1651 The Past and Present of the Messenger of Hell (22)
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Under the reflection of the white moonlight, the shadows of the trees swayed, like ghosts.
A low, hoarse laugh rang out from the dimly lit carriage, revealing endless evil. His pale face became more and more feminine in the moonlight, and his lips were red, like those of a vampire.
"Heh, Donghuang?"
He played with his hat and wore a very feminine ring on his bony fingers. Because he was too small, he could only stay on his tail finger, a red gem, carved from Mithril. And the appearance of the petals carved by Mithril, at a glance, Ruan Siling's body completely stiffened.
That flower is the pattern that appeared on the chests of dozens of women after they died!
"Who the hell are you?!" Almost out of his mouth, Ruan Siling realized that his voice was hoarse, like a bellows.
Her body trembled like chaff, and she finally realized that although this person had the same face as Donghuang, the temperament around her body was diametrically opposite.
Ruan Siling didn't know why he could look at the other party so clearly in such a situation. I silently prayed in my heart that Su Kui could find out about her late return and come out to find her.
She really didn't want to, the next morning, to be found, in a miserable death, in the wilderness.
"Me?" He habitually rubbed the gems on the ring, and a trace of tenderness crossed his eyes, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I have one thing that I want you to help me do, okay?" โ
His delicate facial features have no flaws under the moonlight, and his deep and warm eyes look directly into Ruan Siling's eyes, like a pool of clear spring water, which makes people indulge in it and can't extricate themselves.
Ruan Siling felt that his eyes were like magic, and he wanted to struggle, but found that his body seemed to be as if it didn't belong to him, and he couldn't move at all.
"Hmm-no-don't-"
A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and she shook her head, "Please, let me go......"
The cold fingers without the slightest temperature touched her cheeks without warning, and they were extremely warm. "Hey, why are you crying? Am I scary? He looked sideways, his eyes like jade.
The whole person is like a jade carved doll, delicate, pale, and emotionless.
Ruan Siling trembled violently under his hands, "No, don't, please......" Because she was so scared, she even lost her voice for a while. In the staring eyes, tears fell uncontrollably.
She thought she was going to die here.
Hot tears hit the man's hand, and he was suddenly stunned.
"Hot?"
It was only this moment of hesitation, and Ruan Siling suddenly felt that the shackles on his body disappeared. The car door behind was opened, and a faint woman's voice sounded, "I'm sorry, this gentleman, the children in the family are playful, just send it here, and we will go the rest of the way." โ
Ruan Siling's legs were paralyzed, and the feeling of the rest of her life after the catastrophe made her tears flow out even more violently.
"Lin, Sister Lin......" She grabbed the woman's hand tightly, not daring to let go of it.
She was afraid that it was just a hallucination before she died, as if as soon as she let go, the woman was gone.
"Oh? Another nosyman, huh? โ
The woman looked soft and weak, but in fact she had a lot of strength, she used a little force, pulled Ruan Siling out with one hand, and supported her with the other.
When his eyes fell on the man, he was slightly stunned, "You-"
Almost, she thought that this man was Donghuang.
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