I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

The conversation with Cheng Wenyi took longer than expected. When Xiao Lan and Luo returned home, the night was already deep.

There was silence in the community, and even the iron hanhan who loved stealing vegetables at night had rested. There was nothing else except the wind and the faint sound of branches and leaves.

Xiao Lan's mind was all about Xiao Chengyan.

Everything related to Xiao Chengyan is like a mess of threads. When Xiao Lan finally found the thread and thought that he could harvest the truth, what he managed was a tangled mystery.

Even his original impression of his father was overthrown and turned into a completely strange Xiao Chengyan that only existed in the legend.

What kind of person is he?

How did he know that Xiao Lan would need poverty in the future?

What happened to him in the end?

Is he really dead?

Unfortunately, Xiao Lan was unable to stand in front of Xiao Chengyan and ask these questions in person, and Xiao Chengyan had already gone away with these doubts. Perhaps even if he stood in front of Xiao Lan, he would disdain these questions.

After all, in the description of Cheng Wenyi, this is an arrogant and arrogant person, probably will be very impatient to explain his motives.

Xiao Lan felt unmotivated.

After a simple wash, he lay down on the bed, and he was paralyzed and motionless, as if he were just a blanket.

"Knockknock" knocking on the door sounded.

"Come in." Xiao Lan said, but still motionless.

The unhurried footsteps approached him.

"Sir." Luo's voice rang above Xiao Lan's head.

Xiao Lan raised his eyelids and gave him a stare of salted fish.

I have to say that people who are really handsome are handsome even in this death angle.

"Are you tired?" Luo's voice was still gentle.

"Um..." Xiao Lan's voice was muffled, even a little childish. Perhaps he didn't even notice that now he and Luo are getting along more casually than at first.

"Let me give you a head massage, you just have to lie down," Luo said.

Xiao Lan lay on the pillow following Luo's guidance. He closed his eyes and felt the other's slender but powerful fingers gently massage on his scalp.

Luo's hand was walking on the acupuncture point of the head, the massage was just right, every time it seemed to be able to take away part of the fatigue.

Xiao Lan felt that her heart slowly calmed down.

He was originally a person who didn't like entanglement. Generally speaking, when he encountered something unhappy, he could be resurrected overnight. Even if the amount of information brought about by Xiao Chengyan's incident is a bit large, he can slowly adjust it himself.

But this feeling of being concerned is also good.

No matter what unknown dangers and difficulties are ahead, he will be accompanied by Luo Hui.

This is really, very lucky.

Xiao Lan opened his eyes and met Luo's head, staring down at himself.

In the real world, Luo's eyes are kept in black camouflage for most of the time. At this moment, these dark eyes are full of Xiao Lan's face, clearly reflecting every change in his expression.

"What's wrong, sir?" Luo's voice was low, with a volume that only two people could hear, and it seemed like a lover's whisper in such a silent night.

Xiao Lan just looked at him and gave him a shallow smile, but he didn't speak, so he closed his eyes again.

Luo understood the meaning of this smile, but he also raised the corner of his mouth, and the strength in his hand was reduced by a few points.

Soon after, Xiao Lan's exhalation became long and his body was completely relaxed, apparently having fallen asleep.

Luo stopped his hand movements and sat next to the bed, approaching Xiao Lan. He raised his hand and gently rubbed Xiao Lan's cheek, feeling the warm and soft touch of his fingertips.

Xiao Lan, who had always been alert, still slept unresponsively.

Obviously, Luo was placed in a safe range by him, and he did not belong to his guard.

Luo, aware of this, was in a particularly good mood.

Without a night of sleep, Xiao Lan slept very peacefully.

The next day, when he woke up, the sky was already bright, and the bright sunlight entered the room through the gap of the curtain, declaring that it was not early.

Xiao Lan moved and stretched her limbs under the quilt.

Suddenly, he felt hairy next to his neck. The delicate and soft touch was even familiar, making him almost think he was still in a dream.

Xiao Lan turned his head hesitantly, and saw a dark furry ball lying on his pillow, a part of which was just rubbing on his neck. The furry touch that he had just felt came from this part.

He reached out and poked, not only furry but also warm.

