Late night, Jinyuan.

Nightfall stared at the girl in the bed and her eyes fluttered with silence.

I keep repeating in my mind a scene from a while back in the bar...

Girls are forced to die in desperate fatigue...

Noisy, indifferent face...

And, when I saw him, I instantly felt at ease...

The softest part of his heart is like a claw tightly strangled, choking pain...

Meanwhile, the Emperor is in a villa.

Sebastian sat in front of a fluorescent computer screen.

On the screen, it's a group of images.

Guns and flowers...

Strawberry cake and almond cake...

Smoky villages and stars...

The images are automatically repeated over and over again on the screen.

At this point, a special prompt sounds.

The teenager opened his mailbox at an absentee location and looked at the message as hopelessly as ever.

There is a small video in the email, the images in the video are shaking, the dim light and the confused crowd, the girl is fast enough to have almost only one shadow left, the girl is aggressive, every move is a killing move, the last leg kicks in the shadow chest...

At the moment when the video was clear, Shi Xia could brush her stand up and instantly changed her face. Her pale grey eyes emitted a glaring light and she couldn't believe it. “Sister...”

……

The next morning.

The sun bursts through the crevices of the branches and the golden glow of the room, and the shadows of the trees sway gently in the morning breeze, making the sound of sand.

The girl lies quietly on a soft, pure white mattress with a pure, innocent face and no dust, soft as a delicate flower in a greenhouse, unable to withstand any wind or rain.

Ye Qiang was awakened by a headache.

Hangover cut her head in half like an ax, and it hurts like hell.

Damn...

What the hell is going on?

How did she get back to Jinyuan?

She clearly remembered last night...

I went to the bar last night to find Jiang Yanlan, and then I think I ran into a group of people looking for trouble...

Seems to have been filled with a lot of wine by those people...

Later... I didn't seem to remember very clearly...

By the way, where's Night Cold?

Ye Zheng suddenly found that there was no one around him, and as he rubbed his sore temple, he climbed out of bed.

This side just got up to get out of bed and almost fell to the ground.

Oh, shit!

What's going on?

Her whole body was like running around the emperor all night long, her muscles all over her body were sore, her legs were not her own anymore, her arms even a little lifting hurt her teeth grinning.

Damn...

What the hell did she do last night? Why is it like being beaten up?

Ye Zheng was full of suspicion and could only hold the edge of the bed, moving harder and harder toward the outside.

He finally moved to the door, and Ye Zheng slowly reached out and pushed open the door.

There were two guards standing right outside the door as they pushed the door open.

So Ye Qiang hastily asked the two of them where the night cold was. “Well, please, your family...”

As a result, the two guards just opened their mouths on her side. The moment they saw her, they were just like any prehistoric monster. The expression was terrified and even the hair was about to blow up. After the sound of "Ow”, the two ran away...

Uh, your family... where's the master...

Ye Zheng's words had no chance to speak at all, but he stood there rigidly holding his hand and asking questions, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

What's that supposed to mean?

Is she horrible?