Chapter 20: A Bunch of Trash!
This is definitely too deep, and I don't know how small this Tanglin Kingdom is, I can meet him three times in one day!
Yeming glanced at her faintly and ignored her.
The first time was when Yeming went to find her, and I didn't know what the girl's hair was upside down, so she yelled at her. The second time, the street violently intimidated her, and she didn't mention it. As for this time, Luo poured out emotion, don't ask her why she is so declining today, she doesn't know. In these years, if you can escape for your life, you can escape to the prince's mansion and take the initiative to send it to the door, and there is no one.
Luo poured out his thoughts unconsciously, and his head kept looping the bits and pieces that had happened on the first day of today's crossing. It seems that every bad thing, every thing she least wants to happen, is related to Yeming.
Mom, it's really fate!
Relatively silent, the study fell silent.
Yeming devoted herself to the book and no longer asked Luo Tian.
And Luo was half-lying on the soft couch, his legs hanging down, and he didn't even take off his shoes.
Although the clothes were wet and the soft couch was wet with water stains all over her body, it didn't look like she had clothes to change for her here.
There were so many things that happened today that caught her off guard, and she didn't bother to think about it. Luo poured his sleepiness and fell asleep like this.
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At the bottom of the steps of the main hall of the Shura Hall, a man wearing a black cloak and a skull mask faced the skull mark on the wall in front of him, his hands behind his back.
Outside, the thunderstorms and lightning continued to sound one after another, and the hall against the backdrop was even more gloomy.
Behind the man, kneeling were four dead men in black, "Master, the task has not been completed, Luo Tiantian is still alive." β
"A bunch of rubbish!" At the foot of the main hall, a masked man revealed anger in his gloomy and hoarse voice.
"Hahahaha!" At this time, behind the skull wall in the center of the hall, another man slowly walked out, and the man's voice came out first, not angry, but suddenly laughed heartily and applauded, "Well done, Luo tilted, can't die." β
His voice is warm and transparent, but it makes people feel a sense of fear in their hearts.
A flash of lightning shone in, reflecting the skull signs in the hall more hideous, and the hall even more gloomy.
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I don't know how long it took, but the rain outside finally stopped. Yeming got up, glanced at Luo Tiantian who was sleeping on the couch, and then looked at the water stains dripping from her body on the ground, for some reason, she felt a little bored in her heart and walked out.
Luo leaned and fell asleep like this.
In the middle of the night, Luo Tiantian woke up once, but he felt weak and cold.
The doors and windows are closed well, and there is not a trace of wind coming in. The bright yellow light gives people a very warm feeling, but the night is long gone in the house. There are soft couches that resemble small beds, but there are no quilts.
Luo leaned down on her soft body, and the still wet clothes stuck to her body made her feel very uncomfortable. Rubbing his dizzy head, he staggered open the door and walked out.
It's late autumn, and the weather is getting cooler late at night. At the moment when the door was opened, a cool breeze came to his face, and Luo tilted and almost fell to the ground, but he was still strongly supported and walked out.
However, after walking a few steps, I finally couldn't support it, under a tree, my feet were soft, and my eyes were darkβ
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The next day, Yeming got up early as usual, and after washing, he habitually went to the study.