Suddenly, the black hairball moved, and a pair of big golden eyes protruded from it. The golden in those eyes was light and clear, with

Some unspeakable mystery——

Xiao Lan reminded Luo.

But Luo's cat-shaped head is not square? The cat that appears in front of him now lacks a round head and looks very symmetrical. He can't see Luo's ultimate pursuit of art.

Before it was too late to think about it, the black cat who appeared on the bed inexplicably had stood up.

It approached Xiao Lan with graceful steps, and seemed to have neat limbs. It rubbed Xiao Lan's cheek with his furry head: "Meow~"

Xiao Lan couldn't help but reach out and touched the black cat's chin.

Seeing his movements, the black cat actively rubbed his palm with his head. The delicate and soft hair scratched the palm of your hand, just like a feather across Xiao Lan's heart, itchy, making people want to stop.

Seeing Xiao Lan's eyes with anticipation, the black cat once again used the killer skill.

I saw that it lay down without any discipline, hit a roll on the bed and turned his belly towards Xiao Lan, while tilting his head, he looked straight at Xiao Lan with bright light golden eyes, and He gave a soft "meow".

There was a string in Xiao Lan's mind, although it was called reason, but he was not firm, and it broke.

This black cat is of course Luo.

Last night, while taking advantage of Xiao Lan's sleep, he rearranged the form of the overly casual black cat he made at that time, and referred to many popular online cat elements.

Increase the amount of hair to ensure a delicate and silky feel; and to make the body fuller, ensuring the elasticity of the feel; at the same time adjust the head to the most popular roundness, to ensure that it feels unstoppable to touch.

Because in the real world, Luo's power was suppressed, and it took him a lot of effort to complete this process.

But nothing could stop his determination to compete with Shirley.

Even Luo also observed the same night a lot of cat videos, learning to make the comments area "ah ah ah ah ah ah ah" into a posture of a baby, and now look at Xiao Lan's reaction, this evening worth the effort.

Those who become major events should be informal.

Luo has always been a guy who can bend and stretch.

Lying in Xiao Lan's arms, Luo showed a contented look: his follower status is unshakable!

With enough cats, Xiao Lan's reason, who had run away from home long ago, found a chance to go back home.

He finally remembered and asked Luo: "Luo, what are you doing now?"

Luo flicked his tail, and came up with the reason he had thought for a long time: "In order to avoid special situations, I readjusted this shape and learned the cat's behavior pattern at the same time, so as not to look too strange, you feel satisfied. ?"

With that said, he rubbed his furry head on Xiao Lan's hand.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Lan couldn't help but touched the cat's head again: "Cough... It's good, just like a real cat."

More than exactly the same, it is a fusion of the world's longest cat world, demon, and spirit. Xiao Lan is sure that there are probably not many cat slaves in the world who can refuse the current Luo.

But...what is the purpose of Luo's development? Is it good to get a clue to the npc that is seduced by cats?

Leaving the doubt behind his head, Xiao Lan got up to wash and change clothes.

By the time he came out, Luo had recovered his beautiful and elegant human form and was smiling at him: "Sir, are there any arrangements today?"

Xiao Lan shook his head: "Nothing special."

Originally, I could only stay for three days. The main purpose-meeting Cheng Wen has been achieved. Xiao Lan did not rush back to training in the game, and proper relaxation also helped him adjust his state.

Seeing Xiao Lan watching his eyes change from the original eagerness to his usual calmness, Luo's heart was a bit sour, and the sour object was still himself.

Humans are really superficial.

Rarely back to reality, the two plan to go out for dinner.

But unexpectedly just out of his door, he saw an unexpected person-Cheng Wenyi.

Xiao Lan was puzzled: "What are you doing here?"

Is there anything else I forgot to say last night?

But with this guy's personality, he shouldn't have come to tell him personally.

Cheng Wen changed into an exquisite white suit again and again, and his hair style was still perfectly maintained. He took Shirley down from the car and said slowly: "I just came to visit an elder."

Shirley in his arms also saw Xiao Lan, and it softly whined at Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan also greeted Shirley: "Hello, Shirley."

Shirley flicked her tail and looked very happy. She jumped off the ground, preparing to walk in the direction of Xiao Lan.

At this time, the door of Uncle Zhang's house opened. It was Tiehanhan who opened the door, and there were no traces of other people behind him. Could this guy learn to open the door without a teacher?

