Chapter 1840 What exactly does this person want to do?
I wonder if what Feng Chenmo told her today was too much to look forward to.
All night long, Long Qian was in a state of excitement.
But since Feng Chenmo sent her back to the camp and went on patrol, Long Qian started to feel a little uneasy when she stayed alone in the camp.
A kind of inexplicable uneasiness.
Her luck seems to have always been very bad.
Because it was not good, she herself did not believe that the god of luck would favor her one day.
Therefore, those beautiful expectations are to travel across the five continents and eat delicious food all over the world.
When she dies, there will still be someone by her side, and finally, she will be buried for her...
Can her fate really be so perfect?
After being happy for an hour, she began to feel that all this was a bit empty.
Even she couldn't believe it herself.
After blowing out the candle, Long Qian lay on the bed and covered herself with a quilt.
Just as I closed my eyes, my heart suddenly felt tight.
She opened her eyes suddenly.
I thought I would see the figure that frightened me, but I didn't expect that the figure beside the bed was completely unfamiliar.
Long Qian breathed a sigh of relief. There was a knife given to her by Feng Chenmo hidden beside the bed.
Without thinking, she pulled out the knife and slashed it.
The man didn't move at all, just looked at her quietly, not even hiding.
When the knife was almost in front of him, he remained motionless, just looking at her lightly.
Long Qian was dumbfounded. It didn't look like he was an enemy!
But why did he suddenly appear next to her bed?
Anyone who sees this will feel that the person coming here has bad intentions!
She wanted to put the knife away, but the force of the attack just now was too harsh, and she could only take back 50% of her strength.
The remaining 50% still fell on the man in black robe.
There was a sound, and the smell of blood became stronger in an instant.
"You..." Long Qian was stunned.
What's going on with this guy?
Since he had the ability to come here quietly, his martial arts must be very good. Why didn't he avoid her attack at all?
He can avoid it!
In sight, the wound on the black-robed man's arm was rapidly overflowing with a large amount of blood.
Long Qian finally came to his senses, quickly jumped off the low couch, took his outer robe and wrapped it around himself.
Looking at the black-robed man in front of me, I could only see his figure, but not his facial features.
If he hadn't made subtle movements and followed her movements with his eyes, Long Qian would really have thought that this guy was a dummy.
There really wasn't the slightest hint of danger coming from him, and he even gave people a very peaceful feeling.
Only then did Long Qian go over and light the candle on the low table.
A disfigured man.
The half-mask he was wearing shone with a cold light under the candlelight.
Long Qian's breath, which he finally relaxed, suddenly became tense again.
"Who are you?" She doubted, but couldn't believe it.
This man is very tall, obviously taller than Feng Liye and Chu Dongling.
This identity does not match.
He was wearing a loose robe, which was too loose and made it difficult to see his original figure.
He's wearing a mask...
"Who are you?" Long Qian was indeed scared, but he didn't hum. He was obviously different from that guy.
Also, his aura... although it's still cold, it's not overbearing at all. What's the matter?
It can't be Chu Dongling... It shouldn't be possible, right?
"Who are you? If you don't tell me, I'm going to call someone!"
But her eyes couldn't help but fall on his arm.
After being stabbed, he didn't make a sound, and his face didn't even change, as if he had no pain-sensing nerves.
What exactly does this person want to do?
This chapter has been completed!
