The door was opened——

The man's hand stopped abruptly because his hand was gone.

Fatty closed his eyes and curled up into a ball. He didn't want them to see him in such a miserable state, and he didn't want Nineteen...and Lou Lan...for no reason, Fatty's heart became frightened.

Nineteen took off his robe and covered his plump body——

A three-meter-high sickle was transformed between his fingers. His red body exuded a bloodthirsty light. His eyes were completely dyed red, and his silver hair was scattered around his shoulders. He raised the corners of his lips and said lightly.

: "Do you know what mistake you made?"

"..." The man shook his head repeatedly, and was so frightened that he forgot what he said before. Now standing in front of him seemed to be a big devil! A scary big devil!

Looking down at the man kneeling on the ground, Nineteen slowly raised the crimson moon sickle. The smile on his lips became more and more enchanting and colder. At this moment, Nineteen seemed to be the god of death from hell, with a dark aura.

A strong wind blew around him.

"Be gentle." Loulan picked up Fatty and walked to another room.

Nineteen raised his lips, raised the knife in his hand, and the man's head had already left his body. He spun around on the ground for a few times and then stopped moving. He looked at Nineteen with his eyes open, his eyes unfocused.

"Ha." He stepped on his head on the ground, and the nineteen-year-old's enchanting chin appeared in the man's eyes that were still open, "Do you know what mistake you made? I blame you for touching something you shouldn't have touched."

Putting away the Moonlight Scythe, Nineteen watched the man's body slowly turn into sand in the air, along with the blood.

His eyes were still enchanting and he looked not far away, where a pair of eyes also filled with frost looked at Nineteen.

Glancing at Yue Yanye lightly, Nineteen walked nonchalantly towards the room where Lou Lan had entered with Fatty in his arms, leaving Yue Yanye to stay where she was.

In the room, Fatty was still curled up in a ball, her body was shivering, she closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly.

Nineteen entered the room and closed the door randomly. His eyes fell on Fatty. He glanced at the bruise on her wrist and frowned. Then he walked into Fatty and put his palm close to her wrist.

Slowly, red light appeared on the plump wrist.

The dark green color slowly fades until it disappears.

Fatty slept quietly on the bed, with undried tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"The plan has to start early. I saw Yue Yanye outside." Nineteen's fingers stayed on her chubby face, wiping away the tears on her face and pushing the quilt away for her.

"Yes." Lou Lan said calmly, "We will implement it tomorrow. There is no need to delay it. The sooner Bei Ji'er's body is found, the better."

"Yeah." Nineteen nodded and said nothing more.

Fatty laughed and muttered in his sleep, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

Loulan laughed and said, "I'm going back first. I'll take care of things over there."

"Okay." Nineteen glanced at Lou Lan and watched him go out.

The door opened and then closed again.

The light in the room was bright, and looking at the plump and white face, Nineteen felt a pain in his heart.

"Jier..." He stretched out his hand and lingered on her plump face, as if he was stroking the most delicate porcelain, but he was afraid that she would break it.

A few hours later, near midnight, the door to the room was pushed open.

"Give her to me." The deep voice made Nineteen turn his head——

It's a moonlit night.

His figure in the white robe was very slender, as if a gust of wind would blow him away.
Chapter completed!