Song Jin regretted provoking him a little.

She didn't know how much he remembered, and she didn't know which parts he remembered, but just looking at the technique, it didn't look like the first time, there was no youth, it was full of the skill of an old driver, Song Jin quickly couldn't parry, and his whole body was soft into a puddle of mud.

When she woke up again, she was already in the hotel, and she was so sore that she couldn't sleep again if she wanted to.

The window was covered by curtains, Song Jin's eyes were sour, and he didn't know how much it was now, let alone how long it had been, but undoubtedly, the feeling of almost dying had hit him again and again, even if it was over now, Song Jin still felt that his body couldn't stop trembling.

It seems to have been turned over and over hundreds of times by dozens of people.

“......”

, brute.

Lao Tzu will be plowed and destroyed.

Song Jin was a little angry, turned his head to look at the mature young man who was sleeping next to him with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but slap him in the face when he raised his hand, but it really didn't have any strength, and the soft one was no different from tickling, but the young man's alertness was very high, and he was like this, he suddenly felt something, and his brows wrinkled slightly.

Song Jin saw that he seemed to be about to wake up, so he secretly went to the groove, hurriedly smoothed his hair, and saw that the person's brows were comfortably relieved, and then he put his heart back in place.

I don't know when the boy will wake up, time waits for no one, Song Jin didn't think much about it, so he summoned the curved sickle, and with a wave of his hand, he saw that the pitch-black and terrifying curved sickle passed through the young man's body neatly, and then the soul floated out of his body.

Like hypnosis, Song Jin wants to hook people's souls, and the souls of people who are dying are the easiest to hook out, and they don't even need to think about it.

And the most difficult to be hooked out is similar to Gu Zeyan, who has a strong heart in his own right, as if he has no weakness, and even has an impeccable mentality, this kind of person is not only strong in physique, but also strong in soul, she has no chance to start if she wants to.

But Gu Zeyan in his sleep was even more unguarded than he was when he was awake.

Especially when he had done intense exercise before, which consumed his physical strength, it was the time of "weakness" compared to usual, Song Jin was waiting for now, except for this time, she really couldn't imagine that there was any better time to hook out his soul.

She really thought about it, so she just found someone to knock Gu Zeyan half to death.

At that time, this person will lie down on the hospital bed, and she can hook the unconscious soul as much as she wants, but she is afraid that she will not be able to grasp that degree, if she knocks the fellow to death, and goes to the next world or returns to reality, if he remembers this, with his grudgeful personality, he must not kill her?

It's not a good deal to think about.

again

There is another reason why Song Jin chose this time......

She glanced up at the almost transparent soul, and soon found what she was looking for in the soul's brain, which had a grayish hue, almost the same hue as the soul, and it was difficult to find without careful inspection.

But Song Jin had studied her soul before and knew that the system would generally reside somewhere in the soul, so she didn't spend much effort to find the S-level system that was bound to Gu Zeyan.

That's right.

The reason why Song Jin did this was for Gu Zeyan's S-level system.

Sure enough, at this kind of ** time, even the S-level system can only obediently enter the small black room, unable to do anything, and unable to perceive the outside world.

Song Jin was originally worried that the S-level system would come out to be a demon, after all, the system is also connected to the soul, if the S-level system finds out that she wants to seduce Gu Zeyan's soul, it may make emergency measures, or even destroy the world, to stop her, in order to preserve Gu Zeyan's soul.

Because in the eyes of the system, the soul is equivalent to the final life, and once the soul is extinguished, the person has no way to be reborn, and it must not fall into the hands of others.

But she really didn't mean to hurt her fellow countrymen.

She held the sickle in her hand, like a doctor in the operating room holding a scalpel ready to operate, and with two or three quick strokes, she cut off the thin layer of grayish matrix, thought about it, and threw the S-class system that was still in the small black room into the Buddha beads, and cut off its connection with those personnel in the real world and the system headquarters.

Song Jin didn't know if she could cut off contact, but fortunately, with the example of her brother Tong, if the system is compared to a mobile phone, and Song Jin's behavior undoubtedly disconnects the system's network, without the network, the message will naturally not be sent.

She hadn't forgotten her identity as a prisoner, and she also knew that when the S-class system came to this world, in addition to protecting Gu Zeyan, she might also be ordered to kill her, a disobedient prisoner, by any means necessary.

Naturally, she wouldn't give it a chance.

After she pulled out the S-class system, she stuffed Gu Zeyan's soul back, and then remembered that she was forced to cry and beg for mercy in this bed in the car before, and she said all the shameful words...... I couldn't help but slap him again.

The sound of this slap, the snap, although there was still not much strength, but it just woke the boy from his sleep, he trembled his eyelashes slightly, and the dark and dark deep eyes he raised were extremely clear, and he didn't look like a person who had just woken up.

Song Jin was looked at by him, his heart was weak, and he retracted his fingers, "You have mosquitoes on your face!" I'm helping you fight it! ”

Seeing that the young man was still looking at her expressionlessly and not speaking, Song Jin's heart swelled with a burst of danger, and suddenly thought that the man in the morning couldn't be provoked, so he blinked, tried his best to look sincere, and hurriedly said,

"That's... You go back to sleep," she turned, her head shrunk under the covers, and she stared at him with a pair of eyes flattering, "I'm going to sleep too, I'm so sleepy... Ahh

"I can't sleep when I wake up," the boy said faintly, and the fingers under the quilt fell on her waist, "You help me?" ”

Song Jin leaned back nervously, ignoring the hand he put on him as much as possible, "How, how can I help?" Why don't I sing you a lullaby? It's not me blowing with you, I'm singing so well, Youyou... Especially the lullaby! ”

The man hooked his lips, his fingertips unhurriedly brushed over her skin, rubbed gently, and whispered meaningfully, "I think the song you sang yesterday is quite good."

Eh, yesterday?

No... How could she have sung yesterday... The only one, the whole time is humming and chirping......

it!

Song Jin seemed to react suddenly, and looked at him with wide eyes, "It's not... I think ......"

The man didn't give her a chance to speak, his thin lips rubbed over and bit her thin earlobe, and his burning breath sprayed on the tip of her ear, "It's so good, so I want to listen to it again now, and I'll sing it later." ”

Song Jin: "No, I think there is some misunderstanding"

“......”

"Wait... I don't want to woo."

Bang, let your hands be cheap, let your hands be cheap!!