The beautiful brown eyes quickly became misty, and she stared at the familiar face in front of her day and night, and her thin lips opened slightly, and suddenly a smile full of evil spirit was aroused. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

He slowly lowered his head, his forehead against her forehead, the tip of his nose against the tip of her nose, looked at her deeply with infinite tenderness, and then tilted his head, put his red lips to her ear, and said softly:

"Sister, I don't want to tell you...... If I tell my sister, my sister won't be my own......"

As the words came out of Yan Chen's mouth little by little, the hands holding his cheeks tightened again.

"Tell me, where Ziming is!" In a commanding tone, he pushed his hands forward and took Yan Chen away from his ears, and the stronger control than before made Yan Chen's whole body tremble.

His misty gaze suddenly became stupid, and he said stupidly: "In the famous mountain villa." ”

When the words fell, the hand that held his face was quickly withdrawn, and Yan Chen's whole person seemed to suddenly wake up from a dream, his whole body went soft, his body instantly lost control, and he fell on the sofa, so shocked that a group of subordinates hurriedly surrounded him.

However, he was coldly scolded by Yan Bei, "Get out!" ”

The words roared out, and the invisible coercion poured out, Yan Chen only felt that his qi and blood were surging, his head exploded, and a huge pain came, and his vision in front of him was black, and he couldn't see anything.

When the light reappeared, her distant back could only be caught in her brown eyes.

Without looking back, with anxiety and anger, the cold wind that was set off blew Yan Chen, who was already having a headache due to the influence of his mental power, was cold, like falling into an ice cave!

"Don't go......," he called out in despair, his voice hoarse.

But all that was left was the green leaves that were ruthlessly blown off by the wind, and Yan Bei, who was full of his son, had already left.

The system prompt sound was still ringing, like a life-urging charm, which made Yan Bei's nerves tense to the extreme!

The famous mountain villa, which used to take several hours to get to by car, was at full speed, faster than the wind, and arrived in less than half a minute.

The moment he stopped in front of the villa gate, a faint smell of blood blew into his nose with the night breeze, causing the string that Yan Bei had been tightening to snap and break.

"Ziming!" Don't stop any longer, take a vertical step, and gently jump up to the balcony of the master bedroom on the second floor, and the smell of blood is even stronger.

The bulletproof glass sliding door on the balcony was closed tightly, Yan Bei reached out to push it, and suddenly he used too much force, and the glass window was directly pushed out of the door frame, if Yan Bei hadn't reacted quickly, he immediately grabbed the door that fell in and threw him downstairs, and the person lying in the bathtub behind the door would have been hit hard.

The road in front of me was unblocked, and the smell of blood was immediately disgusting.

A white bathtub filled with red blood was exposed to Yan Bei's eyes, and seeing the miserable white face lying in the bathtub, Yan Bei only felt as if her heart was being clenched by an invisible hand, so tight that she couldn't breathe.

"Ziming ......" called the person in the bathtub in disbelief, but there was no response, and there was only a system prompt sound like a life.

【Ding! Torsion value -, current torsion value 2/00]

Fortunately, a system prompt sounded, which woke Yan Bei from shock.

The brain suddenly became extremely awake, and the blood bar on the head of the person in the bathtub jumped out clearly, and the blood volume was 2/500.

There was no time to think about how the bloody scene in front of him had been caused, and a blood-soaked scarf immediately appeared on top of the man's head in the bathtub, which was able to stop the falling blood volume.

Showing his hand, the person lying in the blood water was gently lifted by the bright red water column and slowly lowered it to the white carpet in the bedroom.

Leaving the turbid blood, the body of the young man** was exposed, and it was miserable and white.

Against the backdrop of such a color, the hideous scratch on his left wrist was clearly exposed, making Yan Bei's eyes red.

She turned her head sharply and took a big breath before gritting her teeth and stepping forward.

The action was fast, and he took out a blood-added scarf, as well as a wood-based rune scarf with healing power, and helped him one by one, and then the mana in his body warmed his cold body little by little.

Soon, the cold male body in front of him returned to its normal temperature, and its blood volume continued to increase at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Take out the sewing box, skillfully thread the thread, gently lift the left wrist on the hand and place it on the knee, little by little, and carefully stitch it.

Finally, he raised his hand and gently stroked the stitched wound, the white light flashed, the skin on the wrist was firm and smooth, and the scar no longer existed.

After getting this done, the breathing of the person who was lying on the carpet with a dead face gradually became stronger, and his closed eyes suddenly moved, as if they were about to open.

Yan Bei raised his hand again and gently stroked it in front of him, with a soothing breath, the sleep spell fell, and the eyes that were about to open were silent again.

Raising his hand to take a picture of the wide bath towel on the bathroom shelf and covering him, after picking up the person and putting him on the bed to lie down, Yan Bei's red eyes immediately flashed a fierce look.

Looking at the red blood water that filled the bathtub, and looking at the suicide note deliberately left on the table, and the doors and windows locked from the inside, Yan Bei couldn't help but sneer.

It's really planned in seconds, suicide and death, a good show of murder in a closed room!

Yan Chen's demonic face suddenly poured in, thinking of his innocent brown eyes that concealed demons, Yan Bei sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, looking at all this in front of him, he only felt incredulous.

The nephew almost died at the hands of his uncle, it was like acting in a suspense drama, and ordinary people couldn't imagine this amazing ending.

Of course, if Yan Chen hadn't shown his feet in front of her, she probably thought that the plot of the script had started again, and Nangong Jin was buying murder.

【Ding! Torsion +80, current torsion value is 82/00]

The system prompt that had been stopped for a long time rang again, looking at the increased value on the system interface, Yan Beixiu waved his hand, and after changing the room back to its original state, he closed his eyes tiredly.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment, and the closed eyes opened again, and with helplessness and irritability, they disappeared into the room with the owner.

The floor-to-ceiling windows stand in the frame, the bright red bathtub is white, and the marks on the carpet are smoothed out, as if nothing had happened.

In the middle of the night, the sleepy Gong Ziming suddenly woke up from a nightmare full of blood, bounced up from the bed, looked at the white wallpaper, and was shocked.

Looking around, the bedroom was still his own bedroom, no blood, no scarlet.

"Whew~" exhaled heavily, and under the call of sleepiness, Gong Ziming re-entered his sleep.

This time, there were no terrifying images in the dream, no scarlet blood, only the voice of his mother's desperate urging.