When I approached the living room, Ruodie sat on the sofa and looked around the room. The color style was very dark.
"Ruodie, are you really doing well?" In order to make sure, Lan Huanhen asked more questions.
"Well, Heng, did I hurt you? I remember, I stabbed you with a sword." I held Heng's shoulder, remembering it was stabbed on his shoulder.
He was wearing a relatively casual dress. Ruodie approached him and gently pushed away his clothes. On his shoulder, there was a dazzling small scar, and his nose felt sour. He sucked his nose and tears fell from the falling tears of thunderbolt.
I came down and wanted to hold it back, but when I saw the scar, my heart hurt so much. It was a scar that I pricked my hand.
His hands stroked the scar, and tears fell on his shoulders.
Lan Huanhen hugged Ruodie's head in pain, "It's okay, Ruodie, Hen, it's okay, as long as you are fine. Ruodie, tell me why you suddenly got better."
Ruodie's body trembled and left Heng's arms. "Dark Night and Dark Moon, I asked me to kill my three masters, so I replied to my memory." The three masters are the most important people of themselves, if they really don't recover.
Memory, killing them. One million words of death are not enough.
Lan Huanhen frowned. "Damn God, it seems that we have to get rid of this gang quickly!" God is growing stronger and stronger, and if we don't get rid of it, it is a big concern in itself.
"..." Ruodie had nothing to say, nor did she intend to tell Lan Huanhen about her life experience, because she didn't want such a brother, and would rather be an orphan from beginning to end, an ordinary orphan.
She had already met her three masters and lived a happy life with Hen without any wealth and glory. However, God refused to agree to her such a simple request. Haha~~~~~~~
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"Brother Heng~~~" Suddenly a delicate voice came down from the upper floor.
Lan Huanhen's heart tightened and forgot that the woman was still upstairs. Ruodie would definitely get angry.
"Who is upstairs?" Ruodie was very calm and asked Lan Huanhen very calmly, but she didn't know that her heart was so cruel that she was completely cold because of that scream.
"...a, friend." Lan Huanhen frowned. He knew that Ruodie had misunderstood and didn't know how to explain it. He could only say that.
"Friend? Is this your home?" Ruodie asked coldly.
Lan Huanhen all made a sound.
"Your female friend is walking around in your house in a bathrobe?" Ruodie's eyes fell on a charming girl on the stairs. The woman was wearing a white bathrobe and her hair was scattered. She was very charming.
Lan Huanhen raised his head, how could she come out casually, this woman who doesn't know how to live or die! "Ruodie, listen to me."
"Say." Ruodie tried hard to calm herself down. If it were her former self, she would have rushed out long ago. However, the killer's training allowed her to learn to calm down.
"She, she..." Lan Huanhen didn't know how to explain. Now, he wanted to go up and strangle the woman to death.
The woman upstairs still shook her body and walked down the stairs. She smiled and slowly approached Lan Huanhen and sat on the other end of Lan Huanhen. "Hein~~~ Is this your friend?"
He said in a coquettish voice.
"Shut up!" Lan Huanhen glared at the charming woman.
"She stopped talking, then should you say something?"
"What else do you need to say? I'm Brother Hen's woman." The charming woman said, bent down and exposed her collarbone. She could clearly see that under the bathrobe, she was just dying.