Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 449, the old man

Nero habitually chewed a few blows of sugar in the mouth, and slowly moved up the palm of the hand that broke the tube, and finally came to the top position, so he held the lid of the package.

The things contained in it did not belong to her, she just inherited it... but never let the demon recognize himself.

Even so, it has already inherited the name of the tyrant, and is among the twelve gods. Of course, in this Nero view, the twelve not twelve gods will have nothing to do with it.

The relationship now is that this is a fierce blade, no longer fierce, and it is a coincidence that Nero remembers himself before the age of seven.

"Is the tofu shop?" Nero suddenly stood up and moved back to the back of the bobbin, and tied the strap.

She always has a kind of madness that is very interesting and tasteful to Luo Qiu. At the same time, it will let Luo boss subconsciously associate with the image of the heroic girl who is happy and envious.

Probably, this may also be what Nero is looking for...something.

"Right, if the guests are not too troublesome, remember to save these souls well."

As if nothing had happened before, Luo Qiu personally tied Nero's small bag for the soul. "This bag can play a certain role in preservation, but it is too simple."

Slowly pushing the bag to Nero's front, Luo boss whispered: "The soul that was collected very hard, if it is too sloppy to let them automatically weaken, minus the value that should have, it would be too wasteful. ”

Nero took the bag in the palm of his hand and threw it away and grabbed it at random: "If you are weak, look for it again, the world is fresh and superfluous... everywhere."

Luo Qiu did not say anything, just nodded and said: "I think Miss Nero, you will be a very good guest."

"It will be said, it is best not to have any contact with you." Nero shook his head. "But I feel nothing, at least it is very convenient... I want to say, I will come again."

"Okay." Luo Qiu stood up and said halfway: "Welcome to your visit again."

Nero stepped away and still stuck in his pocket.

After she stepped out of the gate of this magical shop, she suddenly thought interestingly that the owner of this shop clearly had the kind of terror force that made the fierce blade '阎魔' unable to lift its head, but faced the guests and remained almost sick. The same humility is really a restrained person.

Nero looked up at the night, then looked at the back of the tube and suddenly said: "This kind of person, if it is angry, it will be very scary?"

How terrible is it?

Nero found that for the first time in her life twenty years and a half thoughts, she had such a thought that she could not imagine, so that she had a strange feeling of trembling.

Very clear, very direct... she knows this is a feeling of fear.

So she thought in a whimsical way: "Can the club be completely destroyed?"

Suddenly there was a devilish whisper, which was the voice of the ‘devil’ in the package... In general, it meant that it felt hungry and wanted to eat.

After all, this is a big murderous blade. When whispering, it always comes with horror - but because she and it have not reached the state of true blending, Nero has no words at all.

"It’s very fierce at this moment, just like a cat, it’s shameless.”

The demonic whisper seems to be strong... ‘阎魔’ seems to be unhappy, but it’s just awkward.

Nero suddenly touched his stomach and shouted: "I am also hungry, I want to eat kimchi and soup rice..."

At this time, the package was more fierce, and Nero stunned. Although she had not really reached the state of mutual integration after receiving it, she was at least familiar with the temper and some subtle habits of the guy.

It smells the taste of food, or the food it likes.

Nero looked thoughtfully at a certain direction in the city. "Where is this..."

......

......

A group of little mice huddled together, and finally it was quiet... this day.

It was also at this time that Shu Xiaoshu was able to have time to rest... but Shu Xiaoshu stopped for a long time and immediately started doing something.

For example, pick up things at home.

In theory, for the rat, clean is not a very good thing, but Shu Xiaoshu is doing something that he will not do in the past.

If the house is cleaned up, it will be regarded as the wife of the defeated family...if Shu Wei is still there.

If Shu Wei is still there.

Shu Xiaoshu subconsciously used the rag on his hand to cover his face and twitched quietly.

Suddenly, Shu Xiaoshu heard a voice... It rang outside the house.

She instinctively opened the door and walked up the stairs in the basement, but could not see anything, only the shadows swayed...

Is that the wind blowing?

"mom!"

The sound of Shu cheese came, and the cover of the next water belt suddenly opened, but it was not old, but it was the male elephant of the oldest male hand holding a lot of things and crawling out.

The cheese hand holds something like canned food - even a piece of real cheese that has been used... Of course, it is a cheese that has deteriorated, or it will not be thrown away.

"Mom, the wind is strong outside, I will help you go back."

Cheese knows what Shu Xiaoshu is coming out for - she always thinks like this, thinking that there are people outside... I think Shu Shu is coming back.

Even if I just heard the sound of a little bit of wild cat passing by.

She has always said that Shu Wei is not dead, will still come back.

But cheese knows the reality more quickly than Shu Xiaoshu. Since he was driven out by Su Zijun that day, he is more aware of reality than anyone else.

Shu Xiaoshu didn't say anything, just nodded silently, and the cheese held his mother and walked down the stairs step by step.

"When you just came back, didn't you really see anything?" Before opening the door, Shu Xiaoshu suddenly grabbed the palm of the hand and asked.

Except for the tree shadow, no.

The cheese shook his head seriously, so the door of the basement was opened and closed, and the day without the comfortable rat demon family ended here.

It’s just twelve o'clock in the evening.

......

Just twelve o'clock, a shadow slowly slowly ‘crawled’ out of the eaves – why use it?

That's because it's like a snail. The body can be attached to the eaves and slowly squirming - and after the peristalsis, there are some sticky, turbid liquids.

Under the light of the faint streetlight, it gradually climbed out and became more and more aware of its true appearance.

Almost one hundred and eighty degrees of distorted head, like the head of a dried body. Its eyelids have no pupils and only have two black holes that sink deep.

There are all kinds of meat pieces with different shades. You can imagine that this is something that is stitched out with different pieces of cloth, but you can't find any traces of stitching.

Violating the joints of the regular places, but with a feeling of strong strength... At this time, what is eating on it.

Why is the body eating?

That's because, in its abdomen position, there are several grotesque but embarrassing ‘faces. Since there is a ‘face’, it naturally has a mouth.

It is these mouths of the 'face' hidden under the abdomen that are eating something.

Gecko, scorpion moth, mouse cockroach... These little things are chewing - but it doesn't seem to feel enough, and the body slides down the wall.

After landing, it crawls on the ground like a snake, even though it has a variety of different limbs that look extremely strong.

Finally, it climbed towards the stairway of the mobile building basement... faster, faster, faster! !

Finally, it climbed up to the stairs and knew that the door under the stairs would open and find more food...the food was delicious.

There is something in it, and it has been told... The little mouse monsters inside are delicious.

However, when it was going to climb down the stairs, some of the body's limbs were inserted into the mud and stopped its next action.

This is the case again.

This is the case today, a part of this body.

(End of this chapter)