Ye Sang stretched out his arm, grabbed the wine jar, and sat down on the ground, slapping open the wine seal without any effort.

In the Shura Field just now, she was completely affected by the memory of the original owner, and she had several heartaches, and she couldn't control it at all.

She closed her eyes and relaxed.

When he opened it again, the momentum of his whole body was a little colder, and his face returned to the appearance of no sadness and no joy, rejecting people.

In her previous life, although she was a lone wolf in the killer organization that frightened the world, who was born with a cold heart?

It's just that you can bear it, but what if you can't bear it? Who is it for? Who cares?

After that, she slowly hid her emotions, and over time, she was imprisoned.

Fortunately, there is no lone wolf in this world, but he is just an orphan who can't look back on the past, a murderous weapon without emotion.

No, no, it doesn't matter.

In the future, she is just the youngest daughter of the night family.

Ye Sangli lifted the wine jar and poured it into his mouth fiercely, which was a farewell to the unbearable past.

The moment the wine entered her throat, her internal organs were burned and churned, and she couldn't help frowning.

Everyone in the world says that wine is a good thing, and there are often eight or nine things that are unsatisfactory in life, and they use wine to eliminate their sorrows and live to ninety-nine.

It's a liar.

But with such a mouthful, Ye Sangli's cold eyes full of ice slag became blurred.

As if she wanted to vent something in a hurry, she choked and poured several mouthfuls indiscriminately.

After coughing for a while, he finally stopped, and the person was a little unstable, and his body involuntarily fell slowly to the left.

Ye Sangli struggled to prop himself up, shook his head, tried to shake something, but seemed to be even more dizzy......

I couldn't help but beat my head with my left hand and blinked hard.

I found that I couldn't see clearly......

She snorted in a flank, wrapped her left arm around her knee, and rested her head in the circle around her left elbow.

It just so happened to be supported.

Ye Sang's thin body shrunk into a small ball, although the person was already dizzy, the slender five fingers of his right hand were still clasped at the mouth of the altar, and he looked at a certain place blankly.

After being stunned for a while, he suddenly became more energetic as if he had changed people, and began to mumble in his mouth.

"Blind Heart...... Blind bastard, go and ...... with you Your white lotus flowers are sneering at each other...... Lao Tzu disdainful. ”

Ye Sangli muttered as she touched her left hand to the side, her fingers suddenly tingled, and she squinted, trying to see what she had been cut.

Like a small dagger.

Without saying a word, he took it directly, threw it in the direction he was looking at in a daze just now, and shouted in his mouth: "Go you, give Lao Tzu a ...... death"

"Slap ......" I don't know what to say.

She withdrew her fingers and looked at them closely, the blood was already on her hands.

She brought her severed finger to her mouth to suck the blood, and continued to mumble in her mouth.

"What do you love, Lao Tzu...... No longer waiting...... Phew. ”

After spitting a mouthful of blood onto the ground, Ye Sangli stretched his fingers to his eyes again, trying to focus his gaze and see the blood flow down his fingers like veins to his palm.

She muttered a little trouble, and raised her right hand to the jar, but this time she didn't swallow.

Instead, he puffed out his cheeks and swallowed the wine, turned his head and squirted violently at the cut finger.

Then an inaudible voice sounded: "Still...... Somewhat...... It hurts. ”

But she flicked her finger and didn't care.

Straightening her head again in a daze, she suddenly blinked vigorously as if she had seen something, and a smile broke out on her lips.

"Father's ......"

Father! It's better to be a father, she raised the altar high and moved forward, respecting her father!

Then I poured another sip myself.

However, I couldn't control the strength well, and the movement was too big for a while, and in addition to the wine that was poured into my mouth, some of it went into my nose.

"Uh...... Ahem......"

The sudden pouring of wine into her nose choked her to tears.

She didn't care so much, she wiped her face indiscriminately, and she couldn't see the weird appearance that she had inadvertently wiped her face as if she had drawn a blood talisman.

Ye Sangli looked forward with a reverent expression, a hint of disbelief on his face.

"Father, you can really ...... Call your father...... Father?"

After speaking, he frowned: "I just had ...... With a father, it's gone! It's gone again...... Father...... Belch! ”

Ye Sangli suddenly seemed to be a different person, with a handful of snot and tears.

"I can ...... It's really damn good...... Lone Star ...... All from me...... Far Away...... Hehe......"

Crying and laughing, laughing and crying, her eyes were always blurry, she rubbed her eyes vigorously absentmindedly, shook and lifted the wine jar to continue to pour a few sips.

In the past 20 years, the unbearable years have flashed one after another, all misfortunes are like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the suffocation of the heart continues to strike.

She subconsciously clenched her left hand into a fist and slammed it into her chest, and the whole person was in an unconscious drunken state.

When she was sober, she had no idea that she could have such a relaxed and unguarded moment.

In the days when the knife licked the blood from the knife in the previous life, how dare you have a trace of relaxation.

In addition to drinking to kill her sorrows, she has also heard of drinking mistakes, so she didn't drink a drop when she was a killer lone wolf.

Otherwise, the amount of wine poured in this glass is directly her weakness.

Who would have thought that the lone wolf, the culprit who dispatched the entire killer organization to almost be wiped out, could be taken down with just a glass of wine.

After a moment, the muttering of broken thoughts came to an abrupt end.

Ye Sangli hugged the wine jar as if he was asleep.

There was silence in the vault for a while.

At this time, in the dark corner of the corner, a figure swayed, swaying with the hem of the clothes, and gradually appeared.

Dressed in purple, his true face gradually appeared from dark to light.

