Different time and space, the same time,

The dust-free room, full of luxury, floor-to-ceiling windows cast another beautiful night scene, and the table lamp with crystal hanging on the table slowly radiates a little light

The wooden steps full of ancient style are decorated with crystals on the edges of each floor, and the crystals are wrapped with a little gold wire.

The silver door, do not feel too public, but have a touch of luxury, such decoration does not feel like a local tyrant but feels elegant, the light is invested, the door is scattered with the color of the moonlight,

The four men opened the door with force, and the entrance was a girl, and four rough men who looked like bodyguards,

The little girl lowered her head and couldn't see her face clearly, oh my God, what kind of people were beside her, although there were scars on her face, but she didn't feel anything under the background of the small part of her chest that was exposed, and the dense wounds made it unbearable to look at directly

The girl didn't look up until she stepped on the patterned blanket in the center of the hall, her hands raised casually but she could hold a pair of white hands steadily, and the four bodyguards retreated in unison

"Mom Zhang?" the little girl's crisp voice sounded

"Miss," replied the young man who was holding his hand respectfully,

She looks less than 30, and Zhang's mother's title is indeed a bit old, with short hair, a harmless smile, and a cheongsam wrapped tightly around her

The little girl raised her head, and an incomparably beautiful face was exposed to the air, as if this face couldn't help but be ashamed of herself, and a green casual dress could set off her fair skin even more beautifully

The fly in the ointment, the girl's pupils have no color, it turns out that she can't see it, God is fair, give him a beautiful face but reward her with endless darkness, maybe it is God who is jealous of her beauty and puts a black cloth in front of her eyes, she is only a teenager! She has been in the dark world for more than ten years!

"Miss, please come with me"

"Well, let's go"

????? Changed the scene?????

The design of the door is somewhat similar to the door of the royal mansion in ancient times

"Master, can I come in?" the little girl asked cautiously as she knocked on the door

"Come in," a magnetic voice rang out

There was a message from inside the door

"Xiaoqi, come here"

"Yes" The little girl walked over, it turned out that her name was Qiah, and although there was no light, she still found the man's place

"Xiaoqi, do you ,,, believe the master?" the man's voice seemed to hesitate

"Master, is there something wrong?" the little girl hurriedly looked up, but still couldn't catch the presence of light

"That's it, take this!" said the man, as if by magic, he took something out of nowhere and shoved it into the little girl's hand

Because of the defect of her eyes, her hand rubbed the thing wildly,

"Huh~Compass?" is a compass but not like a compass

"You can go and jump off the cliff tomorrow with it," the man's voice was a little tired, and the voice became quieter and quieter

"For ,,,"

"I'll let Mama Zhang take you to the cliff, go back," the man's voice was a little lacking in strength

",,,"

"This is an order" deterrent voice, this is the usual spirit of a man

The little girl reluctantly exited the room,

Zhang's mother, who had been guarding the door outside the door, helped the little girl to leave again, her body stiffened, and her eyes looked at it, it was actually a compass-like thing, it was a round copper one, and there was also a spoon on it, and the spoon could also move, and now the little girl was holding it in another hand, and there was an electronic watch-like thing on it

late at night

A figure pushed the door open again,

"You're still here!" the man's voice came, with a slight smile hidden

"You let her jump off the cliff, can I not come?" This was Zhang's mother's voice, a little angry

"I'm ,,, sorry I didn't talk to you," the man's voice was full of apologies

Without warning, Zhang's mother's hand unbuttoned the buttons on her chest and the master's clothes one by one, the two sets of clothes fell to the ground together, and the two entangled figures were like glue at the end of the month, only to hear a stabbing sound, this time it was not the clothes but a dough, it was Zhang's mother's, beautiful facial features, with a slight smile in her eyes, and she was thrown to the ground flutteringly

"Hehe" A female voice sounded, but this voice was neither Mama Zhang nor the little girl