That Chiba really looks very powerful...... I just don't know how strong he is. Mo Chaoyun secretly thought in his heart, but replied: "Aunt Yun, where is this?" "Maybe since she arrived in this ghost place, Aunt Yun was the first person to give her a warm feeling, right? She felt that if she wanted to gather more information, asking Yun Gu should be the quickest and most likely way, but she was obviously disappointed.

Yun Gu's hand holding the porridge bowl paused for a long time before she said slowly: "You don't know that it means that it is not yet time for you to know, this is the place of Lord Chiba, and everything must be done according to his will." Don't think about it, go to sleep, girl. ”

Mo Chaoyun sighed deeply in her heart, to be honest, she was really disappointed at the moment. Want to get out, want to get out of this place, want to go to that person, find him! Even if...... No, it won't, it certainly won't.

She silently told herself in her heart that she wouldn't, and with the pain and fatigue, she finally sank into the infinite darkness and fell into a deep sleep.

Yun Gu packed up, exited the room, and walked out, but unexpectedly saw Chiba standing alone in the courtyard. His white clothes shimmered with transparency in the darkness of the night, and he was drinking a bottle of wine in his hand.

Aunt Yun seemed to feel a little distressed about him, and she slowly stepped forward, "Lord Chiba, why don't you let the girl live in Miss Qianye's room before?" She knew Chiba's habits, he loved to the point of being outrageous, and he would never touch anything that others had touched. Now the seriously injured girl is sleeping in Chiba's room, and that Chiba ......

"She hasn't got that qualification yet." I thought that Chiba would not answer at all, but he said coldly. There is one more thing, he didn't say to Aunt Yun, that is, there are murderous machines all over the night tonight, if she lives in the room of a thousand nights, I am afraid that she will become a corpse with a different body tomorrow morning. Hong Yan is definitely not a weak person, let alone a good man and a woman, he can smell the blood on the assassination machine qì when the wind blows, only his yard is safe tonight. That unicorn beast is very important to Hongyan, and she won't give up.

At this point, Yun Gu didn't know what else to say. What Chiba-sama decides is an order, and there is no way to change it. His decision-making, resourcefulness, and judgment made him understand that his decision was the best choice above all others, so the opinions of others were meaningless.

"Do you want to eat a little sour horn tomorrow?" Yun Gu said tentatively.

Chiba thought for a moment: "If you pair it with white porridge, it's okay." ”

Yun Gu smiled and left. If her significance to Chiba is limited to satisfying his appetites, then make it the most extreme. He's a lonely man, if this way can accompany him.

After there was no more noise except for the sound of the wind, Chiba dropped the bottle and returned to the room. The wine bottle made a clanging sound, and after touching the ground, it turned into countless fragments, and a large amount of wine poured out of the original shackles, and even at this time, it was understood that although Chiba was drinking with a wine jug, he was actually very restrained, and drank very little, so in the end, most of the wine just scrambled to seep into the thick soil, and then disappeared without a trace.

Mo Chaoyun was already asleep. Chiba stared at her at the door for a moment before returning to another room, the entrance to that room was small and inconspicuous, but when she pushed the door open, she felt that there was a hole in the sky, and the inside was deep and empty, and every step into it could bring an echo.

With a flick of his fingers, the oil lamps on the wall lit up, followed by the second, third, and fourth...... After all the sconces were lit, the place was finally revealed. The uneven stone walls are all around, and they retain the original state of the original excavation, and even monotonous without a trace of decoration, but the parts except the walls are extremely shocking, so that the viewer cannot help but be impressed by the momentum.

The whole row of brackets is ridiculously high, about three or four people as high, all made of solid sandalwood, but has not yet approached but has exuded a low-key but calm fragrance, the smell of natural wood is not only pleasant and insect-proof, the most incredible thing is that each row of brackets are full of books, some thin and thick, some large and small, some new and some old. At a glance, there is almost no end to the sea of books, and Chiba is walking in the sea of books at the moment, casually looking for something.

After a long time, he finally stopped in front of the innermost row of bookshelves, looked up at the high place, but his right hand slapped the shelf in front of him, a book seemed to have its own will, shot out of the many books, before it was scattered on the opposite shelf, Chiba had already jumped, jumped on each of the bookshelves on both sides, and then stretched out his arms to stop the book.

The book was very old, and there was a thick layer of floating soil on it. He hadn't touched these books that were classified as Xuanzhi Immortal Dao for a long time, and at this moment, he just suddenly thought of a possibility, so he came to find them overnight. Following the memory,Chiba turned directly to the last chapter.,The name of this chapter is "Identification.,The so-called identification is a skill to identify the authenticity of all the items in the world.,But this unique book of identification is different.,It learns from people rather than dead things.。

"Is a person true or false?" Chiba muttered to himself: "The ease of people, the ease of tolerance, the ease of identification, the change of breaking people, and the trick...... Even if there really is such a great green sac medical skill, I don't believe that this fake can become real, not to mention that this is just a sudden thought of me, maybe she is not at all. ”

Chiba slowly closed the book, stared at the void with a calm face for a long time, and then put the book back in its place, extinguished the lamps on the stone wall one by one, and walked out of the narrow entrance.

