Montana, a border town, is closer to Canada (border) than to Linzhen.

However, because of the discovery of hot springs, someone invested in the construction of a very good hotel, but due to various problems, it was not developed, and finally it was abandoned.

Even the whole town, which was just a little bit of a sign of prosperity, slipped straight down and lost its popularity, and young people kept fleeing and going to the big city.

Recently, I don't know when it began, it seems that I have been isolated from the world, and no one cares about the problems here.

On this day, there was a silver-gray van, braving the wind and snow at night, driving on the winding mountain road, heading straight for the hot spring hotel that had been abandoned for many years.

The person who drove the car was none other than the bewitching beauty, Rosie the hat.

“……”

Hat Rosie, without the dizzy appearance of drinking before, drove the car, humming a little song, enjoying herself.

“…… Why, don't you like this song? But just like the name of the song, h! ”

But suddenly a little nervous, in the rearview mirror, viciously raised the middle finger to himself.

“…… Bah! When Lao Tzu is so rare, how rare is your Bichi's body? Lao Tzu can't wait to see your Bichi master, Lao Tzu is still afraid of her! ”

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Rosie the hat said, giving herself two more little mouths.

"Oh, it's just a little cold, and my face is pale and ruddy."

This thing is like a psychopath, not only talking to himself, but also arguing with himself in a one-man show, pumping his own mouth, and not pretentious at all, if someone else is there, in the middle of the night, it can be scared to pee.

In a short time, the van was halfway up the hill and stopped in the square in front of the gate of the abandoned hotel.

Rosie patted her rosy face, stopped the car and turned off the engine, picked up a bag full of metal thermos flasks from the passenger seat, got out of the car, and stepped into the thick snow until her knees.

Still wearing a single coat and a signature hat, but he didn't care about the biting wind and snow, just squeezed his eyebrows a few times, became serious, and with deep piety and awe, walked on foot, step by step to the hotel.

After only a few steps, he passed through an invisible barrier, causing ripples, and the whole person disappeared directly.

Hat Rosie's slender figure like a supermodel reappeared, but she stumbled slightly, and the scene in front of her changed.

It's still the same hotel, but it's not in the wind and snow, but it's warm like spring, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

It is no longer deserted and dilapidated, but neat and clean, with a new look, and people come and go, guests, and staff, all of whom are full of smiles, making this place full of laughter.

What the hell......

Hat Rosie, who shouted in her heart, but her expression remained unchanged, still with a look of piety and awe, without squinting, and walked directly into the hotel.

And the people around her also seemed to turn a blind eye to Rosie the hat, and the doorman ignored her, letting her open the door by herself, and no one asked her what she was doing.

Hat Rosie didn't need to ask others, she was familiar with the road and got on the elevator by herself.

On the top floor, the manager's office, is a luxuriously decorated Victorian style room.

"Master."

Rosie the hat fell to one knee respectfully and saluted the petite figure lying on the side of the gorgeous red velvet sofa.

"You're here, why are you alone?"

The petite figure in a gorgeous black dress sat up, his voice sweet, but revealing an indescribable old age.

It was Selene who had been to the Hellfire Club before and started if he didn't agree with him.

Hat Rosie paused slightly.

Because in the room, there was not only Selene, but also a tall and thin man in a black trench coat, a stranger he had never seen before.

The tall and thin man is a middle-aged white man, with a black oily head and a big back, a high nose bridge, high cheekbones, deep eye sockets, and a faint healthy wheat skin ...... It's not like a bad guy.

It's as if he chose the wrong role, not like Selene who looks evil when he looks at it, this person looks a little kind?

"Wattle is not an outsider, just say it."

You don't look like a bad guy in this name, you are called Wattle in the dark, is my brother really not on the wrong set?

"Selene, your soul puppet is really a masterpiece of almost perfection, how about giving me one to play with, that's all?" Waterl's voice has a unique hoarseness, cynicism and frivolity, as well as pure cruelty.

That's right, it turns out that it's bad on this mouth, and it's a lot like a supervillain.

"Boring." Selene glared at Wattle coldly, this person is bad at this mouth, knowing that this soul puppet has a trace of her soul, and she is still open-mouthed and disrespectful.

Alas, either you won't choose this thing as an ally, so you haven't been killed, how powerful it is, needless to say.

"Say it quickly."

"Daddy Crow, they have found another target worth harvesting, but this time the harvest is quite rich, so I will split up with them and give it to the master to enjoy first."

Rosie Hat said, subconsciously glancing at the bag full of metal thermos beside her, revealing a hint of greed.

"Well, it's good, let's take it, it's good." Selene glanced at it and said lightly.

"Yes, master." Rosie the hat quickly withdrew her gaze, stood up with her head bowed, respectfully carried the basket, and walked over to Selene and handed it to Selene.

"Don't worry, if I am satisfied, I will not treat you badly."

"Thank you, host."

Rosie the hat was overjoyed and fell to one knee again.

"Boring game." Wattle began to speak coldly again.

Hat Rosie couldn't help but give Wattle a blank look, is this guy's ability super nasty?

This made Voter smile wickedly, and paced over to Rosie the Hat, looking down at her from above.

Selene turned a blind eye, just like a man who had been hungry for three days and saw a juicy steak, stared at the metal thermos and eagerly took out one.

Wattle also withdrew his hand to pinch Rosie's chin, seemingly curious about Selene's behavior.

呲~!

Selene opened the lid of the metal thermos flask, and with a twist of the bottom, a puff of dust blew out, and another mechanism opened inside, followed by puffs of smoke that resembled the death of Rosie the hat Rosie, only thicker, billowing out.

Suck~!

Selene first looked closely, followed by Walter's curious eyes, and Rosie the hat couldn't stop her strong desire, almost trembling and restraining herself, and couldn't wait to take a sharp breath.

All the smoke was inhaled, and Selene's expression, as if he had tasted the most delicious taste in the world, gradually became intoxicated, and his cheeks, and even his pale skin, began to redden......

But suddenly!!

Selene's eyes widened and his hands clutched his throat!

Ahem, ahem!