"I never thought it would be you." Li'er frowned, now that she finally understood what Ismael's point was, he had long seen that something was wrong with Oriyuma, and letting him stay would also allow him to face the truth.

From this moment on, Lil finally understood the danger of the empire, which was to destroy human nature.

Oriyuma got up at a loss, clenched his fists, and his eyes were red: "So crying children have candy, right!" That woman has a son outside waiting for you all to help him, I have nothing, I deserve to die inside?! ”

"None of us feel that way." Lil is not very capable of dealing with women, especially this kind of hysterical woman, she can only pretend to be calm.

In the days of the empire, it was always this woman who took care of her, and now, she has become a mole.

Oriyuma didn't listen at all, immersed in his own world, and said bitterly: "Every day I am terrified, will it be me next, those people will die one after another, I know, soon the one lying there will be me."

Lil: "We've divided you into our own camp from the beginning, and we've shared everything, and it's only a matter of time before peace comes."

"Really? I didn't want to kill anyone, do you know why? Oriyuma saw Li'er shake her head and said sadly: "Ever since you refused me to let me live there alone, I have been thinking that trust is the most useless thing, you say to help me, but you will still give up on me in a pinch."

"I didn't know what the trigger mechanism was, but what if you came here and died, there was a traitor in our room that night and you didn't, did you?" Lil was almost defeated by his bandit-like logic.

Oriyuma moved slightly, leaned against the wall, and whispered: "I understand, you won't feel pain if the knife doesn't stick to you, Brother Chen, you have such a powerful partner as him, what are you afraid of, I don't have anything, I have to plan for myself."

But he didn't know that even without Ismail, Lil wouldn't have done the same thing as him.

"The two people who died the night before, you have to explain it yourself." Li'er only thinks that it is too bad now, and she doesn't want to stay here for half a step.

The moment he turned around, the lonely voice of Oriyuma came from behind him.

"Please don't tell Your Highness." He was pleading, looking panicked.

Li'er was surprised: "Why are you afraid of him?"

Ismail is not bad on the surface, strong and gentle, it should make people want to rely on it, how can it be scary.

Oriyuma seemed to laugh and whispered: "Only to you will be gentle, in the eyes of onlookers, he is like a cheetah ready to go, maybe if one is unhappy, he will tear people into his belly and there will be no bones left."

"So, don't tell him, he's going to leave me behind, I want to get out."

Lil suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when she heard his voice, but she didn't look back, and reached out and pushed open her door.

"Okay."

"Get out of the way!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind blew from the side, brushing past Li'er's ears, and at the same time, a cold touch came from her cheeks, and there was a slight tingling.

With a feminine exclamation, Ismail appeared in front of him like a god.

Lil was stumbled by Ismail, but the other man's hand was still stubbornly wrapped around his shoulder, so when he fell back to the wall by inertia, Ismail became his meat pad.

It happened in the light of the calcium carbide, and Lil only had time to see the bandaged shoulder suddenly stop a centimeter from the wall, and then start to bleed.

Li'er's pupils dilated: "Ismael......"

He wanted to say that the movement should not be so big, and he wanted to pay attention to the wound, but he couldn't say anything after calling his name.

Because Ismail was stubbornly staring at his face, his expression was gloomy, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his whole person looked like ice on a snow-capped mountain in December in winter.

Li'er saw in his pupils the right side of his face, where there was a wound of about three centimeters, and he subconsciously touched it, and his hands were covered with blood.

With the toes of his toes, he could think of what had just happened, and Li'er looked at Oriyuma who was coughing on the ground in shock: "You want to kill me?"

If Ismail hadn't arrived just in time, he might have become a ghost under the knife.

And when he dies, everyone else will be counted as a clearance, and no one will know what happened here.

The wound was not painful, Li'er only felt cold, and he said calmly: "Murder will be punished."

Oriyuma struggled to stand up against the wall, he used ten percent of his strength for the action just now, and Ismael's kick also used ten percent, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood: "I know, but I don't care, I can live one day at a time."

Ismail's voice was cold, like looking at a dead man.

"Li'er says good things to you every day, and you treat him like this?"

Lil understood Ismail's point, he was now his surveillance object after all, and if he died here, it would be worth the loss.

In addition to being a little worried about Ismail's injury, he also felt that the current scene was a bit funny, the simple little girl suddenly became a villain, and the powerful partner suddenly questioned the scumbag's hair small.

"I know you're not a couple, you're pretending to be too clumsy, why are you protecting him so much?" After Oriyuma was dismantled, he simply didn't pretend, and that simple childishness disappeared from his face without a trace, like a wicked person who had been immersed in the underground for many years.

Ismail didn't answer directly, and sneered: "You have no friends, no lovers, no relatives, so you are jealous of everything else, and you think it's seamless when you pretend to be simple, but in fact, you have long been glimpsed into the ugliness under the cracks, what do you think you are?" You're just a botched clown. ”

Murderous and heart-wrenching, Ismail knows what Oriyuma cares about most.

Oriyu's face twisted for a moment, and the voice squeezed out of his throat: "You, how do you know!"

Ismail clenched his dagger tightly and said coldly: "No one will love you for someone as disgusting as you."

I don't know when, the two brothers Atta and Ah Mo, who heard the noise, pushed the door out, and Oriyuma panicked for a moment, and then leaned against the wall pretending to be calm.

But they were all human spirits, and one look at Ismail's offensive and the wound on Lil's face understood what was happening.

Atta's eyes swept over the scattered incense candles under his feet, and the image of an honest man he had been pretending to be was gone, and he gritted his teeth: "Stinky boy, what the hell do you want me to die?"

Lil couldn't quite associate this rough man with Atta, who was cowering a few days ago, Ismael swept over the ribcage that was slightly sunken by Oriyuma, and his depressed mood improved a little, and he leaned over and whispered, "People, they are all natural pretenders."

Lil's ears itched from his whispering, and she said worriedly, "Your shoulders seem to be cracked again."

"Then I'll have to trouble Miss Mermaid to tie it up again for me." Ismail's knuckles touched the side of Lil's face and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

“…… It doesn't hurt. ”