I always feel that the honest Han business is in a strange place.

As soon as he went out, Tiehanhan saw the snowy white **** in front of him. Erha's eyes suddenly burst into excitement, and he rushed forward two steps, facing Shirley with a wild sniff—

I just used it to nibble the nose above the mouth of the slippers.

"Mi—" Shirley's hair suddenly exploded.

This stinky big guy! What do you want to do with it!

Angry Shirley jumped directly on Tiehan Han's head, and slapped a heavy paw on Tiehan Han's big face.

Although Shirley is just a pet cat with no special abilities, it is always a high-level pet from the world. The basic combat power will never be lost to the world's errands who are strong and capable of breaking down.

"Oh---" Tiehanhan took pains and began to circle around several people, screaming while running.

When Tiehanhan was running, it brought up the dust on the ground. The dust was tumbling in the air, and many of them fell on Shirley's white and clean hair.

"Mi—" Shirley was even more angry, and she scratched her claws on the head of Han Han again.

"Oh oh oh--" Tie Han Han ran faster, it rushed back to his home directly, and ran around the vegetable field that gathered Master Zhang's efforts.

Finally, without disappointment, Tie Han Han slipped on the soles of his feet, the entire Erha body fell into the vegetable field, and his four feet were still thumping. Shirley on his head was also thrown into a full and tender green vegetable, with his head down, only two legs still struggling.

Tiehanhan battle Shirley finally ended, but the most seriously injured is the vegetable field of Uncle Zhang.

Watched the whole process of writing one: "..."

Never seen Shirley look so inelegant.

Uncle Zhang, who was shocked by Tie Han's movements, also came out. It happened to see the last scene. Uncle Zhang couldn't help but cover his face: "Tie Han is shameful..."

As for the vegetable field, forget it, let his son airlift him a new batch from that cultivation base.

At this time, Uncle Zhang finally found someone at the door: "Xiao Xiao, Filo, and Xiao Wen Yi! Come and come in fast!"

Xiao Lan glanced at Cheng Wenyi. It turned out that the elder he said was Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang was really a hidden existence.

After the three people greeted Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang personally made tea for them.

Shirley and Tiehan Han also temporarily truce, the two sides are far apart.

The old man looked very happy. He looked at Cheng Wenyi: "Xiaowen Yi has been away for a long time."

Cheng Wen smiled and replied: "To go home today, just near you, so come to visit."

Uncle Zhang said happily: "Oh, I am your grandfather's friend. It can be said that I grew up watching you. I still remember to visit an old factory that was going to be rebuilt with your grandfather..."

Cheng Wenyi felt bad, he tried to stop: "That... Grandpa Zhang..."

Uncle Zhang has fallen into memories: "Xiaowen was just a few years old at that time, and he was just a little bit behind his grandfather. There was an old-fashioned boiler in the old factory building. At that time, an old boiler worker was burning the boiler. Little Master, have you seen this thing before? You ran around to watch, and you guessed it—"

Uncle Zhang looked at Xiao Lan and Luo with interest, apparently waiting for them to give praise.

"Why?" Xiao Lan showed a curious expression following his meaning.

Of course, he is also really curious. This saucy bag is exquisitely written. What was the dark history of that year.

Uncle Zhang laughed: "Hey, Xiaowen looked at people who burned boilers, and said that when he grows up, he also has to burn boilers, crying and shouting to go, no one can persuade. That posture, even his grandfather The bodyguards around me were almost unstopped."

"Finally, it was Xiao Wenyi's grandfather who promised to fix a fireplace at home for him, and he was finally no longer troubled."

"In the summer, this kid burns a fireplace at home every day. His family is miserable. Hearing his grandfather said that it seems to be burning until autumn."

"Poof--" Xiao Lan couldn't hold back, he covered his mouth and his shoulders were trembling.

Seeing Cheng Wenyi's appearance now, Xiao Lan thought he was the type that has always been beautiful from big to big. He really did not expect that Cheng Wen had such a simple dream in his childhood.

Even Luo's mouth hung with a greater smile.

Cheng Wenyi's smile was stiff, and the tea in his hand was particularly bitter.

He regretted his presence here today.

There is a feeling that the underpants have been pulled through.