But he looked like he was crazy, not particularly happy.
What exactly is his purpose?
Perhaps, this is the same as the secret, only he and the Earl know it.
"Human tragedy, hahaha, you like to see it, now you can experience it for yourself, are you happy? Hahahaha..."
"Madman, you pervert!" Ning Tong'er's whole body was trembling, and she suddenly screamed, "Murong Lie will definitely kill you, he will definitely kill you!"
Mark's voice suddenly dropped: "Hey, isn't this my lovely younger brother and sister?"
Ning Tong'er kept panting. She glared angrily in the direction of Mark in the darkness, as if she wanted to break through the door. The two balls of anger might fall on Mark, burning and destroying his sins.
.
But that was her fantasy after all.
Nothing happened to Mark, but he became even more happy because he felt the anger of the two people in the room.
He was so happy that he seemed crazy.
He laughed sinisterly and held the door frame with his hands outside the door. He felt the count's fingers forcefully inserted into the door hole and blood seeped out from the door hole. He felt more and more excited.
He almost shuddered.
He wiped the count's blood with his fingers, and he trembled with excitement.
The dream of many years is about to come true.
He slowly slid down and knelt outside the door, laughing wildly and raising his head: "Hahaha, really?"
Ning Tong'er kept panting, her chest heaving more and more violently, her eyes burning with anger, but Mark laughed even louder.
"But, my lovely sister-in-law, if you want to see me die in the hands of that husband of yours, I'm afraid you won't be able to see it."
His hands kept sliding on the count's blood, trembling with excitement, and then he chuckled.
Anyone who sees him like this will think that he is an out-and-out pervert.
But why didn't the count kill him at that time, but let him go, so that today he is in danger of raising tigers?
"Before killing me, I think he would first kill his beloved woman - you, and then my beloved father... So you can't see how he killed me, hahaha...
"Mark's shoulders shrugged, as if he was too excited to control himself.
Slowly getting up from the ground, he knocked on the door panel, and when he heard the earl's stern curse, he smiled even more happily.
"Okay, that's great. I've been waiting for so many years just to see this scene. I didn't expect that because of the appearance of a girl, my wish will come true..."
He turned around to leave: "It's because he looks like that person, hahaha..."
Inexplicably, there was an indescribable resentment in his voice.
The group of people headed by him gradually left, and Mark's crazy voice gradually faded away: "I'm really happy to see you father and son turning against each other... Hahaha... Father and son who have the same ability and are related by blood, what do you think?
It’s because I, a person without demonic abilities, will plot against me, hahaha..."
His voice finally disappeared along with their footsteps.
The count's bloody fingers withdrew from the doorway, and he sat down on the ground slumped.
Endless darkness.
Deathly silence.
In the darkness and silence, the only sounds were their breathing and Ning Tong'er's crying.
Ning Tong'er cried in fear.
Among the frightened cries, she heard the count's tired and hoarse voice.
"Don't worry, kid, I won't touch you."
He said: "Even if I kill myself, I will not touch you."
Ning Tong'er started crying.
She slowly closed her eyes.
"No, father, don't do this."
The earl's voice was tired, but firm, and a man who was always so arrogant could not express his gentleness and kindness: "You are my daughter, how can I not protect you?"
Damn it, Mark has sealed his power. He has no way to get out and save Tong'er.
However, he still has the strength to kill himself.
It is impossible to see him insult Tong'er.
He will kill himself first.
The child on the bed... that is his daughter, the daughter of him and Murong Yao'er...
In the darkness, he slowly raised his hand and pointed it at his Tianling Cap.
"Father, don't," Ning Tong'er suddenly shouted loudly, then closed her mouth again, and her voice suddenly became very vague, as if there was something in her mouth, "No, father don't want..."
Her shoulders trembled softly, and she opened her mouth with difficulty, but red blood slowly seeped out from the corners of her mouth, her voice was broken and blurry, she bit something, "I will not be sorry Murong
Lie, I can’t... harm you..."
The blood from the corner of her mouth was slowly flowing down, flowing over her cold cheek, dripping down, and the bright red blood gradually spread and expanded on her chest and skirt, and bloomed into a coquettish flower in the boundless darkness.
of red flowers.
"I would rather die..." She tilted her head and said no more.
The earl was stunned for a moment, then suddenly knelt on the ground and pounced on him.
