Youying looked at the woman calmly, her dark eyes were dark and deep, and the pistol was still aimed in the direction of the woman, right on her forehead. Her tone was indifferent and detached, and she asked, "Who are you?" ”

The woman didn't feel the slightest nervousness, and slowly walked a few steps in the direction of Youying, her burgundy dress matched the whole room, elegant and classical, and her eyes were slightly hollow, like a puppet.

"Don't you want to know your past?" The corners of the woman's mouth hooked a shallow arc, tilted her head slightly, and still repeated the sentence, "Don't you want to know your past?" She approached.

"Bang-"

A burst of gunfire rang out throughout the room, filling the room with white smoke, and the silver bullet missed the woman's head and hit the wall behind her, sinking deep into it.

With an expressionless face, Yu Ying put the pistol in the right position again, and asked for the third time in a cold voice, "Who are you?" ”

Her eyes were dead and silent, without the slightest wave, without any emotion, and her cold expression matched the delicate and delicate face, which was extremely inconsistent. The face of a doll, the soul of a demon, this is the darkness that the ghost has never shown.

The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth did not change, and she asked again, "Don't you want to know your past?" Gloomy, pray for the moon. ”

When she heard the words "pray for the moon", Youying's pupils shrank, her heart beat violently, her mind became pitch black and blank, and her breathing stagnated. Everything around her seemed to disappear, leaving her alone on the cliff with an abyss in front of her.

Pray for the moon.

What is it?

My name?

It feels so familiar.

In the moment of the ghostly flash, the woman moved.

The woman dodged in front of Youying, raised her hand and grabbed her neck, and pinched her against the wall fiercely. And just when Youying wanted to lift the gun, the woman grabbed her wrist with her other hand, and the pistol fell to the ground.

The whole process is only half a minute, and the speed and strength are amazing.

Youying's face was pale, and she couldn't struggle at all.

"Don't be too nervous, hehe," the woman smiled with a friendly smile on her lips, "I won't kill you, but if you want to know your past, you can look for it yourself, you players' information is still in the game area." ”

"Why are you telling me this?" Youying's eyes were calm, and she squeezed the words out of her throat, her fair face turned red from the woman's pinching, and she was about to lose her breath.

The woman let go of her, took a few steps back, and distanced herself from her.

"You're so smart, how could you not guess my purpose? Youying, I'm looking forward to your performance the most. She lifted her long, seductive eyes, and there was an incomprehensible smile underneath them.

Youying looked at the woman quietly, silent, her eyes gloomy and cold.

"Although Satan is always unpredictable and manic, he is indeed a reliable man, he is sensitive to danger and very powerful," the woman clasped her hands lightly, walked slowly and gracefully to the glass table, lowered her eyes, and asked, "Have you read all the notes I gave you?" ”

Youying's eyes sank and she was silent.

The woman chuckled and raised her hand to half-hide her face, "I won't bother you, goodbye, Youying." ”

As soon as the words fell, the light dimmed, and after a few seconds, it lit up again, and the figure of the woman in the room had disappeared.

Youying was silent, turning her head to look at the pistol that fell to the ground next to her, she walked over silently and picked it up quietly, her eyes dark.

The pistol in his hand was heavy, the black and cold body of the gun was gloomy, and the cold face of Satan appeared in the ghostly mind of the ghost, imagining the appearance of him holding the gun.

Yuying looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, then walked to the closet and pulled out the black coat. This satanic coat can be worn as a coat for her.

She put the pistol in her pocket, her eyes calm and indifferent, and she muttered softly, "It's time to go." ”

Glowing opened the door to her room and walked towards the play area, her steps slow but unwavering—there were things she had to figure out.

Satan was still resting and sleeping in his room, his sharp brow furrowed deeply, his Adam's apple rolling up and down involuntarily, he fell asleep, unaware that Gloom had gone to the play area.

The games area hall is brightly lit and the surrounding walls are smooth, giving it a spacious and empty feel.

Outside of the shadow is Satan's black coat, the sleeves are not rolled up, drooping, and the bottom is empty. The length of the coat goes straight to her ankles, making her look like a child stealing adult clothes.

Without hesitation, Phantom walked towards the teleportation area, and quickly reached the game area through the teleportation area.

The scene in front of me was the same as that of the third floor, with a deep, bright corridor and a glass door leading to another hallway. As she looked at the glass door, she saw the tall figure.

That back is Satan's.

Youying's eyes darkened, and she subconsciously touched the pistol in her pocket, and then raised her foot and walked over.

The tall figure moved as she approached, and "Satan" looked down the corridor in front of her, and when she saw this, she also quickened her pace and ran to keep up with the back.

After entering the deep corridor, after running for a few minutes, "Satan" suddenly stopped, he turned around, and Yuying also stopped, his right hand had already touched his pocket, and looked at the person in front of him vigilantly.

"Glow?" "Satan" smiled at her, and his grim face was a little less gloomy at this time, replaced by the brightness of Hades, the gentleness of the white night. He held out his hand to her, and in a familiar voice he said something strange to her, and he said, "Come into my arms." ”

Youying touched the pistol for a moment, she raised her eyes and looked at this false Satan quietly, waves flashed in her eyes, her throat suddenly choked, she quietly looked at the "Satan" in front of her, silent.

"Satan" smiled, the corners of his lips were shallow, a little less cool than before, more warmth deep into the bone marrow, and his handsome face matched the long and tall figure, which alone was attractive enough.

Moreover, he smiled so gently.

Yuying took her hand out of her pocket, her calm gaze locked on Satan's body, and slowly approached him, slowly approaching, as if enchanted.

"Come on, come into my arms, Ghost." "Satan" said in a deep voice, he spread his arms, and with a single sweep of his long arms took Yuying into his arms, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Now, doesn't it feel warm?" ”。

Behind the shadows, "Satan" quietly reached out, holding a sharp blade in his hand, and the sharp dagger glowed coldly in the light, reflecting his eerie face.