Chapter 218: The World Is Dark 6

Song Yixue, who was wearing a yellow dress, appeared in the basement of Wang Siyu's palace in the suburbs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is no gate here, only the basement has an exit for the car, and if you want to enter, you can only enter through the passage inside.

At the door, she saw a very short old man, who could also be middle-aged, but he looked at the face of a child again, and she didn't know......

The two walked into the cold, air-conditioned basement almost in parallel, walked past Wang Siyu's Rolls-Royce Phantom and Mercedes-Benz 5 Series in unison, ignoring the front and cautiously looking at each other.

In addition to a dozen or so good cars of great value, there is only a black business car, which is a mobile vehicle for the caps.

The two of them are tall and short, and the other is the crisp sound of high heels, and one walks without making a sound.

In order to increase the speed, I even made the originally vain steps become hurried.

Suddenly it became a race walking competition, and I still wanted to be old and came out on top, and I exhaled and touched the elevator.

"Whew... Call... Girl, let's do the ritual that the greedy old man will do for you. The old man coughed, and the childlike Yin Hong's cheeks looked frustrated because of this trip.

"Yes, the Great Light Sect." She nodded, not in the negative. but with slight modifications.

"Lin Xie, I'm talking about Lin Xie who is going to be killed today, what kind of person is it?" He leaned against the open elevator door, so that the automatic door never closed.

"Honest and diligent, hard-working, regular life, love clean, and then some nerves." Song Yixue put her hands behind her back, shook her body slightly, and then said these adjectives smoothly.

She remembered that the first time she met Lin Xie was at a fan meeting in 5DD, where he let the water deliberately sprinkled on her body not flow down to avoid exposing her figure, but he also let her be taken to the palace by Wang Siyu.

"Obsession, you know what obsession is, right?" The old man made it clear that he didn't hear the answer he wanted, and continued to ask.

"I don't know, you're not also asking about "talking to yourself", but there is. ”

"How many obsessions there are, I really don't know?" Wanting to grow old and still doubting, Lin Xie relied on that near-white obsession and silver gray obsession to defeat his tall brother.

The two could no longer get an answer and took the elevator together.

Song Yixue stopped on the ninth floor, and the "Chuanyin" old mother was waiting for her.

Song Yixue followed her and walked in the uninhabited corridor, only the faint yellow light was flashing.

She followed into a room where rows of beautiful girls were seated, which was probably the most dense fifty square meters of beauties in Wangjing......

Lori, the royal sister, all kinds of beauties in uniform, her figure and appearance are unique.

They were almost all in a daze, except for a few who occasionally lay down and occasionally switched legs.

Everyone has a make-up mirror in front of them, and when they lie down, there are two rows of one-meter-wide beds.

To put it mildly, in terms of appearance, a random person in Wangjing made a price of 10,000 at night.

Of course, there were more than a dozen people at the sacrifice ceremony in 5DD before, and there was also a girl with a red and swollen face lying on the bed.

"You sit there." Aunt Chuanyin pointed to the location by the door, she glanced around indifferently, her eyes stayed on the injured girl for a moment, and then she moved away lightly.

Song Yixue sat down with a sluggish face and began to dress up in the mirror.

Women are pleasing to themselves, so in this makeup, from the very beginning, it is tragic to sprinkle arsenic on the face.

No one welcomes the newcomer, the blank piece of consciousness in his mind, only obedience and submission.

But Song Yixue's heart was warm because of Zhao Nianci's care, she waited until the Chuanyin woman left, walked to the woman lying on the bed and covered her face, and gently stroked her red and swollen face with her hand.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt......."

As soon as the words fell, all the beauties who were in a daze or lying down to rest looked at Song Yixue in unison.

Brush and brush, neatly like an old monster who has been working on the assembly line for 500 years is sewing buttons according to the steps.

When dozens of pairs of eyes are staring at their backs, the feeling of chills in the spine is unbearable for ordinary people.

Song Yixue patted gently, turning her head sideways from time to time to look at the beautiful eyes that were staring at her.

Compassion comes from the heart......

Everyone is in such a big building, such a claustrophobic space, getting along day and night, it has been a long time, have you had a conversation......

If you want to know Song Yixue's whereabouts, when he needs to vent, he will also go to the ninth floor, and a few of them are exclusive to him.

His brow furrowed more and more, almost knotted, and he looked at the faint green on his eyelids on the glass, which was a proof that he could see the color of obsession.

He thought that there must be an obsession that he couldn't see on Lin Xie's side, but, with his own ability, there was never an obsession that he couldn't see, and above the silver ash was dark gray, which was already the deepest obsession known.

Stopping at the floor where Wang Siyu was, he hesitated for a moment, let the elevator close again, and went to the top floor.

The elevator doors opened, and he walked straight to a room that exuded an ominous aura.

An old man with Xiao Suo's back appeared in his eyes.

The old man did not react to someone coming in, and looked like he had been sleeping in this position for a long time.

"Lust Lao." Even if you want to talk to this person, you have to speak in a respectful tone.

"Is there an obsession that I can't see with these eyes?" He asked anxiously.

The old man, known as the old man, was trembling and excited, and turned around at an incredible angle, his facial features did not appear because of the darkness, but the bull-like Tongling-like eyes were fierce.

"You haven't moved in two years, slow down." I want to be old and hurriedly shake my hands.

"Near Black Obsession ......" Se Lao's voice slowly overflowed from the abyss, making the hearts of those who heard it hairy.

The old man's body turned around completely, and the bone racks rubbed against each other with shaking, making a crisp clicking sound, and it seemed that they were about to fall apart at any time.

"The ...... surnamed Lin," he muttered to himself.

The old man's fierce and fierce eyes fell on the eyes of the old man, making him feel like retreating.

This old man, who has always just carried his back and replied lightly to his questions, has never been so excited, all because he sees the obsession that he can't see.

"Did you say Linche?"

"The surname Lin is now called Lin Xie?" Se Lao Ru asked as curious as the doll next.

An ominous premonition is never missed, and it is definitely more real than a good omen.

I feel that not only the surroundings, but also the world will tremble because of this old man who can't see the number of lives and ages.

"What kind of person is he?" Se Lao asked the same question he asked Song Yixue.

Wanting to think of the girl in yellow's praise for Lin Xie, these excellent words appeared in his mind.

But looking at the Tongling-like eyes of the old man, I feel that I can't understand whether it is hatred or love in it.

Because he has a respectable life, he can't disobey his emotions to do things.

To put it bluntly, what if Lin Xie is good and makes him unhappy.

Just when the old man was upset and didn't know what to say, the old man's lips moved in the dark: "Diligent and capable? Looks a little nervous? ”

Ay? It's quite familiar, but according to Song Yixue's description, it was rearranged.

"You know him?" Elder Yu asked in surprise.

"Ah...... I don't know, hahaha......" The old man smiled to himself, and his dry tone made people worry that he would hold his breath in the next sentence.