Chapter 41: The Wheel of History
Art opened her eyes and was stunned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
She was now standing in a resting gazebo, built on the edge of a cliff at the top of a mountain, with no support below, dangling in the air, only the place behind her that had just entered, connecting the small gazebo. And the place where she came in behind her, at this time, was still a hard stone wall.
Yate stood at the edge of the pavilion, as if he was in the sky, looking down, in the continuous circle of mountains, is actually a huge sinkhole with a radius of dozens of kilometers, the inside of the sinkhole is pitch black, as if a black hole hidden in the vast world, will swallow everything into it.
For some reason, when overlooking the bottomless sinkhole, there was a fear in my heart, as if under the pitch-black abyss, there were many terrible ghosts, which might come out and pull her down at any time.
"You're coming along, my concubine. Chestnut's voice came from behind him, and Arte's heart tightened, and he didn't know when Chestnut was standing behind him quietly, his expression was cold, and with a slight anger, he said, "Oh, no, I should say my dear princess Arte!"
The light in Yate's eyes dimmed instantly, she glared at Li Ying, and said coldly, "It turns out that you already know my identity. ”
Li Zhen smiled, "I knew it from the time you came to me, and I was very surprised when you said that your name was Art, and you didn't even change your name, did you think you could fool me?"
Arte bit her lip lightly, frowned lightly, with anger, and looked cute, "This name is the only memorial that my father gave me, and I won't change it even if I die." If you already know who I am, why don't you kill me?"
"What do you say?" Li Zhen admired Yate, from head to toe, her eyes swept over every part of her body like a wolf little by little, and said: "A beautiful woman like you is automatically sent to the door, wouldn't it be a pity to kill it, all these years, why have I spoiled you so much, don't you doubt it at all? I just like to see your helpless appearance of being with the enemy every day but unable to kill the enemy, haha......"
There was a hint of blush on Art's face, but it was more anger, she didn't expect that her sacrifice was just the other party's wanton play. Looking at Ath, whose eyes were already red from holding back tears, Li Zhen said, "Since you have the ability to come here, if I am not mistaken, you have already seen that monster, if he hadn't told you the secret of the Wind Cave, I think you would have always wanted to come to this place, right, dear princess." ”
Art turned his head, unwilling to face the mocking expression on Chestnut's face, in his eyes, he was just a plaything for catharsis, over the years, he had more than the satisfaction of desire in himself, and the feeling of playing with his opponent. Yat bit her lip tightly and didn't speak.
"Speaking of which, that monster is terrifying, you should know his identity, right?" Kurip admired Ath's resentful but helpless feeling, especially when she revealed her identity, and her desperate and uncomfortable expression when her long-term plan suddenly failed. "And you seem to have been obsessed with someone all along, who is this person?"
Art was still biting her lip, her eyes looking into the distance from time to time, and in short, she had been avoiding Chestnut's wolf-like gaze.
"If you don't say it, then I guess it's better not to change your expression in any way, otherwise, it will betray you." Li Zhen teased her and said, "When you heard that Ye Ling Xin appeared, there was an electric shock trembling all over your body, although you covered it up well, but I am not a fool, you say, is it him?"
Yat snorted coldly and said coldly: "Do you think that all women in the world will like him, heh, I just thought that your end has come, and my heart is happy." ”
"That's right. Li Zhen patted his head and said, "I'm still worried about you, after all, Ye Lingxin has long pretended to be the person he loves in his heart, since it's not him, then who is it?" He suddenly glared at Yate, his eyes were like torches, and he asked in a heavy voice: "You're not happy because I'm afraid of Ye Lingxin at all, you're happy because that guy will finally appear, right?"
"What?" Art was a little alarmed, she suddenly stared at Chestnut, and immediately moved away, as if she had been told what she was talking about.
Li Zhen smiled triumphantly, but immediately changed his face and became angry, he leaned in to Art, and said in her ear, "I really didn't expect that you actually knew him, and there was such a relationship. I now know why that monster trapped him in the Wind Cave and 'sent' you into my arms, but it also let you know a part of his deeds, it turned out that it was all a conspiracy, and we were all tricked. As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and tore at Atte's long skirt, tearing a long gash with a loud tear, revealing her smooth white back.
Aat was taken aback, and hurriedly dodged away, and the skirt of the hem of her skirt became flexible like a snake, and stretched out from all directions. Li Zhen smiled coldly, her hands shook, and the strong wind instantly blew all the skirts upward, revealing her two pairs of slender legs, all the way to the root of her thighs, almost ****.
Suddenly, all power was invisible. The skirt slowly floated down, wrapping Astra's legs tightly. Li Zhen coldly took a few steps back, almost falling into the abyss. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked around in horror, and then he saw the white-clad man floating in front of him, just above the center of the huge sinkhole.
A strong wind blew, blowing his white robe, making a "grin" sound. He seemed to be the embodiment of white, his whole body was a dazzling white, even his hair was shining silver-white, and in his hand, he held a white death scythe, floating in the air, like a white ghost, or a god of death in white clothes.
His voice was slightly clear and magnetic, "I remember I said that if I saw you in this place again, I would never let you leave alive, did you forget?"
Before she could reply, she threw herself down to the edge of the pavilion and cried out, "Kill the Heavens, I've finally found you." There was tearing sadness in her voice, and there was some excitement in her voice.
The man floated over slowly, stopped at the edge of the gazebo, looked at Art carefully, from head to toe, slowly, as if admiring a work of art, and then, he asked softly, "Who are you?"