"Sometimes, I really want to return this thing to you." Beiming Liancheng's voice was very low, his mouth still looked like a smile, his eyelashes were slightly drooped, and his eyes were deep, probably because he was too close, Nangong Baiye
I just felt that his eyes were like amber tears, evil yet clear.
His face was looming under the light, with sharp edges and corners as delicate and elegant as an ice sculpture.
"Aren't you worried that I will deceive you? Do it." Beiming Liancheng raised his head, smiling contemptuously but with an indescribable despair. There seemed to be an enchanting light deep in his eyes.
Nangong Baiye only felt that the hand holding the exorcism knife was a little cold. She looked at him, her eyes trembling slightly: "You want me to believe you? It's very simple. Tell me, why did I go to rob the tomb this time? Again
Why do you appear in the demon world?"
Beiming Liancheng paused, his eyebrows were dark, and his voice was light: "I can't tell you now."
"You are avoiding my question." Nangong Baiye took his hand back, his hands and feet were a little cold: "You asked me to believe you, but you didn't say anything. Not only that, you will avoid problems when you encounter problems related to yourself. Am I
Can you doubt that my entering the cemetery has something to do with you?"
She wanted to believe him, but just a little bit, she really believed him.
However, when she takes a step forward, he will take a step back...
This feeling of her heels not touching the ground made her very weak.
She looked at him, wanting to hear what he had to say.
Beiming Liancheng raised his eyes, with a hint of sand in his voice: "Yes."
"So, you have used me in some way?" Nangong Baiye chuckled.
Beiming Liancheng said nothing, and slowly clenched his hands hidden under his long sleeves.
Nangong Baiye held up his forehead and let his long hair slide down: "Beiming Liancheng, I want to be alone."
"No..." Beiming Liancheng was not able to say the word "No" before he could say it.
Nangong Baiye had already raised his eyes, with light flowing in his eyes: "This is an order, don't appear in front of me today."
Beiming Liancheng's fingers froze, and the enchanting black flowers on the back of his hand bloomed secretly in the night. His eyes met Nangong Baiye's stubborn eyes, and the amber pupils swayed back and forth. Then, he bent down, reached out to hold her hand, and held it.
A kiss fell on the back of her hand: "Yes, my master."
The cold lips touched slightly, and Nangong Baiye took a deep breath.
But he leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "I don't want to accept such an order, just because you are the one who issued the order."
Such a calm voice can easily bewitch people, especially when you look into those amber eyes...
Nangong Baiye was in a daze, pushed the person away, and opened the door. His intention to see the guest off was obvious.
Beiming Liancheng walked over and passed by. Hearing the muffled sound behind him, his back tensed into a straight line.
Rosemary Tower is locked again.
Beiming Liancheng stood alone outside the building, his lonely back looking thinner and thinner under the light, as proud and lonely as a king, with cold, silky snow dripping on his face, and his eyelashes were turned into frost by the white snow.
While the snow was falling, he didn't move at all. He only slightly narrowed his amber eyes. His black robe was fluttering in the wind from all directions and was not stained by any snow dust.
All he seemed to have was loneliness.
Just because of his nature.
Cunning, deceitful, and demonic from the very core.
He can't change this.
That's why he wears the most powerful armor.
Even though it would make him feel lonely...
Oh.
Beiming Liancheng laughed softly and stretched out his hand to hold his chest.
What he just said was the truth.
He would rather he hadn't woken up and gotten this thing.
That way, he wouldn't be like now, craving so much that his whole body aches...
However, I asked for it but couldn’t get it.
The night fog gradually rose, and in this thick martial aura, the undetectable blood was covered...
In Rosemary Building, the lights in Nangong Baiye's room dimmed, and she lay on the bed, trying to quiet her mind.
Probably because she lost her memory, she felt very insecure.
I always feel like there's something I've overlooked.
His chest was empty. Looking sideways, he saw that the figure standing downstairs had disappeared.
While Nangong Baiye breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little hesitant to decide.
She held her forehead, looked at the high beams, and tried to analyze the current situation.
First of all, why would someone enter her dream at will?
Yes, nothing wrong.
She doesn't believe in Beiming Liancheng.
But similarly, she would not believe the words of the person in her sleep.
However, it is better to believe or not to believe.
Beiming Liancheng had taken advantage of her before, which made her somewhat uncomfortable.
Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes and subconsciously reached out to touch his trouser pocket, wanting to smoke or drink some wine.
It's best to have some ice to keep her awake.
That kind of boredom is very familiar, as if I have felt this way before.
Maybe she should do something to divert her attention.
Go and have a drink with the witch.
After Nangong Baiye made up his mind, he put on a fur coat over his nightgown.
Even the fur coat was left behind by Beiming Liancheng, probably because he was afraid that she would get cold at night.
Nangong Baiye's fingers froze and he walked out.
The corridor on the second floor is very quiet, indescribably quiet.
Nangong Baiye walked on it and could almost hear the echo of his own footsteps.
If she remembers correctly, this corridor shouldn't look like this...
It was so dark all around that I couldn't see my fingers.
Nangong Baiye wanted to turn around and grab an oil lamp, but found that someone seemed to have flashed past behind him.
Could it be that Beiming Liancheng is back?
Nangong Baiye frowned.
Soon, she denied this speculation.
It is impossible for a demon to disobey any command of the soul.
This is a contract rule.
Who was the person standing behind me just now?
Nangong Baiye squinted his eyes, his eyes passing behind him little by little, and an unknown strangeness arose in his heart.
It feels like someone is staring at you in the dark, and there is a faint chill on your back.
Fortunately, the devil's room was not far away, just a dozen steps away from her.
Nangong Baiye made a plan in his mind and took a step forward.
clatter……
The heavy echo echoed in the corridor on the second floor, which was ethereal and long, giving people a creepy feeling.
Nangong Baiye lowered his head and glanced at his shoes.
She was wearing red embroidered slippers. Logically speaking, even with her strength, she would not make such a sound.
Then...who is it?
Besides her, who else is in this endless corridor...
A note to readers: I just came back from the hospital, so I can only update once, okay, good night. In fact, it’s almost finished, so touch it.