The woman carried a golden short sword and slowly approached the middle-aged man, she had blocked all his retreats, she didn't have to worry about him escaping. She stopped in front of him, pulled up her sleeves and looked down at her left arm, a silver arrow-like mark looming on the inside of it.

"You can't escape, wherever you hide, we'll find you," the middle-aged man said with despair and resentment, "You won't be forgiven......"

"I don't want your forgiveness. A cold smile appeared on the woman's beautiful face, and she waved the short sword in her hand, and the golden blade stabbed into the middle-aged man's forehead fiercely, nailing it to the wall behind her.

The middle-aged man's body twitched, as if something was struggling inside, and then he rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to hisse silently.

The woman pressed him hard until the place where the dagger had pierced began to glow white, and then the eyes, the mouth, and a pair of huge white wings suddenly stretched out from behind the middle-aged man, the size of a windmill blade. For a moment, it was as if a large light bulb of several hundred watts was lit up in the dark alley, and the dazzling white light made people unable to open their eyes.

However, it was only for a moment, and then the light disappeared, and the dark alley returned to darkness. In the thick night, the green smoke formed by the wings curled away, and the middle-aged man's body collapsed like a wilted skin.

The woman held the heavy body and made him sit down against the wall. The middle-aged man looked a little haggard, but only a little haggard, the golden dagger did not cause him any harm, he frowned, immersed in his sleep.

The woman didn't pay any attention to the middle-aged man, she carefully examined the silver arrow on her arm, and suddenly lifted the golden short sword in her right hand and stabbed it into her arm.

Silver liquid trickled down the blade, a look of pain on her beautiful face, but she gritted her teeth and stirred the dagger in her wound. The silver arrows on his arms flickered and dimmed as the blades flickered, but they never disappeared.

Finally the woman gave up, leaning weakly against the corner, her forehead dripping with cold sweat.

At this time, the music alarm of the mobile phone came from the woman's pocket. "If Love Has Providence", the lingering violin sound echoes in the dark alley. The woman frowned, her wet forehead pressed against the cold wall, she knew who was calling, but she didn't want to answer it now.

However, the caller didn't seem to mean to hang up.

She chuckled helplessly, took out her phone, and answered the call: "Hey?"

She heard the man's voice, the expression on her face softened, and then she said softly, "I'm busy. He hung up.

It was the first time she hung up on him, and she thought he must be annoyed, no, he was never annoyed with her, and he was, probably, not very happy.

But she didn't have a choice, she had already been flagged, and she couldn't get back to him until the matter was settled.

But she'll be fine, he just needs to be a little more patient and wait for her.

She put away her phone, bent down and put her hand on the middle-aged man's forehead, and said softly: "Think about your past, always remember those good things, and then go and apologize to her and ask for her forgiveness." Remember, you swore to love her well until death separates you. A faint glow of fluorescence sank into the man's forehead, and his frowning brow furrowed.

Then the woman pulled up the hood of the white sweatshirt and quickly disappeared into the night.

*

Gao Qian felt a little thirsty, he picked up the energy drink on the bedside table, and casually flipped the pages of the book in his hand to a certain page.

Contrary to the previous boring recipe description, there is an illustration on this page, even though it looks clumsy.

The picture-in-picture shows a handsome man dressed as a medieval prince sitting at a round table, and a witch with a pointed hat brings a bowl of decoction from a cauldron and hands it to the prince with a sly face.

On the page on the right, there are several large characters that stand out: Ecstasy Soup.

Gao Qian couldn't help but laugh again: "Heh, there are really people who believe in this kind of thing?"

He glanced at the recipe: angelica, rabbit's foot, mandala, sage, rue, dragon's blood, nitrite......

Gao Qian continued to sweep down, and saw a small note below, it turned out that the dragon's blood is the blood of the lizard, and geckos can be replaced without lizards......

"That prince has to be blind to drink this disgusting thing?" Gao Qian sneered, bringing the straw to his mouth, the taste of the drink was not very good, but Xiao Qian said that although this energy drink was not very good, it was very replenishing.

The following picture is a detailed explanation of how to deal with rabbit's feet. The rabbit in the picture is tied with duct tape around its limbs, and an axe is suspended above the rabbit. The note below says that knocking the rabbit out beforehand will make the whole thing a little easier, and states that the truncated rabbit's foot must be larger than five centimeters......

Gao Qian stared at the tape tied with rabbit's feet in the picture, and suddenly he couldn't drink the drink in his hand.

He took a closer look at the function of the Ecstasy Soup again, and found that it was just a combination potion, and it could not produce any magical effects when taken alone, but when combined with spells, it would produce all kinds of miraculous effects, such as love spells, and then dementor spells, making the user a slave of the caster.

"No......" Gao Qian stared at the lilac drink bottle in his hand, and then looked at the big words of ecstasy soup on the page, and suddenly threw the drink bottle out suddenly.

The plastic bottles rolled on the carpet a few times, and the lilac liquid spilled off the beige carpet to form a strange pattern of human faces. The sound of the shower next door suddenly stopped, and Gao Qian's muscles tensed, and he held his breath and listened to the movement on the other side.

He heard Gui Xiaoqian shuffling out of the shower, her breathing was steady, her heart was beating slowly, he heard her unfold the bath towel and wrap her body, and then the sound of the electric hair dryer, his clenched fists loosened, maybe it was just that he was suspicious?

Maybe the silver cloth tape is just a coincidence, the black rubber mat in the bathroom...... And too, and that smell of death...... Gao Qian felt that he couldn't fool himself.

He opened the door lightly and walked out, remembering that the kitchen was on the other side of the living room, and he glanced back at the bathroom.

The glass door of the bathroom is frosted glass, and a delicate figure can be vaguely seen standing on the other side, he saw Xiao Qian shaking her hair under the hot wind of the electric hair dryer, her bath towel was white, and her skin was tinged with a faint pink, and then she snorted softly, and the bath towel wrapped around her body fell......

Gao Qian turned around and touched the kitchen, he didn't turn on the light, in fact, for him now, the light or anything is not necessary.

He opened the refrigerator, and the cold room below was as empty as a sample machine from a store, with a faint smell of plastic casing. It seems that Xiaoqian said that she can't cook is true. Then he opened the freezer above, where he froze.

A black-and-white long-haired rabbit lay stiff at the bottom of the freezer, its dark purple rabbit eyes staring at him lifelessly. The limbs of the rabbit were bound with silver tape, and the place where the four rabbit's feet were originally was now exposed was now exposed to the white leg bones...... There were also several plastic lunch boxes on the shelves on the side, Gao Qian stretched out his hand and opened one of them, a pile of red, green, and green things boiled liquid, frozen into an ice lump at the moment, he vaguely identified the gecko tail inside, and a wave of nausea welled up in his stomach. He didn't want to look at what was in the remaining boxes.

Gao Qian slammed the refrigerator door shut.

Witch, he took a deep breath, Gui Xiaoqian is a witch! This delicate and soft, always tearful poor girl turned out to be a witch who can chop rabbit's feet and boil potions!

Gao Qian felt that he had protected her so "heroically" before, it was a joke, a witch who could boil ecstasy soup needed his protection? Since she was a witch, it meant that she was also a child of demon blood, and he was not even an official scavenger......

Gao Qian strode into the living room, the electric hair dryer in the bathroom was still going on, the bath towels were piled at her feet, she was humming a tune easily, shaking her hair and shaking her body.

Gao Qian finally stared at the woman coldly, opened the door and walked out.