0599 Voldemort: I'm here to deliver flowers
Daiyu nodded, but she was still a little uneasy, staring at the black-robed man with vigilant eyes, and her courage suddenly increased, and she was not afraid at all.
Of course, maybe I was panicked, but there was still my mother in front of me, so I didn't have to face the danger, so I was more calm.
After appeasing Daiyu, Yan Bei looked at the black-robed man again and asked, "Who are you?" What do you want to do sneakily huddle next to my daughter? β
He didn't squeak, but Yan Bei could feel the disdain rising in the eyes under the black robe.
"You despise me?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
Who is this?
Did she recognize her current situation, as long as she moved her fingers, he could be strangled by the starlight conjured up by the scarf!
Obviously, the other party can't recognize it!
βho are youοΌβ He asked in a deep voice, not like a question, but like a command.
Mother Liu and Snow Goose: English ???
Daiyu: Crooked nuts!
Yan Bei: My mother knows who you are!
βTomοΌβ Yan Bei was not sure about calling out the name that had made Daiyu cry.
The black-robed man trembled, he couldn't believe that his identity had been discovered like this, he quickly glanced at Daiyu, and saw that she hadn't reacted to her mother's name, and his beating heart stabilized slightly.
"What are you doing here?" Yan Bei asked, his voice so low that only Tom could hear him.
No, it would be more appropriate to call him Voldemort now.
Yan Bei walked forward, and kept finishing him, until the distance between the two was only ten centimeters, and then he stopped.
At such a close distance, even if she is not as tall as him, her domineering temperament is very compelling, forcing him to squint his eyes and not be able to look directly at him.
Voldemort did not answer, and Yan Bei was afraid that he could not understand Chinese, so he repeated it again in English: "hat are you doing here?"
This time, he lowered his head, and his hand hidden in the black robe held something and slowly stretched out.
A bright red appeared in Yan Bei's sight, and an off-white hand stretched out from inside the cloak, the color that only dead people have.
The bright red was carefully held in the palm of this hand, and the green rhizomes and red petals looked unenthusiastic against the off-white background, just like his bright red heart at the moment.
The two were extremely close, and Yan Bei deliberately blocked it, and the three of Daiyu behind them didn't know what happened between the two of them.
Looking at the red rose in Voldemort's hand, Yan Bei was glad for his foresight.
If Daiyu were to see this flower, she would definitely recognize the person in front of her as the Tom who had made her cry bitterly.
He handed the flower forward, but Yan Bei didn't take it.
In an instant, a strong murderous aura gushed out again, and the strong aura set off a gust of demonic wind, but it couldn't blow Yan Bei with even a single strand of hair.
Voldemort was once again horrified by the strength of the woman in front of him, and it seemed that he had never curried favor with her since his first unpleasant meeting with her.
However, he had to thank her, and without her, he would probably never have known that at the end of the world, there was a woman waiting for him who could make his heart beat.
Feeling the sudden warmth emanating from the person in front of him, the frost in Yan Bei's eyes became a little colder.
"You!" Yan Bei snatched the rose from his hand, lowered his voice and said in English in his ear: "I promise not to appear again, I will let you go......"
"Nope." He spoke Chinese as soon as he opened his mouth and sneered: "I will never leave!" β
With a hoarse voice, gloomy aura, and a crazy gaze that was bound to win, Yan Bei only felt as if he was entangled in a cold poisonous snake and couldn't break free.
Yan Bei took a step back and began to re-examine the man in front of him.
"What do you think you have to keep pestering here?" As soon as she spoke, she said something that pierced her heart: "Is it your gray skin like a dead man now?" Or are you now a snake face that is not a ghost or a ghost? β
In just three rhetorical questions, Voldemort looked at Daiyu in horror, and saw that she was staring at him with vigilant eyes, and his fiery heart instantly fell into an ice cave, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
He took a few steps back in fear, looking at Yan Bei's perceptive black eyes, with a deep resentment in fear.
"What if you hate me?" If he hates her, can she still have a piece of meat?
You're a voyeur!
"Dare to peep at the old lady's precious girl, if you don't kill you, it's for the sake of world peace!"
"Ahem!" Xiao Duo suddenly appeared, coughed twice, and corrected: "It should be for the sake of peace in the plane." β
Casually killing the villain of another plane can easily lead to the collapse of the plane.
Yan Bei hooked her lips and sneered, snapping her fingers slightly, and all the starlight conjured by the runes receded, and three square scarves fell into her palm.
She didn't make any more movements, just laughed.
Voldemort took a deep look at Daiyu, and then looked at the ugly self in Yan Bei's eyes, his heart trembled twice, and the rose in his hand fell sadly.
The petals spread out, and the showy rose lost its original brilliance.
Voldemort was gone, disappearing without a trace.
Yan Bei looked at the rose petals scattered on the ground, smiled, and condensed a blue ice and fire between his fingers, and swept it to the ground at will, and the roses quickly turned into frost, cracked a little bit, and evaporated without a trace.
Only a faint aroma wafted in the room, lasting for a long time.
"Mother." Daiyu was able to speak, ran forward worriedly, wrapped her arms around Yan Bei, looked at the empty corner, and asked suspiciously, "Who is he?" β
"Not people." Yan Bei casually said nonsense: "It's just a lost soul, it's gone, and it won't come back in the future." β
"It's okay, there's a mother, don't be afraid." Yan Bei gently rubbed the top of the girl's hair, and said with a smile: "Let's go eat, if we don't eat again, it will be cold." β
Daiyu still wanted to ask, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she couldn't ask anything at all, so she nodded and went back to the dining table with Yan Bei to eat.
It's just that she always unconsciously looks at the place where the black-robed man has just stayed behind her, and she doesn't know if it's psychological, she always feels that although this black-robed man looks scary, he doesn't seem to be so scary.
Moreover, it also gave her a particularly familiar feeling.
I can't tell you clearly, but I have been haunting in my heart, and I can't disperse for a long time.
This night, Liu's mother and Snow Goose had nightmares, always dreaming of ghosts and monsters, and when they got up in the morning, they had two big dark circles under their eyes, and Yan Bei looked uncomfortable for them.
And Daiyu, she doesn't seem to sleep well, but instead of having nightmares, she dreamed of her former best friend in a dream.