Chapter 1127

I really believe your nonsense.

"But host, it's no use for you to write this diary, and now it's April 15. What did you do when you entered the mental hospital from the first day of the original owner?" Feng Luo couldn't help but wonder and continued to ask.

"What has been written will always be useful..." ran Bai closed his diary and gently put it under his pillow. His voice was very light and soft.

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Night,

Originally with her eyes closed, ranbai suddenly opened her eyes. She leaned aside and listened to the faint and almost inaudible footsteps behind her.

Dyed white, gently sipped the lip flap without moving.

Three steps, two steps, one step

Rutang's eyes were shocked, followed by a violent sense of excitement.

Dyed white, with one knee against the edge of the bed and one hand pinching Rutang's neck, looked peaceful.

Rutang was completely suppressed by dyeing white, with a knife in his hand.

The movement was very small, close to silent, and did not disturb anyone.

Dyed white eyebrow tip light pick, light colored lips aroused a morbid smile, "just such a broken knife, want to kill me?"

Rutang looked at dye White's eyes without concealment, his naked killing intention, and the hunter's excitement about his prey

Dye Bai smiled strangely, grabbed the scalpel and gently provoked Rutang's chin. His tone was low and dangerous: "don't worry, it's a long time..."

Who is the prey and who is the hunter?

The blade cuts through the skin, and the smell of blood is quietly diffuse.

Dyed white throat is slightly dry, and the body instinctively feels excited and eager.

Lord, do you like drinking blood?

Dyed white, slightly frowning, dark awn flashing at the bottom of the eyes.

"Cough, I forgot to tell you." Feng Luo looked at the picture in front of him and withdrew his sight. His plush claws covered his pupils and opened his mouth with a guilty heart.

"Well, because of the great stimulation, the original owner had an extremely sensitive desire, excitement and a sense of out of control for blood."

Ran Bai picked her eyebrows and ignored the seal. Her dark eyes listened to the blood marks on the blade. After a pause for a second, she looked away.

This kind of people's blood is not good to drink.

Rutang's pupils constricted. She never thought that the person she regarded as prey was a more morbid and crazy person than herself!

Crazy, crazy.

She wanted to struggle, to scream, to wake others.

Dye Baimei looked at the scene, smiled and said happily, "don't be silly. No one will know."

The enchanting incense in the system mall is not pirated.

At the last moment, Rutang opened his eyes with a heavy sense of reluctance and panic.

Ranbai looked at her thoughtfully, as if appreciating her embarrassment with satisfaction.

The pale pink lips aroused a favorite smile, and the fingertips brushed Rutang's cheeks. The tone was very light and naive and cruel: "it's so beautiful..."

Looking at the continuous flow of blood, the dyed white throat rolled, slightly narrowed his eyes and raised his lips: "blood is sweet."

Killing is the best art.

"Ah!"

In the morning, I was awakened by a sad and frightened scream.

The little nurse who had come in for ward round dropped her book and pen directly to the ground. She was so frightened that her face turned white, her body trembled fiercely, and looked at the scene in front of her.

The woman who had been gloomy and had no sense of existence was lying quietly on the hospital bed.

But——

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PS: the three views of female masters are not correct. They are different from reality. Don't take your seat according to the number. Novels are still novels. Read what you like and don't like to remove the bookshelf. Those who thunder are careful to enter~