Almighty Queen

Chapter 425 The Folded Feather ([-])
When 1384 woke up again, he found himself lying on a soft and comfortable big bed.

Thinking that he had finally exchanged 49 lives for this comfortable and soft sleep, a mocking smile could not help but flash across the corner of his lips.

Hmph, what is the meaning of life?
The nonsense is that life has no meaning at all.

'Choo Choo Choo'!
The melodious birdsong came to his ears, interrupting his thinking, and 1384 couldn't help turning over with some effort, looking at the large French windows where the sun was pouring in.

And by that window, there was an exquisite black birdcage, in which lived a snow-white, unknown bird.

At this time, it is jumping up and down happily, as if it is lamenting the beauty of the sun.

During the fight, 1384 was not uninjured. His body was covered with thick white bandages, which made it difficult for him to move.

But even so, he still didn't want to give up.

So, he rolled out of the bed in embarrassment, resisting the severe pain all over his body without making a sound, using both hands and feet, crawled one step and rested three steps, and finally arrived in front of the birdcage.

'Choo Choo Choo'!
The white bird was still jumping happily in the cage, singing a melodious bird song, as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.

It is very beautiful, with snow-white feathers without a trace of variegation, as well as bright red beak and claws, and extremely beautiful wings when unfolded.

It looks like an elegant princess among human nobles.

And it stopped from time to time, on the bicolor branch, staring at 1384 curiously.

Then, keep bouncing.

1384 looked at it quietly, and suddenly, slowly extended his hand towards the birdcage.

'Choo Choo Choo'!
The bird was still jumping up and down cheerfully, but 1384 opened the small door of the birdcage with a 'click' and put his hand in.

It seemed that the bird's previous owner had done this before.

Seeing 1384 stretching his palm in, Bird didn't feel panic at all, instead, he bounced and stood on his soft palm.

This palm was the only part of his body that was not bandaged.

Because this is the hand he used to hold the dagger.

'Choo Choo Choo'!
The bird was jumping in his palm, and even lowered its head to peck lightly on his palm a few times. It seemed that it was even happier.

That feeling, soft, itchy.

In this way, 1384 thought that before, when he was lying under the bridge hole, a black stray cat passed by, and gently brushed his cheek with the tip of its soft tail.

Later, the stray cat also became his partner.

And, lunch.

For him, only living is the only belief.

He once thought that if he could grow up alive, he would work hard to make money, and then try to find his biological parents and stand in front of them alive.

Finally, kill them without mercy.

Looking at the little bird in front of him, 1384 couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth in pain.

His nose and face were bruised and swollen from being beaten before. To be honest, he felt pain even if he blinked his eyes now, but for some reason, he just wanted to laugh.

'Chirp... chirp chirp chirp! '

The bird's rapid chirping came to his ears, but 1384's smile became even more cheerful.

Yes, at this moment he had already tightly strangled the bird's slender neck, and finally, slowly, slowly tightened his fingers.

'Chirp...'

The bird whined feebly, and its thin claws kept kicking and scratching, but the almost transparent long and thin nails only left light white scratches on 1384's palm.

"Humph."

1384 snorted mockingly, and stepped up his efforts for the last time, watching the bird's head hang down feebly, just landing on his tiger's mouth.

It looked like it was asleep.

Why kill it?

1384 blinked mockingly, he didn't know.

Anyway, as soon as I thought of it, I did it.

With a 'creak' sound, the door behind him was slowly pushed open, and the sound of stiletto shoes hitting the floor, like a drum beating, thumped into his heart.

For some reason, 1384 felt a little difficult to breathe.

So, holding the poor bird, before he had time to withdraw his hand that had been stretched into the cage, 1384 turned his head in a panic.

And it was precisely because of this large movement that he pulled the wound on his back.

As a result, they couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air with a ferocious expression, and several of them fell to the ground in embarrassment.

And in his line of sight, only a pair of bright red Hentiangao remained.

"Tsk."

A lazy voice sounded above the line of sight, 1384 turned his eyes with difficulty, and looked in the direction of the sound.

He found that a beautiful woman in a red dress was looking at herself with great interest.

This woman is beautiful, so beautiful that it is shocking.

A pair of eyes were like smoke and water, and they were extremely soul-stirring, and the brown eye shadow that was rendered just right made her gaze even more attractive.

It seemed that one glance could take away a man's soul like a vortex.

The delicate and charming red lips are like a well-opened thorn rose, and people can't help but want to kiss them, even though that red color is the deadliest poison.

And that waist-length, flaxen-colored wavy curly hair added to her own charm, and with the red all over her body, it also added a little bit of exotic charm to her.

Looking at the woman in front of him, 1384 couldn't help being taken aback.

Will there be such a beautiful woman in this world?

"My name is Night Mandrill."

The woman didn't care about his blankness at all, she still looked at him self-servingly, as if she got something interesting.

In the end, that gaze finally fell on him who was still stuck in the cage, holding the hand that the dead bird had not had time to let go.

So, the red lips opened and closed gently, and the tone was extremely lazy, "You killed my little baby."

"I……"

1384 licked his chapped lips, but didn't explain anything.

Damn, why would he want to explain?

"Ah."

Ye Ba still blinked and looked at him, with something unpredictable in his tone.

At least, 1384 couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

But precisely because they can't figure it out, it is even more dangerous.

Looking at the woman in front of him who called herself Ye Mandrill, like a ghost in the dark night, 1384 felt like running away for the first time in his life.

However, Ye Mandrill approached him slowly, picked him up and sat him up, and casually leaned against the big soft bed on the floor, revealing his long, slender, snow-white legs indifferently.

And 1384 was even more confused, what exactly does this woman want to do?
Is it because she pinched the bird to death, and is thinking about how to kill herself, so that she can be buried with her bird?
"Just call it Zhe Yu."

Yebai raised his head and thought for a while, then reached out to rub his bandage-covered brain, and said briskly, "For the sake of killing that bird."

1384 couldn't help being taken aback, and Ye Mang smiled and looked at him again, "Listen well, from now on, your name will be Zhe Yu."

Fold the feathers of others and exchange for one's own life.

(End of this chapter)