She had barely walked a few steps before she looked up.

I saw that in the darkness in front of me, there were a few more tall figures at some point, which looked menacing, and it was obvious that they were coming at her.

Her legs went limp, and she sat down completely on the sand.

With a trembling voice, he asked, "Who are you?" Why follow me...... Who sent you? ”

Her questions resounded in the darkness of no one, and finally they were blown away by the wind. The men gradually lifted their feet and approached her, her legs almost weak, panting and moving backwards, but no matter how she tried to escape, they eventually came to her.

"Help, help!!"

She hid, she fled, she struggled, the back of the neck was hit hard, and the whole person was completely plunged into darkness.

When she woke up again, Yiruo was stunned for a moment, her head seemed to be full of paste, and she moved slightly, and found that she was now immersed in water.

No, maybe it can't be called water.

She floated within the liquid, which was yellowish and transparent, colorless and odorless, unlike anything she had ever been exposed to. She struggled to open her eyes, and was in an all-white room, in which large and small instruments were placed, and from time to time there was a "tick" sound.

She struggled, but found that her body was sore, and these liquids could actually suppress her ability.

Iruo really started to get scared, her tail slapped desperately against the water tank that had imprisoned her movement, and the water tank made a "bang bang" crashing sound, "Let me out!" Help, help!! She tore open her throat and screamed, but no one answered, and the room was filled with only a terrifying, mechanical sound other than the sound of her slapping the tank.

Eventually, her tail was numb and unconscious, and her blue-gray scales floated in the liquid, and Iro lay limply at the bottom of the tank, unable to help but feel sorry.

"Ding—"

The metal door slowly opened to both sides, and a man with a clear face and black hair walked in like a leisurely stroll.

Yi Ruo suddenly raised his head, but the moment he saw the person coming, his lit eyes quickly dimmed.

She almost gritted her silver teeth, "It's you—"

"It's me." Gu Liushen was the only one in the room, he didn't approach Yi Ruo, but studied around those cold equipment with interest, his expression was focused, and his tone was light, "Why, it's surprising to see me here?" ”

Iruo didn't know where she had offended this man, she had only seen him once......

And so on –

On the night she was taken captive, his relationship with Xia Ci ......

Iruo's face changed and changed, and finally she couldn't hold it anymore.

Gu Liushen looked back with satisfaction, "Remembered?" Great, wondering why I caught you? ”

"If you want to die, please let me die to understand!"

"No, you won't die," Gu Liushen shook his index finger, leaned on the instrument, and put his hands around his chest, "You know?" If I had been one step short that day, now," he nodded to Iro, "that position would have been Xia Ci's." ”

"Actually, I don't understand, Xia Ci should be seeing you for the first time, right? I don't know where your unwarranted hatred comes from, there are more brain-dead people in the world, I'm here, I just want to tell you in person, I won't let go of any of those who hurt her! ”

His voice was still warm, but the words he uttered made people tremble for no reason.

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