Chapter 2489: Punishing the World: Sick Dreamer (Seventy-Three)
His fingertips paused on the screen for a while before dialing the phone.
"Master." Si Jin said in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse for some reason: "Maybe I need to trouble you with something."
When his eyes were low, there was an indescribable loneliness, shrouded in light and shadow.
Si Jin talked for a long time with the person on the other side of the phone.
No one knows what exactly they said.
only the last time,
The person on the other side of the phone asked him again uncertainly, "Are you sure? This is no child's play. If you risk your life, I will have no successor."
"I'm sure." Si Jin raised his head slightly and looked at the dazzling incandescent lamp above his head. Even if the light was too hot and irritated to the point of pain in his eyes, he didn't take his eyes back, his voice was very soft: "Rather than living in oblivion, I'd rather know what I've forgotten."
He is not afraid of anything.
Even if it fails in the end, it doesn't matter.
He can accept his own life and death at all times.
Because there is nothing to worry about.
The person on the other side of the phone said two more irritable words, Si Jin responded one by one, paused, lowered his eyes again, with a sense of nobleness like a scholarly splash of ink: "I'm sorry, Master."
"Trouble, trouble, trouble... Really, don't do it if you have the ability." The old man who was called "Master" mumbled a few words, and then said vaguely: "In two days, wait for me to take the plane back, abroad. Woolen cloth."
"it is good."
The phone is hung up.
The room was quiet again as before.
the other side,
The night is filled with fog,
The dyed white was hidden in the deep darkness. About half an hour passed, she slightly hooked the corner of her lips and spit out a very light word: "I found it..."
Feng Luo has not had time to ask what he found.
next second,
The dagger in the girl's hand, who didn't know where it came from, had already rolled around on her fingertips, and along with the cold light of the cross on her neck, it had already flown out of her hand.
The sharp blade pierced the air, making a subtle sound, and with a strong wind, it shot directly at the figure.
The whistling sound of the wind brushed past his ears, and the dagger, which was almost translucent in the night, was not noticed by anyone.
It is now midnight.
At the end of the dark street,
There are no pedestrians.
Empty and a little lonely.
very quiet.
Only the sound of the dagger brushing and cutting a strand of hair remained.
If it wasn't for her hurrying up just now,
I fear what the dagger touches,
It's not just that.
Qingjiu narrowed her eyes, raised her eyes, looked not far away, and then slightly raised the corners of her lips, "Host 003?"
"what you think?"
Qingjiu couldn't see where Dianbai was at all, and didn't know which direction the sound was coming from. All in all, it seemed to be surrounded in all directions and returned, and it also brought some echoes on the empty streets in the middle of the night.
Cold, without any temperature.
"Come to me, it seems that you know." Qingjiu muttered to herself, and then asked, "Are you angry?"
"Why are you angry?" Ranbai asked calmly, "Is it worth it?"
Like a machine, it doesn't need any emotions.
Then clean up all the bad looks on a regular basis.
Just so sensible.
Always sane.
From this point of view, Qingjiu still admires dyeing white.
"Do you dare to make a bet?" She smiled more and more flamboyantly, "Well, how about three days after the bet? Go west at No. 29 Nancheng Street, and after walking out of the street, there will be a forest, right there, you Can you bet you'll lose to me?"
"Then do you dare to bet that your corpse will be there in three days?" Dye Bai replied with a smile that was not a smile, his voice did not waver, like a slick of ice and snow.
Qingjiu paused, "It's against the law to hunt and kill fellow sects in the three thousand small planes. After all, you were taken into the interrogation room once, so you should understand."
"The last plane, although there is no evidence, but I know that you absolutely know my identity, you did it on purpose, right?"
Ranbai: "If you have the ability, use evidence to arrest me. Otherwise, don't talk nonsense."
The smile on Qing Jiu's face deepened, "Sure enough."
"Betting on life and death, do you dare to do it?" Unconsciously, it seemed that the initiative was firmly in Ranbai's hands, and every word she said was indifferent, incomparably thin, with a condescending coldness. meaning.
"Why don't you dare?" Qingjiu didn't care. She came this time to win once. "At ten o'clock in the evening in three days, if you don't come, you will lose."
"Baby, you are so naive." Dianbai hooked the corner of her lower lip, she was in the dark, Qingjiu was in the light, the girl in blood clasped the cold fingertips on the blood-red mark on the pale wrist, her tone was so low that it was almost soft and perfect: "It's me. Interested in not coming because your tricks are really boring."
"It depends on the mood." Her demonic and beautiful face seemed to have some kind of evil smile under the moonlight, the bottom of her eyes seemed to be stained with blood, and the depths were like a calm cold pool.
is eternal peace.
Qing Jiu subconsciously frowned, it was really hard to talk to this newcomer.
Completely out of control of the situation and initiative.
I don't know where they came from or who trained them.
Just the next second,
Qing Jiu quickly turned to the side, her pupils trembled violently, her eyes were full of cold light, she raised her hand and wiped the blood on her face, "What do you mean?"
"Oh," she said. "I'm in a bad mood now."
Qingjiu: "..."
Is there such a person? ! !
"No matter how similar it is, it's still a fake." Dyeing Bai hooked his lips while chatting and laughing, and his face was evil and handsome, like a demagogic demon, "It doesn't look pleasing to the eye."
Qingjiu raised her eyebrows, thought about the outline of the Demon Dream she knew, and glanced at the bone chain that fell from her neck. It had already fallen to the ground, and then it was all shattered and turned into powder.
It's hard to let the system copy and portray it.
Gee.
It's gone.
"It's really cruel." Just now Qingjiu only had time to see the red light flashing in the dark night, and then a sharp, slender red line slid across his neck invisibly, and even made Qingjiu not react, and it has disappeared again. It's night.
There was a clearly visible bloodstain on her fair neck, and blood was oozing out. She reached out and touched her neck, only to find blood on her hand, and let out a sigh.
The person who was talking to you just now, who was smiling but not smiling, will shoot directly without warning in the next second.
Murder while talking.
"I'm sorry for you if you're not ruthless?" Darkblood Ling returned to her wrist, and she raised her eyebrows lazily and said something.
Qingjiu: "..."
"It's better to be sorry for me," she said half-jokingly.
Dyeing Bai: "Think beautiful."
Qingjiu: "..."
She found that she and the 003 host might not be able to communicate, and there was some kind of surprise in their conversation.
There is absolutely nothing in common to talk about.
Qing Jiupi pulled the corner of his lower lip without smiling.
"I think too much. I'll give you a surprise three days later, and I won't disappoint you."
"Oh, yes, although the interrogation department of the Tiandao Administration has not caught any evidence now, but if you still want to do it on the plane in the future, I'm afraid it will be even more inconvenient, and..."
Qingjiu vomited out what she was holding in her heart, but she didn't get a single word of response after talking for a long time, only the icy wind sounded like she was listening to a class, and it was like a ruthless ridicule.
Qingjiu: Huh? ? ?
"Let's go?!" Since Qingjiu couldn't see the dyed white, and even during the conversation just now, there was no way to tell the direction and position, so this was really dyed white in the dark, and she was in the light.
so that...
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