Before going out, he took a pen and paper on the only desk in the study room, and then stood at the door of Mo Chaoyun's sleeping room again. Her breathing was steady and regular, as if she had fallen asleep. Chiba stared at her for a moment, then walked over to her.

She had fallen asleep completely, that was certain. He knew that Aunt Yun would never ignore it when she saw that her face was injured, so he first added something to the remaining bowl of porridge, and then drank the bowl of porridge in Aunt Yun's hand, and the layout was completed.

Chiba didn't sit on the edge of the bed, but looked down at her, and finally reached out and pinched Mo Chaoyun's chin, moving left and right to take a closer look, "There are indeed seven or eight points of similarity." ”

Then he stepped back, moved the oil lamp on the table to her bedside, pulled a chair closer, and finally spread out the paper and began to paint a portrait of Mo Chaoyun. Chiba's painting is very good, meticulous, and even the tiny moles on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are not missing. After finishing the painting, he compared the painting with the Mo Chaoyun in front of him, which was indeed the same, and then carefully rolled the painting and put it in his sleeve.

When he painted the micromole, he was a little absent-minded. Perhaps he had known how to be sure that it was best, and that kind of certainty would make it easier to get a positive and realistic result than the current portrait. He looked down at Mo Chaoyun who was in a coma. Indeed, it would probably be a bit troublesome for her to do this when she was awake, so he would drugged the porridge in advance. But in fact, even if she was awake, she was powerless to stop what he wanted to do. It was as if it was easy to be sure, but he was doubly prepared. Of course, he never does things that don't make sense, and he naturally doesn't do these superfluous things because of boredom.

He never wanted to touch the bed in front of him again, but he lifted the quilt on Mo Chaoyun's body without any scruples, and then reached out without hesitation to untie the belt of her blouse. His fingers were slender and nimble, and the seemingly complicated straps were nothing more than a matter of three or two strokes to him, and she only wore a close-fitting belly pocket under her middle coat, the original pink color was already dirty and heavy because of the blood. Helping her take off her middle clothes, Chiba held her thin waist, and wanted to help her turn over, but suddenly stopped.

His eyes drooped slightly, but in an instant, he changed his mind, and at the same time stretched out his hands, hooked Mo Chaoyun's neck and thin waist, and hugged the obedient and powerless her into his arms, with the cover of her body, the hand that originally held her waist grabbed a thin needle that slipped out of the sleeve in the flexible flip, the needle was slender and white, and he poured his strength into it, ready to go, but the person on the roof slowly disappeared.

Gone? Qianye hugged Mo Chaoyun and sat quietly for a while, before collecting the needle and then picking up the oil lamp at the bedside to shine on Mo Chaoyun's back. Her skin was originally quite fair, and with the only pink band on her back, it should be bewildering. It's just that Na Mei's back is at the moment because of the criss-crossing wounds on it, which makes people reluctant to take a closer look and lose their appetite.

Chiba looked carefully. His fingers ran over the wounds one by one, not caring if she was in pain or not. Anyway, he was unconscious at the moment, and he used a little force to prop up the dense part of the wound, as if he was trying to find something. It took a long time for him to finally bring up a smile on the corner of his lips.

The goal was achieved, but he didn't let go of Mo Chaoyun quickly, holding the oil lamp down, he looked at the side waist that had just been taken by a glance, where there was an old scar. It should have been a long time, but the scars that have been pondered by the years still look a little hideous, which shows how dangerous this injury was at the beginning.

Chiba stretched out his finger and touched it carefully, before muttering: "The murder weapon is quadrangular, thick and blunt, and the piercing is very close to the position, and the force is violent. With such a close position and such a huge weapon, if it weren't for someone to be trusted, I'm afraid I wouldn't have gotten to such an easy position. Be...... Companions? ”

Thinking of this, a faint mocking look flashed in his eyes. He let go of his hand without pity, Mo Chaoyun fell directly back to the bed, the wound on his shoulder slowly cracked open because of such an abrupt movement, and the subtle blood oozed out again, gradually converging and slowly dripping on the mattress under him.

The color of the mattress is also snow-white, and the blood dripping on it at the moment is much like the gorgeous plum blossoms falling in the vast silver white in winter, but such a beautiful contrasting color makes Chiba frown slowly. He reached out and ripped off the strap of his snow-white coat, took it off and wiped his hands with it, and finally ruthlessly threw the white coat on the ground.