Su Kuiyun raised his hand lightly, and the silk thread was withdrawn, and Qin Shishi fell to the ground in embarrassment, rolled twice, and had a close contact with the already cold and bloody things on the ground.

He screamed and sprang to his feet.

Except for one person who had lost his breath, the rest of the people were tied to the ground, and they were all alive and well. Naturally, I also witnessed the chilling scene of Fang Cai from the bones, digging into my heart with my bare hands, except in the movie horror movie, I really haven't seen it in reality!

They looked at Qin Shishi, shaking their heads desperately in fear.

Qin Shishi sneered, got up and kicked it hard, "Mr. Mass, let you go, I didn't expect that there were really people who were impatient to live these years, and they caught up and died?" Didn't you think carefully before you came, how many years the gentleman has walked on this road, since he can sit firmly in the position of the dragon's head, it is not something that you can drag down by the young people! ”

Sure enough—

Since he didn't die, then, he won't let go of any of these people.

After a few steps to the edge of the cliff, he looked down, and there was a black mist churning in the endless abyss, and there was a faint evil aura rushing towards him, as if countless voices were hypnotizing his brain, telling him: Jump, jump-

He shook his head sharply, walked away quickly, and threw them all down like dumplings as the crowd begged for mercy and swore for mercy.

-

On the steep cliff, the only five cars are parked quietly in the dark, and their owners will never return.

This is a deserted and dead mountain, which has been sealed since many strange accidents, and may not see the light of day for decades. Sneaking here, in addition to the most vicious people, are racing drivers who treat life as a mustard and pursue excitement.

The glossy black Land Rover sped all the way down the hill and soon disappeared without a trace.

-

Late autumn passed in the blink of an eye, and it was early winter. The cold wind blew like a knife on a person's face, as if it could cut off a piece of meat.

This year's snow fell exceptionally early, and the white flocculent snowflakes fell melodiously over the magnificent old house. Tiny snow, in mid-air, is dissolved by the air and falls down as water.

A shallow layer of snow is pressed on the plum blossoms that bloom at the beginning of the window outside the window, and the red petals and light yellow stamens are extraordinarily bright in the pale winter.

Through the half-open carved window, you can faintly hear the sound of the piano coming from inside.

Indoor, study.

Qin Yu leaned on the soft collapse, his bony fingers slowly tapped the desktop on his side, and beat with the sound of the guzheng. The other hand casually held a book, glancing at it from time to time.

By the window, Su Kui's long black hair was tied up behind her head and tied loosely. The snow-white silk gown, the neckline is a retro buckle design, her eyebrows and eyes are lowered, and she is indifferent and peaceful. The slender fingers plucked the strings lazily and at will, and a string of pleasant sounds flowed from the fingertips.

The sandalwood on the table is curling, wafting in the study, wrapped in the fragrance of logs, which is refreshing.

The two didn't talk, they each did what they were doing, but they seemed to be born with a tacit understanding, not interfering with each other, but they were holding each other's hearts.

"Inluo." As soon as the faint words fell, a cup of steaming white tea was already handed to him.

He raised his eyes, took it, and the tips of the tender green leaves in the tea cup floated one by one, and when he blew lightly, they gathered into a ball with the fluctuations of the water. took a sip slightly, and his lips and teeth were fragrant.

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