"If you have any questions, you can also tell me, although we are not familiar with them yet. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Bing Qingcheng wants to leave here, "But do you have anyone you want to kill, I can help you kill him." ”

Jiu Yeyou beckoned to her, Bing Qingcheng leaned in, pressed against her ear, and moved intimately like a lover's whisper, but the words he said made people faintly chill.

"Of course I have someone I want to kill, I can't kill him, and neither can you."

"Oh." Bing Qingcheng didn't speak, and bit the other party's shoulder.

She didn't bite hard, and through the soft clothes, the slight friction between her teeth and skin was more like a frivolous suggestion. The other party hugged her stiffly, or put his hand on her back.

Why? She felt like a wolf or a lion or something that looked like a trembling beast, a little white rabbit or a little sheep shivering. It's not the feeling of "eating" in the form. Instead, he was really trembling, as if it was his throat that had been bitten, and a light touch would have lost his precious life.

"You don't have to be so nervous." Bing Qingcheng lost interest and let go of him, "It's just that the smell of your body reminds me of a person, but you're not qualified enough." ”

She felt a little headache, and the figure of the blonde girl in the white dress reappeared in front of her eyes, not the substitute she was now. It was the deity, and she saw herself, standing behind the maiden reading the novel, who was sitting on a swing in the garden, her skirt fluttering.

The sun shone on the girl's golden hair, which warmed her snow-white skin, and she exuded a good smell. A precious smell in the castle, Ice Green Orange knows that the taste is freedom and happiness, and it is a clean smell that no perfumer can imitate.

But he still betrayed her, if there are countless parallel worlds in the universe, and every choice she chooses creates infinite parallel worlds, then this line is the world called the world of betrayal and abandonment.

"Please tell the head of the house." "I thank him for his hospitality, but I'm not happy with it. I will work harder to expect to be personally entertained and rewarded by the head of my family. That's it. ”

She looked at his face, which should be expressionless. After being silent for a while, Jiuye Yu replied, "I understand, and I will tell the master of the family truthfully." Do you want anything else? ”

"Do you have any bullets? Please lend me some. Bing Qingcheng handed him his pistol.

"It's also part of my job to provide ammunition to my family members, so you don't have to pay it back." Jiu Yeyou glanced at the pistol, opened a cabinet and took out a few boxes of ammunition.

"Thank you so much, goodbye." Bing Qingcheng took the bullet and left the castle.

After Bing Qingcheng left the garden, the girl in the white dress silently watched her back. The pages of the book that Bing Qingcheng placed in front of the grave were ruffled by the wind, and the sound of the rattling gave the illusion that the paper would be torn apart in the next second.

Elena stood for a while, went over and picked up the book, smoothed the pages one by one, pressed them to her chest, the night wind ruffled her hair, puffed up her skirt, she was like an ethereal and ethereal elf, as if in the next second, her emaciated body would be blown by the wind and leave this place.

"Sister, you are still remembered." Elena spoke softly, her voice pleasant, soft like the whisper of a nightingale.

The big boy stood in the darkness of the night, the wind swept the dry leaves like butterflies and blew on him, looking quite pitiful, like a lonely puppy. Bing Qingcheng thought so.

"You're back, Minglang." Bing Qingcheng said, she felt that she shouldn't get too close, and Minglang's crumpled handsome face seemed to be too big in front of her.

The scorching smell of wine rushed from Bing Qingcheng's mouth to Minglang's face, making his already sad expression even more depressed. This kind of liquor taste is very familiar to him, and it is very common "burning knife" a cheap high liquor. It tasted like swallowing burning chili peppers, and he couldn't imagine a woman swallowing something that wasn't palatable.

"What about the woman?" Bing Qingcheng put his hand on his shoulder and said a little upside down, "Have you figured out what that kid's name is?" Would you like to take a sip? She said as she took a sip from the mouth of the bottle in her other hand, down to her clear lips.

The unknown woman was no longer to be found, and the bones buried were probably too shallow, probably picked up and dragged away by the beast. Ming Lang originally wanted to say that.

It's like he almost came back too late just now, ran into the city gate of Xiao Qianlin, and saw a girl with a big sword on his back waiting for him silently on the street, he was still a little happy in his heart.

"Why do you drink?" Minglang helped Bing Qingcheng, but the other party immediately reflexively pushed him away.

"Can't that woman be found?" Bing Qingcheng shook back a few steps and leaned against the wall, "Be happy, Xiao Mingming." You must know that all of us are destined to die, and no one can escape the fate of death, even if it is famous in history, it is useless to leave an immortal monument. People of our time, who will remember the glory of the Age of Magic, those famous great magicians? Dharma Saint? Dharma God? Apparently they died and couldn't even find the bones. ”

As if it made sense, Minglang stepped forward, wondering if the hospital would let drunks in, and stretched out his hand to Bing Qingcheng, who was about to slide to the ground, "Aren't you happy?" Ice Orange, shall we go back? Your sister is alone in the hospital now, we should go back and see her soon." ”

With a slap of "snap", Bing Qingcheng opened her bright hand, "I don't want to mention her, that guy named Windsor......" her voice lowered, "...... Although she is my sister. ”

Minglang wrapped the clothes on his body a little tighter, and then sat down not far from the ice orange. He hadn't known her for long, but Minglang didn't think she was a bad person. Although he has long known her name as a killer, a lonely snake, a swaggering red coat, a heavy two-handed sword, a true face that is always covered with sunglasses, a clean and neat work attitude, good at mending knives, never letting go of a target, and the fee is not high, although it has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for a few years.

"I'm not happy."

"Hmm." Minglang nodded, he knew that in this case, the other party only needed to have a quiet and reliable person to talk to, he just needed to say "uh-huh-ahhh

"I went to see my old friend today, but I didn't want to see him at all, but I went to see him anyway." Bing Qingcheng said as he pressed his sunglasses.

"Ahh

"As a result, I met a lot of people I knew before, and I really didn't want to see them." Ice Orange throws away the bottle,