Chapter Ninety-Three: The Experiment Fails
In a dilapidated science experiment laboratory, two men in white coats, one old and one young, walked out of one of the laboratories. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info had a disappointed look on his face. Another young man guarding the door hurried forward, "Professor, how's it going?" ”
"Hey, the experiment failed, he's dead!" It was the young man who spoke, and he helped the professor out, with a very solemn look on his face.
"How so, doesn't it say that there is an 80% chance of success?" The young man in his early twenties, handsome and well-dressed, knew at first glance that he was the child of a rich family.
"Let's not talk about this for now, let's help the professor go back to rest first." The young man in the white coat spoke, and the other teenager noticed that the old professor's face was terribly pale.
At this moment, the old professor, who had not spoken, suddenly had a heart attack, clutching his chest, unable to speak in pain, perhaps unable to stand the blow of defeat, and fainted to death on the young man.
"Professor, Professor, how are you...... What should I do, brother? The young man asked the young man in the white coat.
"Help the professor back to first aid first, ...... quickly," the young man said, picked up the old professor who had fainted and ran in the direction of the lounge.
And they all forgot that there was a 'dead' person in the lab.
Yun Ling looked inexplicably at the few people in a hurry in front of him, both old and young, as well as this tightly knit place that seemed to be a secret base. The sudden change of scene made her not very adaptable.
Hey? What is this place, the laboratory?
All the people around him were gone, only the unknown person who was still on the operating table remained, Yun Ling was a little curious, and walked in. Quietly lifted the white cloth.
There were no horrible corpses in it, no indescribable flesh and blood, just a pale, lifeless man in black.
This face should be the person next to 'me', I remember that when 'I' was a little girl before, this guy appeared, and it should be the black dragon. But...... What is the situation now, it is impossible for the black dragon to die.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yun Ling's mind, and it seemed that he ...... Something came to mind.
Last time, when I dreamed, it didn't seem that the black dragon appeared, and there should be someone who was bent on death. In the end, the White Lotus appeared, so, where did the black dragon go?
Could it be that right now, the black dragon was killed? And what about 'yourself'?
After seeing the arrogant and willful appearance when he was a child, Yun Ling felt that he was probably willful again, either the black dragon was killed, or the black dragon was abandoned by 'himself' to some extent, such as a temporary laissez-faire or something. In this case, it feels like it's both. Otherwise...... It is impossible for that group of people not to have a little nervousness about the revenge of 'themselves'.
Then the picture turned again, making Yun Ling a little blindfolded, and his eyes turned into beanie eyes.
Qinghe Bend, the most elegant and quiet mountain area in City A, was bought in the early years, and a super-large luxury villa was built on the top of the mountain, with a white wooden fence, a maroon roof, and a green lawn, with a unique and elegant design.
Romantic and solemn three-storey western-style building looks dazzling and dazzling in the sun, there is a swimming pool of several thousand square meters next to the villa, everything at the bottom of the pool can be seen in the blue clear water, and the cobblestone paths lead to the quiet mountain forest to play places.
During the day, you can lie at home and listen to the sounds of nature quietly, which is the most beautiful and harmonious symphony, which makes people never get tired of listening to it, whether it is the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, or the bustling city scene can be exhibited in front of the villa.
Seriously, it's really a blessing to be able to live in such an environment! Yun Ling thought silently, completely ignoring that whether it was the temple or the demon palace, or the palace of the Eastern Cloud Kingdom, there was a far more luxurious construction than this, of course, from some convenient tips, maybe this villa was really better. No matter what, anyway, Yun Ling just thinks this place is very good now, better than the Demon Palace Sanctuary Palace or something.
It can be seen that even if he has no memories of his previous life, even if he changes to a loving environment, Yun Ling is still so willful.
"Daddy, Mommy, are you going to call back to your sister and ask her to take Brother Tian home for dinner, today is Saturday."
Aijiao's voice sounded in the hall on the first floor, the spacious hall was warmly and comfortably furnished, with a mahogany table in the center, and three people sitting around the big red sofa.
The middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper raised his head and glanced at his daughter when he heard the sound, he was still in good spirits in his fifties, full of spring breeze, only when he laughed, there were a few fine fish scales in the corners of his eyes, and under the thick eyebrows were a pair of bright eyes, dark and bottomless, and his gestures were neat and crisp, and he couldn't find a little dullness and sluggishness from his body.
"The girl forgot to go home again, so she called the driver to pick her up!" The middle-aged man with a stern face dropped a sentence and continued to read the urban newspaper in his hand.
The woman was wearing a blue dress, stood up, picked up her coat and shouted while wearing it: "I'll pick it up, I haven't seen Brother Tian for a long time, and I miss him a lot." As he spoke, there was a hint of shyness on his face.
Yun Ling looked at the woman in Tsing Yi and didn't know why she had a sad feeling, so strange. Myself...... I should have seen her, could it be that I had seen her in a previous dream?
Ay! I pulled my hair in annoyance, really, I can't remember any dreams, it's so sad.
The middle-aged woman in her forties is graceful and luxurious, wearing a light blue lady's dress that looks even more extravagant, her snow-white skin is bright and moving, her slightly blessed face is slightly powdered, and her gorgeous demeanor is not reduced back then.
"Go ahead, be careful on the road, your sister knows every day to tinker with her inexplicable career, fortunately there is Xiaotian to help her, otherwise she will definitely suffer!" said complaining words, but the middle-aged woman couldn't find the slightest hint of blame on her face.
"Got it, goodbye Daddy, goodbye Mommy!" The woman in Tsing Yi happily greeted her parents and then turned away, wearing a cropped skirt with just the right cut to show her perfect figure, with an indescribable restrained demeanor between gestures, elegant and impeccable.
But the moment she turned around, Yun Ling clearly felt that she was absent-minded. Why? Could it be that the sister in the mouth of the woman in Tsing Yi, and the brother of the sky, what is the problem between the three of them?
Please ignore why Yun Ling first thought of such a strange relationship problem, not between sisters and parents.
"Remember to drive slower! You don't have everything at home, you don't have to buy it, and there's ......."
Listening to his old wife's wordy words, the middle-aged man raised his head again and looked at the person in front of him, his old face was full of happy smiles, and accompanied her to wait for the children to come home.