Night, slightly cool. There were only a few stars, and the gray sky seemed to be covered with dark clouds, and the clouds were ominous.

It's like someone's state of mind, so dark and unclear.

Not for anything else, just because the snow white that stopped in her heart a moment ago was fleeting and completely gone. It's like a cup of loess in the desert, when the wind blows, you can't find a trace anymore.

"I would like to give up the prosperity of this world for you, and paint the ground as a prison. Would you like to let go of the picturesque country at my fingertips for me, and allow me to paint my eyebrows with makeup and ten miles of red makeup? A moment ago, she made up her mind to give up everything, just to accompany him incognito and live a life of seclusion.

The man didn't answer directly, but looked at her for a long time with complicated eyes, and the struggle and pain in the depths of his eyes were not noticed by the night.

After another half-ring, the man closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them again, with a cold light in his eyes. "Catch it, life or death." Raising his hand slightly, the man's tone was indifferent as if he were talking about the weather.

Life or death! It's just four short words, but it hurt her all over her body, as if she was beaten into purgatory.

Under that man's command, more than a hundred ghost-faced and fanged black figures flashed cold weapons and swarmed in.

Between the swords and blood, those elite groups that had been screened out fought hard, vowing to capture and even kill the rebellious woman.

In the terrible screams, those ghost-faced people who had been trained in inhuman purgatory fell in pools of blood one after another, and after inspection, they were all killed by one move. Or in the center of the eyebrows, or between the throat, there is a small opening, if you don't look closely, you will never find it.

Then there is the direct strangulation of the neck, and the blood gushes out, adding a touch of bloody beauty to the dark night.

The woman stood in a pool of blood, her body stained with the blood of others. From a distance, it looks like a blood rose watered by blood, and it is actually a kind of bloodthirsty bewitching beauty.

Under the tulle, her smile is beautiful and charming, like a poppy, knowing that it is poisonous, but it still makes people want to get closer, and even can't stop.

She pointed with her hand, and her voice was like a spring breeze, soft and pleasant. "Let's do it." Only three words, like the four words of the man, said so carelessly. If the person seemed to be talking about the weather, she was like enjoying the view.

The man sighed lightly and said regretfully, "Why are you doing this? After a pause, he seemed to be persuading, "Actually, you don't have to be like this, as long as you go back and admit your mistake, I believe he will forgive ......"

"Not necessarily! Life and death are fate, since I have decided to leave, I am willing to bear the big price. Cut off his words, she said it categorically.

What about status honor? What about the admiration of all people? In the eyes of outsiders, it is fortunate that one person is below ten thousand people.

But to her, it was a cage without boundaries, and it was the most luxurious and high-end golden cage.

And she's just a canary in captivity. What is there to be thankful for?

It doesn't matter, the most important thing is that the cage is impregnable. Because the person who created this cage is extremely powerful, and there is no room for a grain of sand in his eyes, let alone betrayal.

From the moment she made up her mind to break away, she was prepared for the worst.