Xing Han glanced in the rearview mirror, and the black sedan seemed to be followed by a truck, and turned left at the last intersection: "Uncle Daryl, can you tell me why?"

"Because it's an agreement with someone. Uncle Darryl put his hand out the window and shook off his cigarette.

"Murben Hafey?"

"It's not her, it's my previous wife, and her name is Hillu. Uncle Daryl glanced at Rose in the mirror and said, "She's about the same as this child, she doesn't usually like to talk, we are all ordinary people, and we make a living from that ranch." ”

Xing Han saw a trace of longing in Uncle Daryl's eyes, and the memories of his former lover could only slowly fade into naught with the years.

"Speaking of which, this is your home, isn't it?" Unconsciously, Uncle Darryl suddenly slowed down and pointed to the villa with the lights on on the side.

"Well, that's it, uncle, go back quickly, it's not too early. Xinghan pushed the car door, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and at this moment, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the bandage wrapped around Daryl's left arm, because he wore denim clothes all day and did not often show the area below the wrist, "This is ......"

"Oh, this is left over from when I was young, it's a very serious burn, it's better not to look at it~" Uncle Darryl shook his left arm very casually, and through the sleeve of his pajamas, he could see that the bandage seemed to be wrapped deep in the place.

Seeing Uncle Lier drive away, Xing Han turned around and walked towards the villa gate.

"Xing Han, how is it, is there any news of Lystia?" The time was already close to ten o'clock, and Bing Tong was the only one in the living room who was still dragging the floor hard, and after seeing Xing Han come back, he put down the mop in his hand and hurriedly asked.

"No, anyway, let's recover some energy first, everyone is tired, have a good night's rest, if you haven't found Listia before tomorrow's game, I have to ask Shulex to help." Xing Han yawned, his body had not yet eased after fighting with the precipitator, and he was really going to collapse if he didn't rest.

"Good night, Xinghan......" Rose squinted into the room, poked her head out and whispered, before hiding in the room again.

Xing Han and Fei'er glanced at each other, and the work of the ice pupil was almost complete, and they could finally enter a state of full hibernation.

"Hu ......" It's been a long time since I've been lying in bed like this, and after exhaustion, the bed is the best destination. For some reason, the sleepiness just now suddenly disappeared at this moment, Xing Han turned his head to look at Fei'er beside him, she hadn't spoken to herself at such a time for a long time, and she didn't even face her sleeping position anymore.

"Did I ignore her too much......" Xing Han propped his head with his hands, recalling that since the Shattered Blade incident had subsided, he had been very indifferent to Fei'er, and he had very few opportunities to contact her.

"No, my brother is doing a good job~"

"What, Fei'er, you're not asleep. After hearing Fei'er's voice, Xing Han lay down with confidence.

Fei'er whispered, "Brother, as long as he continues like this." ”

"Is Fei'er angry with me?"

"No, I'm already very happy to be with my brother like this. Fei'er still didn't turn her head, those magical eyes really hadn't seen them for a long time.

"Really, that's good......" Xing Han let out a sigh, it seemed that he was indeed thinking too much.

At this time, Fei'er sat up slowly, the moonlight sprinkled on her long silver hair was beautiful, her small mouth opened lightly, and said, "Brother, Fei'er is already a magician, have you noticed?"

"Well, I've noticed since that day that Fei'er's magic tricks are much more powerful, and they can be activated even if they don't need to be expanded, which is the reason for the two magic books of Vilie and Sidon, right?"

"Fei'er has learned all the techniques of the two magic books, although it can't be compared with Lan......" Fei'er paused for a moment, not knowing what to say, and had the impression that Lan had been away from here for nearly half a year.

"What is that guy Lan doing?" Xing Han asked softly.

Fei'er didn't speak, just turned around and rode onto Xing Han's body, stroked her lips with her fingers and said, "Brother, do you want Fei'er?"

"Hey, Fei'er, what's wrong with you today, you can't really be angry with me, right?" Xing Han hurriedly got up and stepped back, leaning against the wall to give himself some sense of security.

"Stupid brother, sleep......" Fei'er didn't mean to answer her question at all, and threw herself on the pillow.

Xing Han seems to regret it a little, how can he say that Fei'er is not his own sister, it's not impossible to do such a thing, what are you thinking?!

"Fei'er, I'm ......"

“...... I like my brother the most~"

Xing Han felt a burst of relief for a moment, and could faintly hear Fei'er's slight laughter, it seemed that she had not made any changes, but she was becoming more and more hesitant.

