General: Start The Demon King, Get The Editing System

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Zhao Xiyu and Chen Linger finished their investigation and returned from the Ghost Hunting Division.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Xia Feng sitting on the sofa, looking pensive.

Different from the previous hip-hop, the summer wind at this time seems to have suffered some kind of blow, thinking about the philosophy of life.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xiyu changed into slippers, poured a glass of water for him, and asked curiously.

She had been with Xia Feng for so long, and she had never seen him show such an expression.

Chen Linger beside him was also a little curious.

Xia Feng sighed and said, "I'm thinking about why there is such a big difference between people.

"Some people from birth, someone has already paved the way for them to become strong; And some people, for the rest of their lives, can't even catch up with their exhaust gases.

"This is life, and many things have been decided from the beginning."

After listening to Xia Feng's emotion, Chen Linger snorted angrily.

"If you have to sigh at life with your talent, then will our group of people still live?"

A special profession that cannot be rated and has a fixed number of people is favored by the big guy and teaches the heart sword that all swordsmen dream of. It is even more single-handedly turning their squad around.

This ability even requires Versailles.

"Ling'er, I'm not talking about this."

Xia Feng sighed and shook his head.

Then, his gaze fixed on Chen Linger's chest and patted her shoulder: "Let's eat more papaya." "

If Lin Miaomiao is this}, Zhao Xiyu is this).

Then, Chen Linger's is that he

has only realized today that he has a choice.

What leg essence, childlike face, in front of }, everything is illusory.

That abundance of satisfaction is unmatched by anything.

"You... You...... You..."

Chen Linger was stunned for a moment before reacting, it turned out that what Xia Feng said from the beginning was the size of the scale!

She lowered her head and could see her toes very clearly.

But so what, people are originally the characters of cold and beautiful female classmates!

This kind of character is originally flat-chested, hey!

"Mo is angry, Mo is angry." Seeing that Chen Linger was about to erupt as a volcano, Xia Feng hurriedly soothed: "Scientific studies have shown that a bad temper will also become smaller.

"Little is not small, I will kill you first!"

Chen Linger put on a desperate posture and scuffled with Xia Feng on the sofa.

"Dare to fight me hand-to-hand, it seems that you want to experience my blue and silver entanglement again!"

Xia Feng directly used a powerful ground technique and was tightly entangled with Chen Linger.

Although it is autumn at this time, the tail of summer has not left, plus Chen Linger likes to wear small vests and sports shorts very much, and the two are separated by a thin layer of fabric at this time.

How can Zhao Xiyu, who is standing on the side, watch it?

"Don't fight anymore, don't fight anymore!"

She joins the war, trying to pull the two apart.

"You... You let me go! Feeling

the feeling of a foreign object behind her, Chen Linger's face changed, and she quickly patted the floor and surrendered.

However, Xia Feng did not intend to let her go.

"If I don't give you some color today, I don't know who the big and small king is!"

He changed his posture and locked onto each other tightly.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Xiaofeng, are you all right?"

Sister Zhou's worried voice came in from outside the door.

For a while, the three stopped the movement of their hands.

"I'll open the door!"

Zhao Xiyu glanced at the two and opened the door.

Sister Zhou, who was wearing tulle pajamas, was still a little embarrassed at this time, and it seemed that she was woken up by their commotion in the room.

After all, these are old buildings, and the sound insulation is very poor.

Xia Breeze loves to enjoy the sound of the couple upstairs fighting at night.

"Sister Zhou, I'm fine."

Xia Feng let go of Chen Linger and said with a smile.

"Are you really all right?"

Sister Zhou looked at the two with a skeptical expression.

Chen Linger's vest belt slipped off on one side, revealing smooth right-angled shoulders, and her neat short hair was full of sweat and stuck to her pretty face.

And the summer breeze, even more disheveled, the short sleeves are wrinkled, and you can see the traces of the woman's scratches.

"I'm really okay."

Xia Feng smiled and walked to Zhou Yi's side.

Hiss!

When he saw Sister Zhou's full picture, he gasped.

It turns out that the real winner in life is next to me!

If Lin Miaomiao is }, then Sister Zhou is definitely the }plus version!

Moreover, through the pajamas, it can show that the peach has a bit of ripe charm.

"Oh, you... If you're okay. It

seemed to have sensed Xia Feng's gaze, and Sister Zhou was a little shy.

Then, she spoke: "Xiaofeng, tomorrow Xiao Mian will go home, you come to eat here at my sister's place, and I will make braised pork for you to eat."

"Sister, actually, I want to eat your noodles more."

Xia Feng said solemnly.

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, "Okay, whatever you want to eat, sister will make it for you."

After thinking about it, she added in a low voice:

"Xiaofeng, you will soon be in your third year of high school, the college entrance examination is the most important moment in life, don't tire your body."

After speaking, Zhou Yi closed the door, obviously misunderstood something.

Inside the room, there was a silence.

Chen Linger looked away, her face was blushing, and she no longer had the posture of wanting to eat people just now.

Zhao Xiyu, on the other hand, held his chest and stared coldly at the summer breeze.

"Do you like this?"

"I like it."

Xia Feng straightened his chest and put on a posture that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"At my age, it's normal to have a somewhat matriarchal complex, right?"

Zhao Xiyu sneered, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the summer breeze.

"Okay, I'm not here to risk skin acne when I'm waiting for you guys soon, I'm going to get down to business now."

Xia Feng waved his hand and motioned for both to sit down.

Then, he looked at Chen Linger and said, "Prepare to upgrade the new city to an S-class dangerous area." Hearing

this, the two were stunned and said in unison: "Why?"

"Because, in this city, there is not only a ghost mother and a big ghost."

Xia Feng spoke: "Everything it does is instructed, and I also met with the ghost on its head today." The

two women's pupils shrank and looked at the summer wind in disbelief.

If it is really like what he said, then what level will the ghost above the ghost mother be?

You know, just the strength displayed by its disciple Chen Guohua is all at the level of ghosts!

In this way, as long as that person is willing to make a move, he can destroy the new city in an instant.

Chen Linger reacted after a moment and hurriedly asked, "Why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier?" So how did you run away from it? Although

he had to admit Xia Feng's strength, if he wanted to run away from the hands of ghosts of that level, the difficulty factor was higher than drinking cold water and stuffing his teeth.

Xia Feng was silent for a moment, and said leisurely: "I wasted a catnip.

"Actually, that's why I didn't tell you right away."

Xia Feng's face was a little complicated, and he said: "Although she is very strong, she is a little not very smart. "