This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Carl raised his head and looked at the vial in Little Nine's hand.

He remembered that this bottle of medicine was intended to be used by Nie Nanfeng on Xiao Jiu, and he naturally knew what the effect was.

“Sorry, I shouldn't have come looking for you! ”

Karl's eyes revealed guilt and regret. Had it not been for him, Koo's life would not have been disrupted and he would not have become like this!

Xiao Jiu did not answer the phone, but put the medicine in Karl's hand.

“And you? What are your plans for the future? ”

Looking at Xiao Jiu's hollow, pitch-black eyes, Karl asked.

“I have an appointment with someone. ”

Half a mile, Xiao Jiu Dao.

An appointment?

“Nie Nanfeng? ”

After all, he can't think of anyone else.

If it's Nie Nanfeng, he doesn't have to worry too much.

He knows how much Nie Nanfeng cares about Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu didn't answer, Carl only assumed he defaulted.

……

In Spark Castle, the disfigurement of women was anxious, walking back and forth outside Fushiyu's room.

Fu Shiyu has been locked in his room since the fire three days ago.

The woman who ruined her face followed Fu Shiyu for many years, and this is the first time this has happened.

She knew implicitly that Karl had something special about Fu Shiyu, but did not know how important it was.

After returning from that day, Fu Shiyu did not lose his temper and did not dispose of anyone, so he quietly locked himself in the room and did not care about anything.

This worries the disfigured woman very much. Fortunately, Arthur is in the palace of country E, not here. Otherwise, Fu Shiyu's situation is now discovered, which is very detrimental to him.

Finally, the disfigured woman intends to break into the door hard. After all, after three days of inactivity, what if something happens!

But at this point, the door was closed for three days, and a "click” opened in the eyes of everyone.

Fu Siyu walked out of the room.

His pencil was clean and tidy, meticulous from head to toe, everywhere, even the cufflinks were new.

Nothing is as depraved as a woman thinks.

“Are you all right? ”

Fu Shiyu's faint eyes swept across the people in the corridor.

Everyone shrugged their necks and quickly retreated in panic.

The woman's face flashed with suspicion and had to leave with everyone, but Fu Shiyu called her.

“Clean up my room.” Fu Shiyu walked towards the stairwell and said faintly.

“Yes"

The woman nodded and turned to Fu Shiyu's room.

When she saw the scene in the room, her pupils shrunk sharply and she couldn't help but lift her hand and cover her mouth.

The cigarette butt on the floor in front of the window was really the ground, and the disfigured woman estimated that there were about seven or eight boxes of cigarettes.

In addition to the cigarette butt, there were several empty bottles and broken glasses, as well as a spill of liquid from the ground.

The rest of the room, however, was clean, it seemed that Fu Shiyu had been in front of the windows for three days, and he had not moved anywhere else in the room.

When Fu Shiyu just came out of the room, the disfigured woman found no slight difference. Even the smell of cigarettes and alcohol did not smell from Fu Shiyu.

A tear, slipping from the corner of a disfigured woman's eye, God, if you can hear my heart, let the boss live like himself!

Ming is such a cold and heartless person, but it's painful.