"Where the hell are you going to take me?" Beiling hid in his arms and asked angrily.

"Demon Palace."

"Demon Palace? Are you from the Demon Realm? ”

"Well, I'll take you to see my world." Demon Qianzhu smiled at Beiling, extremely evil.

"Don't go. Put me down. "Beiling lost her temper.

Hearing this answer, Demon Qianzhu knew that it was this answer, and there was still a feeling of loss in his heart. Isn't that expected? The next second, he raised a wicked smile again: "Haven't you always wanted to know about me, haven't you always wanted to know me, why don't you want to go?" ”

"I ......" Beiling was silent.

Why? Why do you want to know him, but now you don't dare? Are you afraid, are you worried? He is so powerful, but he is comparable to an ant. Oh, it turns out that Mu Beiling yourself has times when you have low self-esteem.

"It's not time yet, one day I'll go, I'll go by myself!" Bei Ling said firmly, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Okay, trust you." Demon Qianzhu flew down from the sky and landed in the courtyard of Beiling in the Dusk Palace, his hand on her a little, untying her, "Come on, give me a little more time, I will deal with those old men, and then take you to be my queen." ”

"Not really." Beiling refused and waved his hand at him, "Trust you for the last time, don't let me down." "I can't be cruel to him.

Who said so In this world, there is always such a person, she can break your principles, change your habits, and become your exception.

Demon Qianzhu is her exception.

Demon Qianzhu, what should I do with you? Beiling sighed, turned around and wanted to go back to the house, but was quickly hugged by Demon Qianzhu.

Demon Qianzhu put her head on Bei Ling's head, wrapped her hands around her, and exhaled Rulan whispered in her ear: "Ling'er, remember, you should be hugged tightly, and I will top it when there is wind." ”

"Good night."

After speaking, a gust of wind blew, and the demon Qianzhu

Fact, what a beautiful word.

You should be held tight, and I will take it when the wind blows.

Can I trust you? Demon Thousand Bamboo ......

Beiling looked at the sky with blurred eyes, so sour......

I don't know what happened to the princess and the prince at that lotus seventh festival, anyway, there was a low pressure in the Dusk Palace's mansion during this period of time. There was a pre-storm calm in all of them, as if something was brewing. So much so that the servants of the palace, large and small, were cautious and cautious in their work, fearing that if they did something wrong, they would be beaten violently.

Of course, Beiling doesn't care about this, she has always been indifferent to this, after all, it has nothing to do with her......

XXI century, United States.

On the soft Simmons, thousands of bewitching bodies writhed under the brocade quilt, and the woman opened her eyes reluctantly. The morning sun shone obliquely through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, hitting the soft Simmons.

The woman stretched out her jade arm, spread her five fingers to block the slightly dazzling sunlight, and muttered in a daze: "Huh? It's morning so soon? Hmmm......"

Oh, too, after all, it was already early in the morning when I came back.

The woman closed her eyes and recalled her trip last night. Operation 1 connected three assassination missions, and the time was all at midnight, and the locations were still very far apart, well, so after completing all the tasks and then going to take a shower, it was already three or four o'clock in the morning. Well, yes, it's the height of summer, and the sun comes out relatively early.

But, I'm so sleepy.

The woman's hand darkened the remote control somewhere, and the curtain that was originally open closed automatically.

Inside, it was dark again.

Well, I can finally go back to sleep......

……

U.S. time: 3:40 p.m.

I don't know when the dim room has been illuminated by crystal lights.

The woman opened her eyes and glanced at the alarm clock at the bedside in a daze: "Oh, it's more than three o'clock in the afternoon, it's time to get up again." The woman muttered and lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The bewitching body was only wearing a pair of milky white silk suspender pajamas, because she had just gotten up, and the pajamas were a little out of shape by her. A strap slid to the shoulder, revealing a large patch of fair and smooth skin, just the right color of spring. She is 1.70 meters tall, with a slender figure, and her burgundy curly hair draped over her shoulders, covering a lot of spring light on her back. With a deep tiredness on her face, she yawned lazily, and after she went to the table and poured herself a glass of water, she was a little sober.

Well, it's nightlife again, it's really busy.

Five p.m., Times Square, New York.

A black Lamborghini casually parked in front of a café called "Intheafternoon". The door slowly opened, and a woman in a black chiffon low-cut skirt with a pair of black sunglasses and five-centimeter high heels got out of the car.

She casually glanced at the ill-intentioned men around her who had been staring at her, a sneer curled into her lips, and she stepped into the "intheafternoon" in her high heels.

As soon as she entered the coffee shop, her eyes searched the store like an eagle for a familiar figure. It's already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and many people are taking a break here after work to have a cup of coffee to get rid of the fatigue after a long day at work. So, in other words, there are quite a lot of people in cafes right now.

After making her rounds, she fixed her eyes on a spot by the window not far away, hooked her lips, and walked towards that position without saying a word.

"What are the facts looking for me, so urgent?" Standing in front of the man, the woman straightened her fluffy wavy curls and sat down across from him.

As soon as she sat down, a man dressed as a waiter came up and asked amicably with a standard smile, "Excuseme, whatwouldyoulike?" ”

“acupoflatteandapieceoftiramisu，thanks。” After reporting what she needed, she closed the menu and nodded politely to the waiter.

“ok，pleasewaitamoment。” The waitress memorized what she needed, replied formulaically, nodded at them, and left.

The man opposite smiled lightly and took a sip of freshly ground coffee: "After so many years, your habit of eating sweets hasn't changed much, Ling'er." ”

Beiling smiled: "Aren't you here to discuss my habits with me, Shadow Wind?" ”

"Would you believe me if I said I just wanted to treat you to afternoon tea?" Shadow Wind has a photo smile that has not changed for thousands of years on the corner of her mouth.

"You don't come!" Beiling glanced at him, "Say, what's the matter." ”