An extremely thin and handsome man with an oriental face, he had extremely beautiful short black hair, and now he was wearing a very proper dark black suit, and looked extremely noble, sat on this throne, and slowly leaned back on the seat behind him.

Probably in a pretended sleep, now with his eyes closed, the whole room was very dark, most of the place was covered by curtains, only a part was left, that is, the skylight, and now a little light slanted down, sprinkled on his body, and he was shining, and extremely cold.

He looked as if he had been completely corrupted by the darkness, and now he heard the jingle of the bells on the chains, and finally opened his eyes.

The brown eyes were sarcastic and cold, and he looked at Shen Meng standing under the stage with a smile.

"Heh, stand down." Zhong left his mouth, but this sentence was not said to Shen Meng, he gave people a completely different feeling, more mature, and more unpredictable, and now there was a chuckle in his voice, which was extremely sultry.

The maid standing beside Shen Meng trembled slightly, and she didn't even dare to look at Zhongli, even though he had a charming appearance, but now everyone was afraid of him, only to feel that he was the embodiment of Satan, destroying everything, in fact, it did destroy everything.

The maid almost held back her fear, and slowly retreated, with a very respectful attitude.

After the maid retreated, the people behind her also slammed shut, leaving only Shen Meng and Zhongli in the room.

The light in the room was very dark, so dark that it was almost impossible to see people's expressions, which did not affect Shen Meng at all, after all, she couldn't see anything, it didn't matter if it was dark or not.

Knock knock knock......

The sound of boots rubbing against the ground came from the position of the throne, and quietly approached Shen Meng's body in the darkness step by step, and finally stood in front of Shen Meng and paused.

"Did Miss sleep well this night?" Zhong left his mouth, and now the corners of his lips were hooked, obvious sarcasm, a pair of eyes drooped slightly, looking at Shen Meng's ankles, this way, the original white and tender skin has been broken, red and swollen, and the ankles that have been scratched by the iron chain with a little epidermis are dripping with blood, staining the silver iron chain with mottled red.

Zhongli's eyes lifted slightly, and his smile deepened.

"I fall asleep with Miss in my arms every day, wondering when she will wake up." Zhongli pinched Shen Meng's jaw, he was very tall, almost looking at Shen Meng condescendingly, his voice gradually decreased, and the strength in his hand did not relax at all, as if he wanted to crush Shen Meng's jaw.

Zhongli looked at the man in front of him almost greedily, at the blue eyes that had made him initially excited.

But at the beginning, it was also these eyes, clear, unstained with the slightest impurity, looking at him with a smile, stabbing him in the heart with a knife, and saying......

- "Zhongli, you obediently die. ”

"......" Shen Meng was silent for a while, she calculated very well, but she didn't expect that she would survive, survive! At the beginning, he didn't give himself the slightest way out, and now that he says it, Zhongli won't believe it, after all, he won't believe it anymore.

"Do you regret it?" Zhong left the mouth and stared into Shen Meng's eyes, he didn't know what he wanted to see from inside.

Probably regret, a little regret, even if it was afraid of his current identity, even if there was a little regret about killing him in the first place.

"No regrets."