Chamber 1101, Chaos Division.

He Yulin's panic and excitement contradicted him.

This room, which only the middle level of Chaos had the opportunity to enter and exit in the city, finally succeeded in crossing the intricate dark passages from 306 to 1101 after several battles and secret battles close to death, and sent himself or the person on the sofa at this moment.

He didn't even have time to measure the distance between the two chambers.

There is an almost gelatinous weight in the air.

The eyes of the person in front of him seem to be able to penetrate their backs at any time.

He Yulin didn't dare to come out, and for a long time, he humbly probed: "Mr. Lu? ”

The man on the couch let out an "um" and only asked, "Is the phantom back?" ”

He Yulin: "Yes." ”

Mr. Lu's tone was not emotional, he raised a hand and asked, "What did she say when she came back?" ”

He Yulin couldn't fully offer everything he had found out about the Shen family and the negotiation process with Qiu Ling, so he asked a question that both he and Qiu Ling wanted to know: "The phantom only asked me, where did Bell Lin go?" ”

Mr. Lu hesitated for a moment, then chuckled "hehehe".

Although it was a true smile without sarcasm, it was enough to make He Yulin's back covered with cold sweat, and his arms, which were naturally drooping, did not know how to place them at the moment.

Mr. Lu said slowly: "You can reassure her." Because Bell Lim's disappearance not only relieved her troubles, but also for you and me, and for the whole chaos, it is a good thing. Whether she understands this fact at the moment or not. ”

He Yulin was puzzled for a while, and cautious: "Facts? ”

Mr. Lu stared at him, as if he was reminiscing about his old subordinates, but it was more like warning He Yulin: "In chaos, you can divide the colors equally, but you can't dominate the competition, you can show your strengths, but you can't make a lot of achievements." Because in my eyes, everyone is the same. It's not too high, it's not too low. And this fact is why I have allowed you to take Bear Lin's place alive. Do you see what I mean? ”

He Yulin trembled, and made his tone as calm as possible: "Understood." ”

Mr. Lu's eyes moved upward: "However, if you really have the ability, how can I be useless." ”

He Yulin suppressed his emotions and said calmly: "Yes." ”

At the other end, Chaos Room 306.

Qiu Ling leaned against the edge of the bed in a daze.

Nie Danwei looked at the cups and bottles on the table. Seeing Qiu Ling stretching out her hand, she picked up the water closest to Qiu Ling, took a sip, and knew that it was not a strong drink, so she settled down.

Qiu Ling got up slightly, drinking water while immersing himself in his own world.

Nie Danwei didn't know what her emotions were, she looked at her and asked, "Don't you think I'm dirty?" ”

Qiu Ling raised his eyes and shook his head in confusion.

Nie Danwei smiled and hid the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Qiu Ling pretended to be inadvertent: "Sister Danwei, I'm sorry." ”

Nie Danwei said calmly: "Shen Tianli is Shen Tianli, you are you." You didn't apologize to anyone. ”

Qiu Ling shook his head and said, "No, all the people in the Shen family are sorry for you. ”

Nie Danwei let out a long breath: "Don't be angry with anyone. Otherwise it will be like me. ”

Qiu Ling looked at her: "Did you want to get rid of him before, did you want to restore your identity?" ”

Nie Danwei blocked the question: "No. It doesn't matter anymore. ”

"I still can't remember! I also wanted to find out what key details were needed to verify that something was wrong with the whole thing," Chu Ling threw the crystal spirit to the ground with a hard swing, and she leaned back on her pillow and stared straight at the ceiling, as if she wanted to put a label on the snow-white wall, "I really can't think of it." ”

"You don't have to think of anything." Nie Danwei persuaded softly, squatted down and picked up Qiu Ling's crystal, "If you think about it from another angle, if you were him, you would probably do this at that time." Thinking about it this way, will it feel better? ”

"Hehe," Qiu Ling asked rhetorically, "is it possible?" If it helps, where does your pain come from? ”

Nie Danwei looked at Qiu Ling's gradually cold eyes, and said solemnly: "No matter what, he is your relative. ”

"Oh." Qiu Ling responded lightly, turned his face away, and let the tears slide. The moisture sparked on the silky pillow, but it couldn't stun the ruthlessness in her eyes.