I survive by sneaking around like a cat!

Chapter 203 Unique Ornament

Dai Lingling sat at the table, her eyes flashing.

She lowered her head to look at her clothes that had been violently torn open by the madman. The collar was completely shredded, barely covering her body. Dai Lingling: "..."

He packed up all the things he had on him and placed them on Yuan's body, including the little snake and anything valuable on his body.

All the daily necessities in the bag that Gu Yan prepared for him were in there.

I only have a few sets of clothes to change into, and no shoes at all!

Dai Lingling shrank her toes. What was the big deal? There was only an ordinary pendant on his neck that was disguised. There shouldn't be any spatial or energy fluctuations.

He took out his clothes for no reason. Would that madman take away the only pendant he had on him?

That shouldn't be the case. Didn't you see it when that guy tore off his clothes? I forgot what his expression was at that time. Later, he took out the weapons list, and the madman got angry. Then the mummy took action.

Well, probably because I didn't notice his pendant.

Remembering something, Dai Lingling walked back to the bedroom barefoot.

When he reached the door, he stopped, looked at the door with a big hole in it, then looked away and walked to his weapon.

The power of inheritance emitted a faint light, pressing his weapon manual firmly onto the carpet.

Dai Lingling tried to summon the weapon list on the ground, and after a few seconds.

The two people looked at each other, and nothing happened.

Dai Lingling squatted down and tried to pull it out with her bare hands, but it was still no use.

The thing that emitted a faint light completely covered his weapon without any blind spots, unless... he killed the white-haired guy.

But what did that white-haired guy say? Yes, the two are one and the same. Whoever is stronger can control and suppress the other.

Dai Lingling's face suddenly darkened. What this meant was that he was weak.

A strange competitive spirit arose in Dai Lingling. She looked at the two intertwined weapons, anger rising for no reason, and lowered her eyes to look at her hands.

The next second, he was ready to try the longevity method.

However, before his hand could reach for the sharp blade, it was intercepted in mid-air and he was unable to move.

Dai Lingling turned her head to look at the white-haired boy who suddenly appeared silently, and happened to meet the gloomy gaze of the white-haired boy. The two of them looked at each other, one taller than the other.

The white-haired boy slowly knelt down and viciously pulled Dai Lingling into his arms.

The tone was grim, "Want to die?"

Dai Lingling was completely bewildered. What was wrong with him? He valued his life, okay? He wouldn't die even if he died.

However, this was the first time his mind raced so quickly. He raised his head in the man's arms to see Baimao's expression. "Why, are you worried about me?"

The white-haired boy scoffed, "Who do you think you are?"

Dai Lingling couldn't tell any emotion from his face and didn't bother to test him. "Then let go."

There was no way to try the longevity technique, so he mobilized the power of inheritance, suspended Dai Lingling's weapon in the air, and slowly floated it to the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

His weapon hung horizontally from the middle of a spinning crystal-adorned chain.

The sharp tip of the sword pointed downwards, as if it might fall and pierce someone at any time.

The white-haired boy was in a good mood, controlling the power of inheritance to emit the same color as the chandelier. The power of inheritance spread out into small balls of light in the chains hanging from the chandelier, continuing to surround the sharp blade 360 degrees.

It was as if the sharp blade was firmly integrated into itself.

After a moment, the white-haired boy raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It looks very good."

"…" He was answered with a cold laugh, "Heh."

Dai Lingling looked at her weapon being controlled little by little and becoming part of the crystal chandelier with an unclear expression, "....." She felt complicated inside.

Looking at the sharp blade pointed at him, Dai Lingling once again thought, this man is really crazy. Isn't he afraid that his weapon list will regain control and pierce him with a sword?

Or is he really that confident in his own abilities?

Dai Lingling quietly looked at his weapon which was looking down from above. Now, not only did he lose his shoes, but his weapon was also hanging in the sky.

He could even feel that his weapon seemed to have suffered great injustice and shook the sword.

He had never been so speechless.

This person is probably sick, and quite ill.

He glanced coldly at the white-haired boy and said, "You're boring."

Unexpectedly, the white-haired boy who was still smiling in the last second, looked gloomy in the next second, "You are wrong."

"You can die if you want, but I personally have a little habit. I don't like to be killed with one blow."

He suddenly leaned over to Dai Lingling's ear, his lips nudging against her earlobe, and spoke in a deep voice, "Killing people is more interesting when you use a blunt knife, isn't it?"

"It's very interesting to watch that person's expression become more and more painful, twisted, and hideous."

However, he doesn't like watching it now because it doesn't stimulate him much. Of course, this was just a little hobby of his before Dai Lingling appeared.

Now, he likes to play the game of destroying people's hearts.

The white-haired boy put his lips against Dai Lingling's profile, and stepped back little by little until he stood in front of her, lowering his eyes to look at the little person's delicate, snow-white facial features.

It's hard to imagine, especially when it comes to someone you're interested in, the tingling sensation that comes with being hurt makes his blood run cold just thinking about it.

Of course, in the early stages, you can only experience it on Sheng Tang, just as a practice.

After that, he would make good use of the people in front of him, and even....provoke his brother.

If his brother showed that dying expression, then... His breathing became uncontrollable and disordered for a moment. He couldn't imagine how happy he would be at that time.

A series of thoughts emerged in the white-haired boy's mind.

After a while, a big hand suddenly wrapped around Dai Lingling's shoulder and pulled her up.

The palms were firm and could not be broken free. They held his shoulders firmly and forced Dai Lingling to sit on the edge of the bed.

He half-knelt on the ground, his gaze slowly moving from Dai Lingling's cheek to her lips and then down to her ankle, his eyes deep.

His feet were indeed beautiful. The instep of his feet was as white as warm jade, with faint blue veins showing through. There was also a small mole on the top, which was very eye-catching.

Whether out of shock or embarrassment, he curled up his toes slightly and shrank down.

There was silence for a few seconds.

"I'm sorry, but we don't have any shoes that fit you."

His experimental subjects basically did not include half-orcs or people with small bodies like Dai Lingling.

After all, Dai Lingling is 1.80 meters tall! What bad luck.

Who would have thought that all the men and women in this world were taller than him, as if they had taken hormones.

Dai Lingling sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the person on the ground through his shirt. She could still feel his tall and strong figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, which was impeccable.

Exactly like his brother.

Dai Lingling struggled for a while when his ankles were held. He didn't like this person touching him.

After struggling in vain, his face became visibly gloomy.

Dai Lingling's gaze fell again on the cold and hard profile of the white-haired boy shrouded in the bright and dim light, as if she was measuring the fighting power between the two.