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Chapter 217: The Chosen Daughter(1/2)

This "key" incident is really too simple.

The so-called demon king is not of the same level as the sub-time and space creatures that were previously used.

So much so that Zhang Shuan even took a walk around.

I recalled the villain in the original film in my mind, and only chose to leave after confirming that there was no fish that missed the net.

This time I was quite lucky. I encountered such a relaxed and simple incident, which was tantamount to Zhang Shuan.

After a while, he finally returned to the villa he bought in the city at midnight.

After yawning, Zhang Shuan looked at his cell phone and walked into the living room. He wanted to contact Eleven and teleport him back.

Suddenly, the lights in the living room suddenly lit up.

Shocked, Zhang Shuan immediately looked up and saw a familiar smiling face.

Eleven stood not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Shuan couldn't help but smile.

"I miss you." Eleven looked at Zhang Shuan quietly and said softly.

"It's big night, don't get sick." Zhang Shuan yawned again, "I'm going back to bed."

"I finally met, and you are leaving again. Will you feel so uncomfortable with me?" Eleven stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Shuan's arm and begged pitifully, "Can you stay here and watch the movie with me for a while?"

"Can you speak well? Let's learn from me as a little windmill, right?" Zhang Shuan rubbed his arms, looking frightened.

"Please." Eleven refused to give in and looked at Zhang Shuan with big watery eyes. His pitiful appearance really made me feel pity for him.

Zhang Shuan was helplessly pulled to the sofa by this guy, and watched the movie side by side.

"I've watched this movie a long time ago. My comment is that I don't even watch it. Can I change it?" After watching it for a while, he suddenly turned his head and asked.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he found Eleven staring at him with a hot look.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Zhang Shuan shrank his neck.

"Do..." Eleven suddenly threw Zhang Shuan directly on the sofa, looked at the other person with a smile, her white and slender fingers gently circled her chest, "What I love to do!"

"It's a pity that I'm not Furuikong." Zhang Shuan chuckled.

"Hmm?" Eleven turned his head slightly.

"I can't be interested in cats." Zhang Shuan's eyes were indifferent.

"What does it mean?" Eleven looked puzzled.

"You won't really treat me as an ordinary otaku, right?" Zhang Shuan asked with confidence, "I'm a otaku who knows it in my heart!"

"Usually, there are only two possibilities for this kind of thing to happen to me." He pointed to the other person and his own posture, and said in a very singular manner, "Either I am willing to fall into depravity and go to make color movies. Or I am dreaming!"

"I think the latter is more likely to come." He smiled.

"Of course, if you dream, you may not be able to do such a good thing. If you encounter trouble, you can easily solve it. The beautiful beauty will throw herself into her arms." He added, "I think it's a bit more likely to be hallucinations. What do you think?"

Eleven did not pretend to be stupid anymore, and looked at the man in front of him with a plain expression.

"Just remember a little, you can find the time when I was hit." Zhang Shuan speculated, "It should be that when I saw the little cat on the side of the road, I was already hit."

"If nothing unexpected happens, everything that happens later will be hallucinations." He said confidently.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but mutter, "I knew that there was no such easy incident... This is the so-called feeling of immortal water. Life is good, smooth sailing, and relaxing and happy."

"It's not easy to see my beautiful skin, I can maintain this level of calmness and delicacy." Eleven's face showed a little approval.

"Not all men eat this, maybe you just didn't find my xp?" Zhang Shuan teased with a smile.

Eleven couldn't help laughing.

"Since you already know your situation and can still maintain such calmness, it seems that you still have a backup plan?" She guessed after thinking about it.

"I don't have any backup plan." Zhang Shuan said calmly, "You should have seen the source of my ability. Now you want to kill me, it's easy."

"I'm just a waste without any power." He said sincerely.

"Ordinary waste cannot be as calm as you." Eleven said with a smile.

"I'm not called calmness." Zhang Shuan curled his lips helplessly, "I'm just ready to make a fuck."

"Also, can you stop talking to me with this face? It always feels weird." He couldn't help but mutter.

Eleven was unexpectedly good for communication.

After hearing this, his body kept shrinking and turned into a white kitten in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Shuan sat up.

