Devil Pokémon

At this moment, Mr. Kong Kong knew nothing about what was happening on the third floor.

On the fifth floor of Cedar Hospital, there is an elegant indoor garden. The garden is so large that you can't see it at a glance.

Young Master Kong was sitting alone in the courtyard, his white clothes were as white as the snow, fluttering like a banished immortal.

At the same time, large peach blossoms slowly fell towards his head. This was not because there were real peach trees planted in the yard, but because there were four phantoms standing next to him, each holding a flower basket and throwing petals at his head.

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There was a blower blowing at him in each corner of the wall on both sides. The wind blew the petals into pieces, creating an even more ethereal feeling.

"The wind is so strong today, I'm so handsome."

Prince Kong held a bronze mirror in his hand, looked at himself in the mirror, and sighed.

He has become accustomed to seeing such a handsome face in the mirror.

Therefore, the tone in which Mr. Kong Kong said these words was very plain.

It's as plain as water, as if it's just describing an ordinary fact.

well!

Thinking of this, Mr. Kong Kong let out a long sigh.

It feels so empty to be born with such a flawless face.

If there is a blemish on the face that is as big as a fingernail, then he can also make some adjustments.

Sadly, after looking in the mirror for a long time, he found that there was no flaw at all.

This is a flawless face! Not a bit too much, not a bit too little, even if the facial features are slightly crooked, they can’t be so perfect.

well!

It really leaves no expectations at all.

With such a perfect face, no effort is needed.

If possible, Mr. Kong would also like to experience what it feels like to pursue making one's appearance more beautiful, just like those ordinary people.

But unfortunately, he will never be able to experience this kind of experience.

Because he was born with a perfect face.

Alas, the life of a handsome guy is so ordinary, boring and boring.

I'm so handsome, what's the point of setting off the lives of those ugly men?

My flawless face is destined not to be seen by too many people. Because as soon as I appear, I am destined to cause chaos in the world, and then all men and women in the world will go crazy for me.

If someone is not crazy about me, it means he is jealous. My beauty makes him feel ashamed, so he wants to commit suicide, but suicide is not allowed here.

Oh, what a crime.

I don't want to cause too much sensation, but my strength doesn't allow me to keep a low profile.

Young Master Kong was thinking in front of the mirror, and his mind was full of colors. He thought of the battle between immortals and heroes, the destruction of life, and the displacement of people.

Then came the compassion for history, the big thoughts and feelings about home and country, and the core reason that caused all this - why am I so good-looking?

This may be a problem that humans cannot explain since ancient times.

Master Kong Kong thought so.

At this time, he was keenly aware that the rain of falling petals had stopped.

"Why don't you blow it?" Mr. Kong put down the mirror and turned around to ask.

"The blower is out of power, sir." Phantom said respectfully, "I've been doing this all morning, and my hands are sore. Why don't we stop for a while?"

Phantom said, observing Master Kong's expression.

"Confused!" Just as the Phantom expected, Master Kong criticized: "The special effects must be fully activated and cannot be stopped. I have said it many times, heads can be cut off, blood can be shed, and you can't pretend to be awesome.

Enough. It’s not like I won’t pay you wages!”

Young Master Kong was furious, and gurgling spiritual energy flowed in his sleeves.

The spiritual energy surged, and all the petals in the blue sky flew into the sky together in an instant.

Young Master Kong was angry.

Phantom was shocked and quickly wanted to apologize.

But it's too late,

The next second, Young Master Kong made a move, and the phantom immediately turned into a burst of powder.

The surging spiritual energy disappeared and the room returned to calm.

Of the four phantoms surrounding Mr. Kong, now only three are left.

"Luohong is not a heartless thing. It turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." Mr. Kong stood up, raised his feet, and gently crushed the petals and the ashes of the phantom into the soil, sighing.

Then, he turned around, sat down, picked up the small mirror and continued to look at it, and told the living phantom without blinking his eyes: "You guys put the batteries in and continue blowing for me. I'll think about life for a while."

Young Master Kong Kong commanded like this, and a few seconds later, there was another rain of peach blossoms in the sky.

"Handsome, so handsome. The stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled. Isn't this poem tailor-made for me?"

Mr. Kong Kong looks at himself in the mirror, and the more he looks at himself, the more beautiful he becomes in his heart.

The more beautiful you feel in your heart, the calmer and calmer the expression on your face will be.

Fairy spirit!

Young Master Kong was intoxicated for a while, and then his heart gradually grew impatient.

Why don't those people come up?

Doesn’t it cost me money to turn on the special effects? Every second is a lot of money.

Come up quickly.

If you don't come up, wouldn't my pretense be in vain?

I'm just pretending to myself?

Come up here, please.

No, no, they won’t come up, right?

Young Master Kong Kong suddenly panicked and felt like he was at a disadvantage.

I was afraid that Ding Cheng and the others would really not come up.

Losing money is secondary. At the level of Mr. Kong Kong, making money is no longer a difficult problem. The main problem is the imbalance in the heart, a kind of pretentiousness that fails to satisfy the itch in the heart.

Come on, please, look at the child.

Come back~ Come back~ My dearest friend~

My dearest person, where are you now?

The peach blossoms are flying and the wind is blowing. Young Master Kong is setting up a stage in his mind while looking in the mirror. But at this moment, on a flight of stairs.

"Why do I feel like this staircase is so long?" Ding Cheng stopped in the dark corridor.

"How long have we been gone?"

"It should have been about 10 minutes," Tomie said. After saying this, she stopped and noticed something unusual.

It took me 10 minutes to walk up one flight of stairs and I still didn’t finish it.

Is this true?

Tomi Jiang raised his eyes and looked ahead and then behind him. They were in the middle of the stairs. Only a flat surface was exposed at the entrance to the fifth floor, and there was still some distance ahead.

"Why do I feel like we were in this place ten minutes ago?" Naiyao said.

Ten minutes ago, the nurse brought them here and then turned around and left.

After that, they seemed to be lingering in the same place.

"Oops, is it a land expansion technique?"

Naiyao guessed.

There is a way to turn a journey that takes one minute into one hour.

"I don't think so." Tomi Jiang said: "Even if the area is expanded, we should have moved in the past ten minutes, instead of not moving at all."

Then Tomie said in a gloomy tone: "Do you know that there is a legend about the endless staircase in the Netherworld. A staircase with no exit. Tourists don't know why they walked up this staircase, and then they could never get out again. It is said that,

There is such a staircase in Cedar Hospital.”

Ding Cheng's head exploded for a moment: "Why do I feel that our current situation is similar to what you described?"

"Yes." Tomie said calmly: "We are on the endless stairs now."