[69 Book Bar - www.] Leng Shiyue naturally knows this place. This is the second time he has come in. I remember the first time...
"I hate playing tennis!"
He threw away the tennis racket in his hand and ran out...
But he was caught back by Leng Yi. Leng Tianhao's cold face showed no anger at all, he just smiled coldly... and finally carried him to this snow-white world.
He left a sentence. He stood in the ice and snow in thin clothes. He was frozen in an instant. He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, but... he was thrown into the pool by a middle-aged man with such a long hand.
The whip was whipped on his body, and the clean pool water was instantly dyed red, and his clothes were in tatters... The cold and biting pool water, the burning wound, he didn't know why it was cold and hot, and he was floating in the pool water.
After she spent a day here, her whole body was stiff, and only her heart was beating weakly. She came back from the edge of death. Cold October was destined to be cold...
As soon as he regained consciousness, Leng Yueyue found that the old man had disappeared. Just like the first time, the clear water of the pool had been dyed red. Leng Yuyue's handsome face became a little pale due to blood loss, and his beautiful lips were pink.
But it lost its moisture.
"October!"
The middle-aged man replaced the old man. This middle-aged man was the tombkeeper of the water prison. He held a bowl of hot soup to warm his body and stomach. When he saw the cold October, he was instantly stunned.
This young master still remembers the day when he saw her for the first time. She was brought here when she was only eight years old. The duty of the tomb guard was to tell the people who entered the place the greatest torture, but he did not expect that it was an eight-year-old.
year old boy.
Even so...he was still cold-hearted, holding the long whip in his hand, leaving scattered whip marks on her body.
The whole day he watched her breath getting weaker and weaker, but it didn't help at all, but... the second time he saw her, everything changed. When she was twelve years old, he had two gunshot wounds on his body, which penetrated his clothes.
, covered with blood, lying on the ground, I could only breathe out but not in, gasping...
Suddenly, a pair of cloth shoes stopped in front of him. He raised his head with difficulty and saw Leng Yuyue's face... He was stunned. Did God really want him to die? He was unwilling to...
Their eyes met, but Leng Yueyue turned around indifferently. He didn't add insult to injury, only the cold back. He was stunned... The stubborn young man at the beginning was now like an ice sculpture, the god of frost, the bones of snow, cold and aloof, which made him tremble.
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"save--"
He didn't want to die. He hadn't completed his mission yet. He couldn't die. He finally spoke, but the wound was affected and his vision went dark... His consciousness began to drift away. He didn't know if Leng Yuyue had stopped before he lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he found himself in a simple hotel. The wounds on his body were cleaned by the family. Leng October sat on the side with his chin propped up and looked at the sky outside the window. The sky was beautiful that day, with white clouds blooming all by themselves.
As one, like sheep, the blue sky seems to have washed away all the filth, showing the purest side.