ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

On one side of the house is separated from the mansion by a wide waterway, and on the other side is a long green forest.

Protected by water and forest, this house is also extremely quiet.

When the purple pupil walked into the courtyard gate, the two maids immediately greeted her and saluted her.

"Young lady."

"Prepare hot water for me to wash, and you can get down." Purple Pupil ordered lightly.

"Yes!"

The two of them agreed, turned around to help her prepare, and Zitong yawned and stretched his waist into the main building.

There are no guards and secret guards in the courtyard, firstly, Beichen doesn't like to be disturbed, and secondly, now Zitong also lives here, with his temperament, he naturally doesn't want any other men to exist here, and thirdly, because there is no need for that.

Beichen's strength was on par with Bei Shuihan, the head of the Bei family, before, and the strength of those secret guards was already worse than him, in his opinion, this kind of protection was completely meaningless.

Purple Pupil entered the hall, leaned lazily on the soft couch, grabbed a peeled kernel from a small plate and threw one into his mouth, and then leaned on the small pillow on the couch and closed his eyes.

Prop your arms on the table and lean your head up.

In a moment, two maids brought hot water and other things, and seeing that she seemed to be asleep, the two hesitated, and one of them spoke softly.

"Young lady...... If you are sleepy, go upstairs and sleep, here, you are afraid of catching a cold. ”

The young master of his own family is so painful that this little lady hurts, if he really suffers from the cold and something happens, they can't afford it.

"Go ahead, I'll just lie down, and Beichen will be back in a while."

"Yes!"

When she said this, the maid did not dare to say anything more, but put down her things, stepped forward cautiously, took the blanket and put it over her, and went out again, carefully closing the door of the hall to protect her from the wind.

Then, the two of them left and went to their rooms in the backyard to rest.

After the two maids left, a figure also silently appeared from behind a stone pillar in the corridor, and the figure flashed twice, and had landed on the side of the hall door, listening to the movement in the hall, he carefully poked out his face, and looked into the hall through the screen window on the side of the hall.

In the hall, the candlelight flickered, and the purple pupils were lying on the brocade couch sideways, their eyelashes lowered, as if they were sleeping.

A cold color flashed in the man's eyes exposed outside the face towel, and with a dip of his right hand, he had already taken out a slender ink-colored tube.

Under the light of the corridor, his right hand turned out to be a deep purple, looking like a purple lazuli, shimmering like metal.

The man silently drilled the inky tube out of the window screen, and when he blew it lightly, a faint dust was blown out of the tube and spread into the room.

On the brocade couch, the purple pupil seemed to be completely unaware and was still asleep.

The man in black withdrew the small tube and waited outside the house for a while, then gently tapped the window with his fingers, observing the movement of the purple pupils.

The purple pupils didn't move, as if they didn't notice it.

The man smiled lowly, stepped forward, raised his right hand and gave a gentle push, and the door opened.

The light reflected his figure, medium build, wearing a black neck suit, the word "kill" in the purple pentagram on his chest was dyed like blood, and the five fingers of his right hand were contracted into claws, which looked like they were made of metal.

This person is none other than the Purple Star Killer who the Venus Killer confessed to before—Soulless.