Chapter 2547: The Mystery of Painting 12
The black-robed man glanced at the woman, turned and left the room.
Although her divine sense was sealed, Mu Ziyi's senses were still very sensitive, and it was not until she couldn't detect the man's breath that she slowly turned her head.
The woman in black stepped forward and introduced herself with a smile: "The slave is Luoyi, what does Miss Mu want to eat?" ”
There was a lot of food on the table, but she couldn't figure out what she liked to eat.
Mu Ziyi shook her head, she still had any appetite: "Take it all down." ”
Hearing this, Luo Yi did not remove the meal, but said in a low voice: "Miss Mu, please don't embarrass the slave." "Embarrassed?
The woman glanced at her and said in a low voice, "Who do you think this will be embarrassing whom?" ”
She was locked up here, unable to move, and her consciousness was sealed, and it was inconvenient to go anywhere.
She felt that she was more miserable than all the prisoners.
"Miss Mu, people are iron and steel, you better eat a little."
Mu Ziyi glanced at her with half-squinted eyes, and asked in a casual tone, "Where is this?" ”
When Luo Yi heard this, he just shook his head and didn't speak.
"Who is the master of your house?" The woman asked again.
This time, he still didn't get any answer, Mu Ziyi's eyes gradually turned cold: "You go out!" Knowing that nothing could be asked from the maid, the woman closed her eyes and ignored her.
Because she had her eyes closed, she naturally didn't see the girl's gloomy expression when she left. I don't know if it was because her divine consciousness was sealed or because of her physical weakness, Mu Ziyi felt that although her physical injuries had improved, her whole person had become sleepy.
Let's be drowsy, to be exact!
Something was wrong with her body.
When she woke up again, it was already sunset outside the window, and the woman cursed in a low voice. There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and then I saw that the door was pushed open from the outside, and a man in black and a woman in black walked in.
Mu Ziyi raised her eyes and glanced at the two of them, but she didn't speak, but she secretly thought that there were so many maids here.
The person who came was also dressed in black, but it was not the woman during the day.
The woman in black laid out the meals one by one, and then came to the bedside and asked in a low voice, "Miss Mu, the slave maid helped you up to eat." ”
After saying that, she gently helped her up, and Mu Ziyi was weak, so she had to lean on the edge of the bed.
"Miss Mu, I don't know what you like to eat, so the slave has prepared every flavor." The implication is which flavor you want to eat.
Mu Ziyi glanced at her: "Take it out, I won't eat it." ”
When the words fell, the air in the room instantly became cold, low and intimidating.
The black-robed man's eyes were cold, and he said, "Go down and receive the punishment." ”
"Yes." The woman in black respectfully stepped back. The woman raised her eyes: "Did she do something wrong?" The black-robed man slowly walked to the bedside, and the black eyes under the mask were full of coldness: "I didn't serve you well, what use do I want her." ”
What do you mean?
Mu Ziyi frowned slightly in her heart, with this man's means, the punishment would definitely not be light: "What are you going to do with her?" ”
"Kill."
The short words were full of cold-bloodedness and slaughter. Mu Ziyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and then she thought of the maid during the day, and a bad premonition floated in her heart: "So, the maid in the daytime is already dead?" The man looked at her and didn't speak, but it was a tacit acquiescence.
The woman's expression gradually turned cold: "What do you think of human life?" ”