A pair of Ruifeng eyes, in the shadows, a little more evil and crazy, but a touch of distress and pampering flashed in the bottom of the eyes.

It's Feng Chen!

He was a step ahead of him, and was about to check whether his master had left any clues, but before he could investigate, he heard someone entering the dark room.

He quickly disappeared, lost his breath, and dropped the dagger without paying attention for a moment.

If it weren't for Ye Sangli sneaking his daughter in as soon as he came in, he would definitely be able to find the dagger and the absolute character engraved on it.

He pulled out the dagger that had broken the glass pot and nailed it into the wooden frame, and carefully put it away.

Feng Chenjie squatted down, gently broke Ye Sangli's fingers, and took the wine jar, there was not much left in it.

He looked at Ye Sangli, his eyes changed several times, and he was more distressed.

He simply lifted the jar and poured the rest of the wine into his belly.

"Hmm......" Ye Sang's head lying on her knees suddenly tilted, almost falling to the ground, her arms reflexively hung to her side, stabilizing her figure.

Feng Chen's wine jar had not been put down, and his neck was strangled by Ye Sangli, not to mention, the latter was still hanging up, rubbing a handful of snot and tears on him.

He held the empty jar in one hand and made a gesture of surrender with the other, which had nowhere to put it.

He probably didn't even realize why he wanted to avoid suspicion, it was just a knee-jerk action.

Ye Sangli's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was difficult to focus in a blur, and he wondered: "Huh! Father? Father! Father ......"

These two unfamiliar words, the more she called them, the more smooth they became. There were doubts, temptations, coquettishness, and I touched my father's face.

Feng Chen's face was embarrassed, and the roots of his ears were dripping with blood.

But he still put the wine jar aside and patted his back soothingly.

The movements are a little unskillful, but they seem to be appeased to the night.

The difference in height, Ye Sang was only enough to lie on his chest, shouting at his father.

Feng Chenjue's face became more and more strange, and he looked inexplicably embarrassed.

"Father, I ...... If you're sleepy, don't go......" Ye Sangli hugged one of Feng Chenjue's arms tightly, but the person involuntarily slipped down.

Seeing the situation, Feng Chen hurriedly grabbed her, and put his palm behind her head, afraid that her head would hit the ground.

Who knew that Ye Sang was drunk like this, and he still had the consciousness of self-help.

She used Feng Chenjue's arm as a point of borrowing strength, and pulled it hard.

He didn't get up, but he caught Feng Chenjue off guard, and the two of them fell down together.

Before falling to the ground, Feng Chen quickly changed positions and made himself a solid back.

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There is no day or night in the dark vault, and when Ye Sang wakes up, the dark vault is still the same as when she first came in.

It's just that there is more wine in the room, and there is a hint of cold fragrance that seems to be absent from yesterday.

The expected splitting headache did not occur.

Since I woke up, my mind uncontrollably reappeared yesterday, and my heart was brutally abused again.

But her body seems to have adjusted itself and calmed down a lot, not as difficult to control herself as it was yesterday.

I got up and looked around, most of the things in the dark vault were divine weapons, and some books and the like.

There are also some strange things that I can't understand what to do.

Gold and silver jewellery are relatively common items.

I took some silver tickets and silver from the secret vault, and by the way, I chose a set of men's clothes with dark patterns on a black background from the clothes on the side and changed them on.

The right size, like it was made specifically for her.

She didn't choose any of the jade accessories on the side, only took a dark red dark stripe to wipe her forehead.

This thing has the same effect as the hairband she tied with her in her previous life, and it is convenient to help treat wounds at critical moments.

When I got out of the dark library, I saw that the strange old man was playing with flowers and plants in the yard last night.

Seeing her come out, the old man tried to grin, probably because he hadn't had an expression for a long time, the smile was a little scary, but she felt a trace of warmth inexplicably.

She can kill people with ease, but she is not good at the most basic communication.

And she just saw that the old man's mouth was empty...... It is clear that he can't speak, but it's not good to walk with his legs up, and he hesitates for a while.

"Little master, the old slave is the guardian here, you can call me dumb uncle!"

An old hoarse voice sounded, and Ye Sang looked at the old man's abdomen with his eyes, and the sound came from there.

The legendary ventriloquism, she knew, but it was the first time she had heard it.

"Dumb uncle, I'm going to go through the training, take care!"

She didn't talk about finding a bow and looking for someone, not that she didn't trust the dumb uncle, but the only time she believed in the fate of people, one was almost fatal, and the other was a catastrophe, and she didn't think that she would have this good luck next time.

And even if you can trust someone who knows too much, it's easy to fall into the center of danger.

The only shit luck that I stepped on in my previous life was to pick up a life now.

It's probably the time when she was unlucky to the extreme.

She is used to being alone, and now, she only trusts herself in everything.

"Little master, wait."

The dumb man hurriedly limped to the room.

He took out a package and opened it with a pile of small, delicate bottles and jars and a parchment manuscript.

"These bring self-defense, the old slave has some research on medical poisons, ordinary poisons can be solved with Baiqing pills, the use and usage of various drugs, you can take a look at the notes left by the old master."

After the dumb man finished speaking, he stuffed the things, and he couldn't help the tears in his eyes, and quickly turned away pretending to be busy, trying to hide it.

"The master originally wrote a medical poison book for the little master, and he said that the little master would like it."

The master's two words made Ye Sangli palpitate again, and quickly took the things over and collected them closely.

"I like it, thank you dumbly."

The road ahead is unknown, and having these things by your side undoubtedly increases the chances of survival.

Before going to the training, she still has one more important thing to do, and she must not do it.