Lin Xia is a woman who loves to dream, because she loves to dream, she fantasizes that life is extraordinary from birth, to be a master, to be a female general, and to be the leader in many professions.

Therefore, she painted so many natural heroines and gave them a magnificent life.

Cute dreamers just like to dream, and many times, they don't think about turning dreams into reality.

I have painted the battlefield, I have painted the shootout, and I have painted the blood that comes out of the battle.

Lin Xia had fantasized about so many cruel battlefields, but none of them were hung on the flagpole at that moment, and it was terrifying to see the people below turning the ferry into a shootout scene.

At the beginning they were negotiating, the yellow-haired man, the man called Killer Bee, wanted the notebook in Han Yujiang's hand, as if the notebook was his own father, and then their discussion shifted to her, whether to release the hostages first and then hand over the notebook, or hand in the notebook first and then release the people.

After the discussion of this question collapsed, I don't know who fired the first shot, and the original scene of the sword opening and crossbow was instantly transformed into the battlefield, and there were bursts of gunfire in my ears, and the sound of people screaming and scolding.

I don't know who fired the gun, a stray bullet grazed his ears and flew over, Lin Xia couldn't even scream, his eyes widened, he was almost stupid, his brain was in chaos, and the whole person was only afraid of being afraid.

Lin Xia ...... Lin Xia ......"

Someone was calling her, the voice crossed the air, coming from the rain of bullets, obviously sounding hoarse and tired at this time, but when it fell on Lin Xia's ears, it became magnetic gentleness, and I just felt that there was no better sound in this world.

"Lin Xia, don't be afraid, I'll save you."

Han Yuyang was already standing under the flagpole, trying to untie the rope that had been tied into a dead knot.

His voice had some kind of special magic, which easily calmed Lin Xia's panic, only to feel that this voice gave her infinite courage and hope, so that she no longer had any feeling to be afraid, she calmed down, and smiled at Han Yuyang.

I'm not afraid, because you're here, and as long as you're here, I'll be fine.

Suddenly, Lin Xia's face changed, she saw someone holding a dagger and stabbing Han Yuyang in the back, and Han Yuyang was still struggling with the rope that was tied into a dead knot, and she didn't notice the danger at all.

"Woo...... Woo woo......" Lin Xia struggled violently, and kept looking behind Han Yuyang, hoping to attract Han Yuyang's attention.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine right away, it'll be fine." Han Yuyang couldn't cut the rope directly, so Lin Xia would fall into the sea, and he tried to untie the rope.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from behind him, Han Yuyang almost judged the problem at this moment, and suddenly turned sideways and kicked a roundabout kick, kicking right on the arm of the person who sneaked up, this person snorted in pain, pounced on the dagger and stabbed it at Han Yuyang's chest.

Lin Xia's eyes widened, and she let out a whining scream, and suddenly, she felt the rope tied to her arm light, and the whole person fell straight down like a short-rope kite.

There was the sound of whirring wind in my ears, and in an instant, the scenery in front of me was blurry and distorted, and the screams that were too late to be made were stuck in my throat.

It turned out that when the person stabbed over, Han Yuyang slashed to the side, the dagger slashed into the air, and stabbed at Han Yuyang's shoulder, Han Yuyang dodged along the pole, and the dagger slashed on the rope.

In the blurred vision, a familiar pattern suddenly appeared in his eyes, what is it, so familiar, Lin Xia's eyes widened suddenly, and he only felt a sigh in his heart, it was a red dragon pattern with clear lines, exactly the same as the red dragon pattern in Shen Yanhong's description, but there was no scar on this person's chest, so the lines were clear.

Who is it and whose tattoo is it?

said that it was too late, but in an instant, Lin Xia fell into the sea with a pop, splashing everywhere, she was like the dumplings that went down into the water, without any circumstances, she just fell into it and couldn't move.

The icy water enveloped her body, choking into his nose and mouth, her hands still tied and unable to move, and her feet stiff and unable to move.

Feeling her body sinking down, Lin Xia tried to keep her eyes open, she tried to move a few times, trying to ease the speed of her fall, but she couldn't do anything but sink.

It was as if it was back to that day, next to that little pool, her head was pressed into the water, and salty, wet and disgusting water was constantly pouring into her nose and mouth, and her desperate struggle was to no avail.

In my life, I am a prisoner with water, and I am always struggling with my life hanging by a thread in the water.

Before losing consciousness, Lin Xia thought of this question in her mind, and in a trance, she seemed to see a hand stretched out in front of her, that hand was white and slender, with distinct bone joints, and the length of each one was just right, connected to the palm, white as jade, this was undoubtedly a perfect pair of hands.

Lin Xia wanted to grab the owner of this hand......

After a week of rain and fog, the sun finally appeared in the sky, and the golden light hung over the whole city, and when the bells came from the side of the church, countless pigeons flew high in the square, landing on the eaves of the trees, and on the shoulders of passers-by.

"Ding...... Ding......"

Lin Xia was awakened by the sound of the church bells, and suddenly opened his eyes, and was greeted by a world of lace full of pink bubbles.

Pink sheets with lace edges, pink lace edged quilts, curtains hanging on the wall are pink, hanging pink wind chimes, which jingle when the wind blows, even the carpet on the floor, and the tablecloth on the low table are pink, and there is no other color in the whole room except pink, as if entering Alice's dream, in the princess's room.

Lin Xia sat up from the bed in a daze, touched the beautiful lace edge, and looked at the small pink flowers on the table, suddenly thinking that she was in heaven, if it weren't for the voice from the church in the distance that clearly told her that she was still in Italy.

The abrasions and other marks on the body have been carefully treated, but the pink OK bandage is too much to complain about, Lin Xia jumped out of bed and walked around the room, and couldn't help but think of the scene he saw before losing consciousness in his mind.

In the process of falling, she really saw the red dragon tattoo, it was very clear, it was definitely not a hallucination that she appeared, and, after seeing the tattoo, she also saw the face of the person who turned around.

It's the yellow-haired leader who caught her, by the way, Brother Han, they called that yellow-haired killer bee, it's too vivid, not only because of the yellow hair, but also because of his yin owl eyes, which are as terrible as poison.