji felt puzzled, "Isn't this a good suggestion?"

"I only know that this is beyond my tolerance." Lin Qiao's nails sank into his flesh.

"release."

Afraid of hurting her, the teeth sank deeper, and more lumps of flesh blocked her fingers, pushing her out.

Chuji rubbed against her neck, but gave up helplessly, "Okay, then I..."

Just as Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, he sensed something was wrong with his reaction, "What's wrong?"

Chu Ji stood up straight, stared at the door, licked her lips, "Lin Qiao, there is food here."

Lin Qiao didn't understand, but seeing that he took off his apron and walked out, he still took off his gloves and followed him.

There are still many hangovers in the bar in the afternoon, and there are many people who can spend the whole afternoon here with a glass of the cheapest beer.

Among them, the beautiful woman in a long black dress mopping the floor sitting in the crowd is the most eye-catching.

Lin Qiao also saw her on the billboard, the popular actress Song Yi.

Why is she here?
Questions flashed through my mind. The only door in the bar where the sun penetrated was closed by two security guards. The ambient light on the top shone orange light on the stage with steel pipes in the suddenly dark room.

The fairy-like woman lifted up her long skirt and stepped onto the stage with explosive music.

It's full of drunken, hormone-fueled talk of men all around.

"Look at Song Yi's leg, it's so fucking white."

"This waist is so twisted! Fuck, I really want to take off my pants."

Some people are obsessed with watching, and they don't forget to ask questions: "But how did Song Yi come to dance in our poor place? What happened to her?"

(End of this chapter)