Chapter 172: Mr. Ye's son
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The weather is getting colder, and the wind-permeable guardrails on three sides have been screened, and her only scenery is obscured.
The masked man said he had only given her ten days, and that the deadline had now arrived.
Lying on the bed, after another quarter of an hour, she still didn't feel sleepy, and she was always wary of whether the masked man would suddenly appear and give her a palm, and then teach her kung fu.
She exhaled irritably, turned her head to look at the door, and felt a sudden impulse.
She immediately got out of bed, opened the door and went out to pick up.
It's still a long road, and I don't see anything special about it.
It was late at night, and the lights on both sides of the corridor were flickering on, and they were dark yellow, giving her a sense of déjà vu for making a horror movie.
She searched the walls on either side, hoping to find some secret door or something.
While looking for it, I patted it with my hands, listened with my ears, and walked back and forth one by one, and the result was in vain.
Slightly depressed, a flash of light flashed in her eyes.
Will......
She looked up.
It's pitch black......
I rolled my eyes and felt like I was bored.
Lying on the bed, she was still not sleepy, and her whole person was as energetic as if she had been beaten with chicken blood.
Her hand hung to the ground, and the marble floor was so cold that she couldn't help but lean her hand against the bed.
For a moment, she froze.
Breathing was held for an instant, and she nervously continued to reach for her hand to the side of the bed, groping for a while.
The bottom of this bed was blocked by wooden boards, and she didn't care about it at first, because there were many beds with this design, and now it seems that there have been a lot of mysteries in recent years.
The thing she accidentally touched just now was a bulge, much like a rope, and now she groped for it a few times, and sure enough, she touched it.
She didn't get out of bed, she just got up and looked down to see what kind of rope it was.
While watching, he muttered, "Sure enough, watching more TV has a lot of benefits." ”
It was a purple hemp rope with a colored knot tied to it, and it was very beautiful.
She suddenly had a thought, what would happen if she pulled it?
As soon as I thought about it, my hand moved.
At this moment, the bed suddenly collapsed, and with an "ah" sound, Mu Luoxiao disappeared in the room.
The moment she fell, she had only one thought: I guessed right!
However, when she saw the "object" she was about to collide with, her face instantly frightened.
Is that...... The masked man, moreover, was meditating on a bed that exuded cold air.
Hearing her movement, the masked man jumped up, and the hideous mask watched indifferently as she landed on the bed.
Originally, the fall was not light, but Mu Luoxiao bounced up as soon as he touched the bed.
"Ho! good ice! good ice!"
She didn't look at the masked man at first sight, and landed on this bed, this is a whole piece of ice, this is the early winter, use it as a bed, isn't this a living sin?
She cast a strange look at the masked man.
However, as soon as she looked up, she forgot about the bed, and walked directly through the air next to the masked man, and walked to the guardrail behind the masked man.
Looking blankly at the waterfall outside, she snapped her fingers and understood!
There was indeed a room above her, and the other rooms were on this floor through her bed!
However, if this is the case, then doesn't he alarm her every time he goes up and down?
Thinking of this, she looked up at the masked man.
"Master...... How did you get here?"
The masked man didn't speak, and a sharp body flew past her, and she turned around in shock, and she couldn't see the masked man anymore.