How Am I Still Alive?

In the small bathroom, fresh water continued to fall from the rain.

Lu Pingping took a bath in it and washed away the blood and sweat on his body.

He is not mysophobic, but after every murder, he will find a place to clean himself as long as conditions permit.

"Xiaomu, why don't we just wash it together?"

Outside his open bathroom door, there was a clay doll that also needed a bath.

The little guy actually won, and won very easily. But facing a desperate fighter, it is unrealistic to be completely uninjured and bloodless.

The wound was not serious, and Lu Ping'an had already bandaged it.

But it would be a bit troublesome for one person to clean the injured person with an injured arm. In Lu Ping'an's view, he might as well wash them together.

"No, Brother Lao Selu, Grandpa Xiaomu said that girls should wash themselves."

"Tsk, she's just an eight-year-old girl, okay? Let's make it simple. Little one, wrap yourself in a towel and come here and I'll wash your hair."

".No need."

"Why are you so polite to me?"

Seeing that the little girl disobeyed the command, Lu Ping'an wrapped himself in a towel and ran out wet.

He picked up the struggling girl and took a sniff. There was nothing like the fragrance in the novel, but the smell of sweat and blood were there.

"It stinks and I haven't washed it yet. Don't worry, I'm good at washing it."

As he said that, he hugged the little guy in regardless, and then rubbed it hard.

Don't get me wrong, he was not interested in the little guy who had no distinction between up, down, left and right. He was just helping the little guy wash his hair, but even so, he still encountered firm resistance.

A fist hits the face, it hurts

"Don't make trouble. Two-headed snake"

And when Lu Ping'an showed his "tentacles", the little guy who was "surrounded" instantly became honest.

At this time, Lu Ping'an helped him wash his hair, quickly wiped the washable parts, and went out by himself. He left a red little guy behind and washed the remaining parts by himself.

After waiting for almost half an hour, when the little guy came out, he was still red. Just looking at Lu Pingan, who was yawning and reading on the bed, Xiao Mu felt inexplicably angry and unhappy.

"You don't care at all?"

care? What are you talking about? Lu Ping'an rubbed the back of his head and had no idea what it meant.

The little guy paused for a moment, and then squeezed out a sentence.

"Eve. Do you really not care about Eve's date with you during the day?"

"Haha, it's like if we don't ask for a fight, we won't fight if we meet in the festival? There is no difference."

Lu Ping'an touched his chin, but his face was indifferent.

Whether he really doesn't care is another matter.

With that said, he stood up directly, then picked up the little guy and checked.

"Well, it smells good and is clean."

After a while of sniffing, the little girl went crazy again. But it still made no sense. Lu Pingan just checked her armpits and neck, which were difficult to wash, and confirmed that she was indeed well-trained and well-trained by her tutor and could wash them cleanly by herself. , and put it down directly.

".As for Eve, just take it one step at a time."

At present, it seems that this is all that can be done.

The only good thing is that "Eve" is really only ten years old, so its strength will not be overly exaggerated. At least, there will be no rule-level crushing.

"Isn't Eve a regular-level person?"

"No, but they are all born with their own 'rules'. Of course, they are not as good as real rule-level ones. You can regard them as rule-level props that can be used freely, which is very dangerous."

If it really comes down to how to deal with it, Lu Ping An can only prepare seriously.

"Brother Lu?"

The angry little girl suddenly came over, her face full of expectation and uneasiness.

"What?"

"Would you kill little Eve if you could win?"

"I"

Opening his mouth and facing those innocent eyes, Lu Pingan didn't know how he would respond.

He has always been "non-discriminatory", that is, as long as he wants to kill himself, no matter what the high-sounding reason is, no matter how old, weak, sick or disabled you are, he will be killed without mercy.

"Little guy, stay out of adults' matters."

In the end, it seemed that he could only respond with these words.

It seems that he hasn't thought about it yet.

"." The little girl, who was angry at first, finally nodded and said nothing more.

No matter what, she couldn't say the words "Don't kill her, even if she wants to kill you."

And after such a commotion, Lu Pingan's mood became even worse.

"big cat."

This time, there was still no response to the inquiry.

It seemed that the big cat was even more entangled.

And when Lu Ping'an was in a subtle deadlock, under the same moonlit night, someone had no intention of sleeping.

She looked at the bright moon outside the window. The moonlight shone on the silky blond hair on her shoulders. In the girl's pure eyes, there were inevitably some emotions that were too complicated for her.

She recalled the happy times dragging the big boy around happily.

She liked it. Seeing his face full of reluctance, she could only sigh and be embarrassed to follow him.

She remembered the pleasant night when she and the little girl rummaged around in his room together, eating up all his snacks, and then forcing him to buy midnight snacks.

The two of them had a happy time jumping on the bed and making vibrations, and they were also taking revenge on the bed owner for not buying candy.

She thought of that man. He would occasionally look at her silently, but in his calm and dull eyes, there was a sincere emotion that was strange and even scary.

How long has it been since anyone looked at me like this?

"Oh, it's never happened before."

She spread her hands, trying to catch the moonlight that rushed into the room, but she couldn't catch anything.

After all, she also thought of that woman, that bastard, that leader who was not a "mother" at all.

"Hmph, your learning progress is so slow. Come here and practice with me. How can you survive if you don't have the ability to protect yourself?"

That cruel and indifferent woman never concealed her sinful motives, but she never ignored her sisters' homework.

She complained while forcing the sisters to work hard, but she could also see and remember even the smallest progress of each sister.

She remembered it again.

"Mother's Day? I'm not your mother. I can only be regarded as a blood sister at best. Playground? We don't need such a weak thing."

Half an hour later.

".I'm going to XX Mountain to collect specimens. Do you want to follow me? It seems to be the flower season there now."

That woman was never a good mother, and certainly not a good family member.

But she did always pay attention to them and remember them

She is harsh, bastard, selfish, inhumane, but accidental, but accidental.

"Occasionally, Mom, she will smile at us."

Under the moonlight, a drop of water dripped unconsciously.

She originally didn't believe that that person would really die. But now, the facts are in front of her

".I, I, what should I do. Who is it!"

And suddenly, the girl who was interrupted became furious.

As soon as he grabbed it, the entire steel wall flew directly into the sky.

And a young voice responded to her.

"Hey, girl. Well, Lord Bishop, we are not your enemies."

The speaker was a man dressed in cowboy clothing, and behind him, a priest with a stronger presence stood behind him.

"Isn't there an Eastern saying that the enemy of our enemy is our friend. The man you vowed to kill is our prey. Maybe we can become very good friends."