He stretched his waist big, and then collapsed on the sofa in the position of Ge You lying.

"If you want to kill, you should cut it quickly!" He looked completely useless.

The white kitten jumped to the coffee table in front of the sofa, looked at the man in front of him, and showed a very humane expression on his face, his mouth opened and closed, and spoke: "You are trying to confuse me with words, and let me ignore the strongest trump card you used to turn over!"

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Shuan tilted his head helplessly and asked.

"I won't kill you for the time being." The white kitten said indifferently.

"Of course I know you won't kill me for the time being." Zhang Shuan was not polite at all and said angrily, "If your purpose was to kill me, you should have taken action long ago. You don't need to play so many fancy things with me, and you don't have to talk nonsense to me here."

"That's why you're not panicking at all?" The white kitten paced gracefully on the coffee table, as if thinking about something. "You're like this, I feel more like you are quite dangerous. If you handle it improperly, you may capsize in the gutter."

"Since that's the case, aren't you going to kill me?" Zhang Shuan looked at the little cat with his eyes narrowed, "It seems that what you want is extraordinary!"

"I have to remind you that the more greedy a person is, the faster he dies!" He said leisurely.

"People who are not greedy can always be regarded as mediocre people who are humble!" The white kitten retorted coldly.

"I would rather be killed by you in the end than give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." The expression on its face was extremely humane, "I will only encounter such an opportunity once in my life!"

"If I can't catch it, then there is no difference between me and death!" Its eyes were extremely firm, as if nothing could shake it.

"It's so courageous." Zhang Shuan couldn't help but nodded in praise, supporting his head with one hand, and said leisurely, "Are you interested in telling me your story?"

Seeing this, the white kitten became even more afraid.

"Some things you should know will naturally know when you should." It shook its head and refused.

"Then how long are you going to lock me in this illusion?" Zhang Shuan said curiously.

The white kitten's eyes flashed, and there was no answer.

"It's a sudden change, you'd better get faster." Zhang Shuan crossed his legs, "God likes to give you a blow to someone like you at the most critical moment."

"You don't need to remind me." The white kitten said coldly, and he was obviously very annoyed by the annoying guy in front of him.

Zhang Shuan knew that this guy's plan was mostly to make him indulge in a wonderful dream and unable to detect changes in the outside world.

This provides enough time for the plan prepared by the white kitten.

It can also reduce variables.

But unexpectedly, this guy sacrificed himself, but was still seen through, adding countless variables to his plan.

Similarly, the uneasiness in the white kitten was aggravated.

Seeing that the kitten's body faded and was obviously preparing to leave, Zhang Shuan couldn't help but shout: "Wait a moment."

The white kitten fixed his body and looked at the man in front of him with impatient eyes.

"Can you prepare a computer for me?" Zhang Shuan said.

"What to do?" the kitten looked puzzled.

"Coding." Zhang Shuan said seriously.

"Are you sick?" The white kitten was speechless by this guy.

"I'm called making rational use of time." Zhang Shuan said seriously, "I know how long you want to lock me up. Maybe I have to lock me up for ten days and half a month, or even lock me up until death."

"You can't waste all your time?" he calculated carefully. "You might be able to take advantage of this time to finish my unfinished novel."

"If you don't write it normally, when you're about to die, you will remember to reform yourself?" The white kitten looked disgusted, "You might as well use this time to write a suicide note."

"I don't write something like suicide note." Zhang Shuan shook his head, "It's so sad, I don't like it."

"If you have the heart..." he said seriously, "By the way, I'll get a room for snacks for me. Although I know it's fake, it's good to enjoy it..."

The white kitten's eyes twitched, looked at Zhang Shuan deeply, and disappeared from the spot.

Immediately, a computer appeared in front of Zhang Shuan.

"This is called pattern." Zhang Shuan nodded with satisfaction, "It's a pity that there are no snacks, so it almost makes me feel good."

"I am definitely the first person to write in my dreams, and I can apply for a patent." He smiled, and then began to slowly concentrate on writing.

In this illusion, time will not change.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Shuan kept typing.

Occasionally, I feel bored and uninspired, so I lie on the sofa for a while.

There is no abnormal behavior, nor any desire to survive.
To be continued...
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