Chapter 2452: Punishing the World: Sick Dreamer (36)

The young man's eyes were bottomless at the moment, like a dark deep sea, somewhat obscure and hazy, and there was a morbid paranoia lurking in the bottom of his eyes.

There is no reason why you can come casually and leave without any scruples.

It's not fair.

Since it's here,

Then don't even think about leaving.

"I won't go." Ranbai said calmly, his words were cold and short, as if using the shortest words to express the most disturbing feelings: "You are here."

Si Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the figure in front of him, his long eyelashes drooping slightly.

Best so.

What he wants, even if it is unscrupulous, he has to get it in his arms.

With such a person that he can identify, he can't let go of life or death.

So even in such a crisis-ridden place, even if it is irreversible, I will never regret it.

Only.

Si Jin lowered his beautiful eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be able to overflow with black mist. In the dim light and shadow, the slender boy supported the girl's side with one hand, leaned over slightly, lowered his body, with a touch of coldness. fragrant.

The black hat was casually buckled on the broken hair, covering the eyebrows and eyes, revealing only the high bridge of the nose, and the thin lips that looked like a light glow, everything seemed bewitching and seductive.

Dianbai leaned against the tree trunk, motionless, and did not mean to dodge. Those blood-red pupils contained a slight coolness, and an imperceptible warmth.

He leaned over coldly, the curve of his beautiful and fair jaw slowly brushed the girl's side face, his breath hit the face of the dyed white, with a clean and cold fragrance, the moment he lowered his eyes to kiss, even the cold and thin eyes The light seemed to be brewing.

…

Ying Huaixue did pretend to go out once, but she didn't notice anything strange, and she didn't feel anyone attacking her. She felt a little relieved, and then thought about the direction of the life and death hunting ground, and spat out a little irritably. in one breath.

The thing about the last life and death hunting ground...

Could it have something to do with that inexplicable portrait?

If so,

In the end is that person not dead at all, or... revenge after death.

No matter what kind of possibility, Ying Huaixue's mood has sunk to the bottom.

After three days,

It was still sunny in the daytime, I don't know if it was an illusion, the temperature was almost scorching enough to cook people, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

But on the contrary, the contrast is,

How hot during the day, how cold at night.

Ying Huaixue was wearing a black robe,

He wrapped himself so tightly that even people who knew Ying Huaixue, or Ying's father, Ying Guan, would not be able to recognize him when he saw Ying Huaixue's appearance.

She looked around very frequently, almost once every few minutes, but no matter how she looked, she didn't find anything wrong with her.

Naturally, he couldn't see, beside him, there was a girl who was wearing blood-stained red, with long hair half covering her pale face.

Ying Huaixue came all the way to where she wanted to go.

Ranbai glanced around casually, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

As expected,

Slum 42.

Some people saw Ying Huaixue's arrival without showing any expression on their faces. After all, the people living here are basically numb.

Ying Huaixue hid in the crowd, and finally quietly arrived at a very obvious place in slum 42.

This place looks much better than other buildings. Although it is very dilapidated, the place is very large, and the people who come in and out around have a bloody aura.

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