Chapter 420: The Devil in the Snow Mountain (4)
She carefully weaved a huge net that made people have no way to escape, encroaching on it step by step, paralyzing it step by step.
can't escape, and people don't want to flee at all.
Ji Baimo retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes, took away all the emotions in his eyes, drank all the wine in the cup, his Adam's apple squirmed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little helpless.
He planted it six years ago.
The heart is eaten away.
Now, he is about to repeat the mistakes of the past, even if it is such an unforgivable thing, he still can't even hate it.
After tasting six years of loneliness and madness, he has long gone crazy.
Simply, I kept going crazy.
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After a simple dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, ready to rest, and then found local Tibetans the next day, and took them to play around the snow-capped mountains.
Yan Bai in the room.
"The host is big! I didn't expect that the murderer who pretended to be you was also there this time, and he even wanted to throw the pot on the host, it's really unforgivable!" 114 was indignant on the side, pretending to be his host big, he should be dragged out and killed!
"Host big, this time our live broadcast content is to find out this poppy murderer who is behind the scenes to impersonate you?" 114 asked again, it knew the content of the live broadcast before changing the name of the room, is it to solve the case or a crime?
"Shhhh Don't worry, we'll broadcast live at night. Yan Bai touched 114's head, just like a fried pet to smooth the hair, she herself didn't react much, but 114 reacted very fiercely, as if she had to bind Yan Bai's crime detection system from the beginning, it became a live broadcast system belonging to Yan Bai, and it was also a brain-dead fan, and any question about Yan Bai would make it explode.
The appeasement was very effective, and 114 directly and obediently did not speak anymore, happily enjoying the touch of Yan Bai's hand.
Hmm, anyway, it's right to listen to the host's big words, the live broadcast at night must be going to do something, maybe it's to find out the murderer who pretends to be the host, and let him know what the end of doing this thing is.
Yan Bai slowly stood at the window of the room, the location of this room is very good, through the transparent glass window to see the snow mountain, at night, the original white snow on the ground was also dyed black by the night, there is black snow everywhere, there is a unique flavor.
Time ticked by, it was night, there was silence all around, most of the people had already fallen asleep, only a petite figure slowly walked out of the room, her steps were slow, and her black leather shoes fell to the ground and barely made a sound.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of knocking.
She has long black hair, like silk, the color is excellent, the face hidden under the black hair is lovely and delicate, the round apricot eyes look pure and lovely, the dark pupils are deeper than this night, like a little elf in the dark night.
Yan Bai walked very slowly, as if she was listening to something, and there was another person beside her, who was Ye Ming.
114 also followed Yan Bai honestly, and even the audience in the live broadcast room began to act as Yan Bai's eyes in the night, actively informing Yan Bai of various situations in the night.
The live broadcast room now has an online audience of 300,000 people, with occasional people coming in and some leaving.
"Knock ......" There was a sound not far away.