Chapter 2420: Punishing the World: Sick Dreamer (4)

But I thought about it for a while,

Appearing in her image, I'm afraid it can scare people to death.

She narrowed her eyes, and the blood-stained red clothes made her whole person look dangerous and evil.

It's about noon now, and the sun is very strong, shining hot on people's bodies.

look,

The sun is so kind, no matter what happens or goes through, it can always illuminate everything, even if it only illuminates a ruin, or a dirty and ugly slum.

Dyeing white is not afraid of the sun, and it doesn't feel like it when it shines on the body, it is still icy cold.

the other side,

Ran floated and floated, and naturally came to the railing of a second-story building. She leaned on her side casually, and looked down at the silhouettes walking on the street.

next second,

Her eyes stopped slightly, she squinted her eyes, and the blood-red pupils were flowing.

The end of the long street.

It was a slender and indifferent young man, standing there with a long body, as cold as the moon, like a handful of snow on the top of a green mountain.

The noise around him seems to have nothing to do with him, or it is just a background board, which has not disturbed him for half, and seems out of place.

He was wearing a bone chain of unusual workmanship, with a small silver-white cross on it, which fell on the cold-white collarbone, adding a bit of unknowingly coolness, and a bit of coldness.

As if he noticed something, Si Jin suddenly raised his eyelashes and looked accurately at the second-floor attic across the street.

On the dilapidated street, the surrounding voices were noisy and noisy, and the people passing by were hurrying with cruel laughter.

Si Jin just looked at the figure on the second floor attic.

The young man has a pair of eyes that are deeper than ordinary people, as if the thickest ink has been poured, and he can't see the slightest light and shadow, and his eyes are deep.

Like an empty Dead Sea, the waves are calm, and there is no desire or desire.

There was no reflection of anyone in his eyes, only substantive coldness.

What Si Jin saw,

It's a girl in red.

She was wearing clothes stained with dark red blood, quietly lowered her eyes, and stood at the railing of the second-floor attic, her long black hair half covering her face, and only the pale and cold jawline could be seen faintly.

The eyes of the two people collided unexpectedly.

"I found..." Ranbai Weeping Blood Pill's lips lightly opened, and he said three words silently, and in the next second, the entire figure had disappeared.

shadows move,

But there was no one in red on the second floor attic.

The slender young man copied his pocket with one hand, and his black hair fell down, covering his deep eyes, his black clothes, and his cold and abstinence temperament, very much like a demon that exists only in the Western world.

Extremely cold, indifferent, and dangerous.

gone.

Just a glance.

But Si Jin clearly knew that it was not an illusion.

"Hey, Si Jin, what are you looking at?" The people next to him came over, followed Si Jin's gaze and looked into the distance. Seeing nothing, they looked at Si Jin suspiciously.

It was a young man in his twenties. He looked sunny and calm, and he smiled brightly.

Si Jin calmly retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and pressed his slender and well-defined fingers on the silver-white cross on the bone chain that was cold to the touch, without speaking.

Yingguan had long been accustomed to Si Jin's indifferent temperament, so he didn't ask questions.

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