Fei'er seemed to remember something, turned her head, smothered her head into Xing Han's chest, and said softly: "Good night~"

......

The next day, the sky was overcast, but there was no sign of rain falling, if this was the case, it seemed that the game would continue, and the team without Lystia really didn't know what kind of combat power it would have.

"Xinghan, good morning......" Rose swayed out of the room lazily, glanced at the weather outside, and said, "It's also cloudy today......

The clock in the living room shows ten o'clock, and the game hasn't started yet, so if you want to know how Lystia disappeared, you'll have to go back to the popular arena again.

"There is still half an hour left in the game, Fei'er and the others will go first, and we can start after a while. Xinghan stood on the balcony, looking up at the oppressive sky, and the rain was hard to guess when the rain would fall.

Twenty minutes later, Star Chill and Rose arrived at the arena in a hazy weather, where popularity seemed to be unaffected by the weather, but all that people overlooked was that Lilicia's team was missing a person.

"Why can the game still start?" Xing Han glanced at the commentary seat in confusion, and the referee was not too surprised, just kept looking at his watch, expecting the start time of the game.

"Xing Han, look at ......" Rose's little hand suddenly pointed behind her, Xing Han looked back, and in the audience on the second floor, there was a woman with an expressionless face!

"Why is she here...... Xinghan gritted his teeth and ran to the audience on the second floor, and it was three minutes before the game began.

Just as the two of them quickly moved to the second floor, the position near the guardrail was empty!

"The Witch of the Black King. ”

......

In the dark space, you can only touch one cold railing after another, your feet are very damp, you can hear the movement of rats from time to time, and there is an oil lamp hanging in the distance, the light is very weak, and it barely illuminates anything.

"Squeak-"

The door opened somewhere, and Lystia followed the sound in the direction of the oil lamp, and a figure was reflected on the wall, a middle-aged man.

"Lystia, I'm sorry, I can't let you out just yet. ”

Listia didn't speak, her throat seemed to be choked by something, and although she had never seen it, it was supposed to be magic. I can still predict the man's words and actions, and nothing unfavorable to me has happened.

The hands were cuffed behind him with a thick leather belt, and there was no gap between the two arms, and the other end of the thick belt was attached to the wall with an iron chain.

A short time later, the man suddenly unlocked the cage and sat down beside Lystia with a plate of food, motioning for her to open her mouth and gently shove a piece of bread into her small mouth.

"Ahem, ahem......"

The man quickly picked up the kettle hanging from his waist and poured it into Lystia's mouth attentively, reassuring when he saw a soothing expression on her face.

In about five minutes, the man fed Listia all the food he had brought, enough to keep her going for more than three days.

"For ...... Miscellaneous...... ......The man was a little surprised, but he didn't look back at her for a long time, and under the faint reflection of the oil lamp, he could vaguely see the tears slowly leaving in the corners of his eyes.

Lystia's eyes suddenly became misty, her head was blank, and her body began to move heavily, and then she realized that she had been given sleeping pills by a man in what she had just eaten, but the dosage was not excessive, she just didn't want to make herself feel pain.

"Lystia, it's time to end, forgive me......" The man carried Lystia to the bed, untied her hands, and let her sleep well.

The oil lamp suddenly blew out, and the man glanced at Listia, who was locked in the cage, through the light seeping in from the outside, and forced himself to close the door and leave.

......

"Erica, are you free?" said Evanillo, dangling from the table in a beautiful princess dress, as if seeking Erica's opinion.

"Do you want my opinion...... Well, it's beautiful, but it feels like there's something missing. Erica withdrew her gaze from the computer screen and rubbed her chin to look at Evonelo in front of her.

"Hmph, it's very ordinary, I don't see anything special at all. Vlad on the couch sneered.

Yvonelo glared at him fiercely, and looked back at Erica who was walking slowly with expectant eyes: "How is it?"

Erica didn't stop in front of Evonelo, but walked over to the coffee table and looked at the snacks on the table, and Vlad glanced at Erica with some wariness, as if he was going to attack him at any moment.

Erica bent down to pick up a lollipop, tore open the package, and stuffed it into Evonelo's mouth, "yes, nice." ”

"Hah, Erica!!" Evinelo was furious, grabbing Erica by the collar.

At this time, a young girl slowly walked from the door, flicked her white ponytail and pointed at Evonelo, and said, "Evonelo, get ready to go on a mission, Erica, add something that can be used to her clothes, I should have taught you, right?"

Erica nodded, "R, what mission is Evanillo going on?"

R smiled lightly: "Go to a high-level prom and assassinate a Wurmt." ”