He lifted up the limp Ning Tong'er, his voice full of panic and fear, and his blue eyes full of fear.
His hands couldn't help shaking, as if he were holding on to a reality he didn't dare to face.
A person who dare not face it.
Time flies in a hurry, as if pressing the rewind button, and keeps going backwards.
The scene from that year slipped through his eyes again and appeared clearly in front of him - when he passed through the ruins of the old castle that was almost collapsed by the shock, he saw Murong Lie who was crying and crying with blank eyes.
His small body squatted in the corner of the ruins, his big black eyes were streaming with tears, and he just stared at the purple figure under the stairs.
The count's black riding boots stepped on the ruins and suddenly stumbled.
He actually didn't take a step forward, it was as if he was frozen in place, motionless, motionless!
It's her, it's her.
That's her.
Purple dress, purple hairband.
The earl suddenly started to tremble all over his body.
Murong Yao'er's beautiful face was lifeless, just like Ning Tong'er in his arms now.
"Child, kid!"
The earl suddenly raised his head and let out a shrill scream.
"No, no!"
The shrill screams broke through the roof, overlapping with the past time and space.
"No, don't die!"
For a moment, I couldn't tell which was the past and which was the present.
Time and space overlap, and human figures also overlap.
The soft Ning Tong'er in her arms seemed to have turned into Murong Yao'er's limp body.
The earl roared loudly and shrilly.
"Don't die, Yan'er, don't die!" He finally blurted out.
If he hadn't screamed out back then, more than twenty years later, when Ning Tong'er lay motionless in his arms, he finally screamed out.
Don't die, don't die!
Murong Yao'er, don't die!!!
…
**Ruth at her villa in London.
The bright lights clearly illuminated everyone present in the spacious conference room. Everyone around the round table is a very important figure today.
Every time one of them sneezes, there may be a tremor and tsunami in the financial world or in some distant country.
If they join forces to bet on the economy of a certain place, perhaps hundreds of thousands of people there will be unemployed.
And these may just be their thoughts.
While Murong Lie was talking to Ariel and Ruth, Ruth was playing a clip on the projector, and then pointed a pen at the projector to explain to them the distribution map of various places.
Billions of dollars of business were decided one after another through the conversations and behavior at their table.
"This is Ukiyoe Nightclub. It is said that a high-level American head of state will come over tonight. We can take this opportunity to ask the owner of Ukiyoe Nightclub to introduce us. He is very familiar with me..."
As soon as Ruth said this with a pen, Murong Lie was holding a cup of refreshing coffee in one hand, and suddenly the coffee cup broke for no reason.
The scalding coffee burned his hand, and the pieces fell onto the round table with the coffee. Ruth hurriedly stopped explaining and asked someone to bring a towel to Murong Lie.
"What's wrong?" Aye frowned.
Murong Lie stood up, his chest heaving continuously, and suddenly he turned around and rushed out.
"Murong..."
Ruth chased her to the door, but stopped. She turned her head and looked at Aye: "What happened to him?"
Aye shook his head: "I don't know either, but there must be a special reason."
Nonsense, how could Ruth not know this?
Murong's face suddenly became so ugly, something must have happened, but what could it be?
And Murong Lie was running wildly. In the dark night, he walked through the long corridor of Ruth's villa and ran down the spiral staircase at high speed. The black clothes and black hair looked amazingly charming in the dark night.
He actually didn't know what happened - the Count's driver was killed at the scene.
He just felt a sharp pain in his heart at the moment when the coffee cup broke automatically.
It felt like someone had cut out the deepest part of my heart with a knife.
He didn't think much about it at all. He knew instinctively and intuitively: Tong'er, something must have happened to Tong'er!
As he ran out of Ruth's villa, he asked Ananda to call the castle, and he also called Ning Tong'er while running.
The black windbreaker was fluttering in the night wind, and he had already run at the maximum speed that humans can run.
But, needless to say, no one answered the phone.
When the call was made to the sleeping Qi Ruosang, Qi Ruosang woke up from his sleep and was simply stunned.
She put down the phone and ran to Ning Tong'er's room to check, but the result she got made her hands weak.
Then, she tremblingly gave Murong Lie an accurate message that made his face turn pale:
Ning Tong'er disappeared.
The count has disappeared.
Mark is also missing.
Add these three facts together, and everyone knows that something must have happened!