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I felt unspeakable pain, and the smell of blood that was gradually rising.

The life that burned from the depths of the body was like a flame, slowly becoming smaller, and the limbs felt extremely cold, and gradually lost strength, and it was impossible to move a finger.

"・・・・・I'm sorry, President!"

Qian Yi held the handle of the knife in his hand, looked at Rong Manle's gradually pale face, and said helplessly.

Although he can't see his expression clearly in the dark, is he smiling?Or is he looking cold, staring at himself expressionlessly?Through the picture of the future, his own attitude to the swing will change・・・・・

The vision blurred, eventually melting into the darkness.

It was as if I had fallen into a very cold pool, and my whole body seemed to be frozen.

It's uncomfortable...

It's scary...

I feel the life going by...

What if you get used to the constant death and can you adapt?

No, it's impossible.

Death is a horror of human roots that cannot be accustomed.

Infinite suffering is infinite hell and nothing else.

Gradually, it sank deeper and deeper into darkness.

Then, Rong Manle suddenly woke up, the nightgown on his body had been soaked with sweat, his pale face was not bloody, and his burgundy eyes looked a little helpless.

For a long time, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a self-deprecating smile-

"It's been a long time since I've died at his hands..."

It was as if she wanted to recall the dream she had just had, but the fragmented dream made it difficult for her to grasp it, and she could only connect with a little trace of it.

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Rong Manle sat up and found himself on the sofa in the living room.

There is half-drunk coffee on the table, and there is a window of space that is still open. It seems to be asleep in the middle of work, and the clock is pointing to one o'clock in the morning.

Looking at one of the windows of the space, it seemed that there was a call just now, and it was not long ago.

"Oops・・・・・ Seeing the name of the caller ID, Rong Manle couldn't help but show a wry smile.

But then I didn't hesitate to call back.

"Sorry to bother you so late!" It didn't take long for the phone to connect, showing a hearty smile on his face.

"No, don't take it personally, what's the matter?"

"It's really a noble person who forgets things, it's the matter that you asked me to find out if there are any strangers entering [Huayan]!"

"It's really a swing, it's only been two days!"

For Rong Manle's praise, Swing Yi followed with a shy look: "It's nothing, this is something that the president asks, it's a trivial matter!"

"But, it's almost time to keep your distance from me!" The smile on the corner of Rong Manle's mouth narrowed a little, and he picked up the cold coffee on the table and took a sip.

"Oh, what does this mean?" Swing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, his brown hair fluttering in the wind, judging from the scene displayed around him, it should be in a deep alley in the capital of [Huayan].

There are three halls under the Yuanmai Inquisition, and the Shadow Guard Hall to which Swing Yi belongs is a group of people whose identities are kept secret and hidden in the shadows, whose mission is to collect intelligence and assassinate some betrayers, which belongs to the existence of the light.

And the student union are two completely independent departments, not under the control of each other, and Rong Manle's matter is a private matter, once exposed, not only Rong Manle, even Swing Yi will be severely punished by the Broken Military Academy!

"There should be a contact with you above, so that you try not to get involved in my affairs!"

Swing Yi's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he waved his right hand and said: "The president also knows that I am an existence that cannot see the light, and now, this little thing is nothing!"

"I see, then thank you for your righteousness..." Rong Manle lifted Erlang's legs and took a sip of cold coffee again: "So, what's the situation?"

Hearing Rong Manle's question, the smile on Swing Yi's face also retracted, and he looked a little serious: "Do you really have to do this?

Rong Manle didn't speak, but his eyes gradually became cold.

"Well, everything is as you expected, some unidentified people do appear..."

"That's enough!" Without waiting for Swing Yi to finish speaking, Rong Manle directly closed the space window.

For what Swing Yi said, Rong Manle would not be so stupid as to take all the orders, this guy is very cunning, and they all said that Lin Luo, the newly transferred prince of the Rainbow Heaven Empire, was a pretender, but in her opinion, Swing Yi didn't know how much more than Lin Luo in this aspect!

What's more, Swing Yi is an eight-sided person who can have a relationship with anyone, and even rumored to have an ulterior secret with the student president of Greedy Wolf Academy [Fang].

"Well, forget it... Anyway, the real opponent is somewhere else!"

Now, on the contrary, nothing is so important to Rong Manle, and he is still a little close...

Everything is ready, everything is ready, and the net of heaven and earth has been launched!

Next, all you need to do is...

When the time comes-

・・・・・・

On the other hand, in a dark alley.

Swing Yi stood still and didn't move, the corners of his mouth hooked up a helpless smile, at this time he was wearing a black tights, if you look closely, he is holding a scimitar in his left hand, and there is a little blood on his clothes!

Not far behind him, there were several corpses lying on their backs, each with a deep knife mark on their chest!

"Qianyi, what did she say?" A majestic figure appeared behind Qianyi, and with the appearance of this figure, figures wearing black tights appeared one after another in the places where they could stand on both sides of the alley, with a cold expression, a solemn gaze, and a scimitar in hand.

One of the three halls - the Shadow Guard Hall!

"What else can you say?

The middle-aged man sighed: "This child has been carried away by hatred, and she can't be persuaded anymore, and the death of her mother Qiu Miaoling has made her not trust anyone..."

"But if this continues, she'll die! President, you're hers..."

It turned out that this middle-aged man was the president of the Yuanmai Trial Court, Qiu Yanbin!

Qiu Yanbin waved his hand and said: "So we can only do this, cut all Rong Manle's wings into pieces, let her lose all hope, when she is alone, she can't turn over much wind and waves, rather than let her die, it is better to let her die from now on!"

"I'd rather be a walking dead than let her lie on a cold bed in the morgue!"

"Let's go, there are still seven locations to smash all the nets she has arranged!"

"Yes, President!"

In an instant, everyone disappeared cleanly, and the breath of slaughter disappeared from the alley cleanly and silently.

・・・・・・

In a villa, it should be brightly lit, but now it is dark, like a haunted house, which makes people afraid to approach and shudder.

A pair of golden eyes lit up in the darkness, and an unquestionable voice spread everywhere: "For the sake of our great plan, Rong Manle can't participate in the [Miracle of Heaven], she must die!"

"Yes, the two lore have been arranged, and she will definitely die!"

"Let's go!"

"Yes, my king!"

・・・・・・

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )