The night is getting darker,
The black clothes of the slender young man seemed to be integrated with the night. Only the radian of the corners of his lips could be seen faintly, which was evil and dangerous.
All the way through the Yingjia courtyard, until he had gone out of this range, Si Jin slowly slowed down. He took his pocket with one hand, turned sideways, and stood there, "didn't he ask you to wait for me?"
The young man raised his thin lips slightly, and his voice was cold and pleasant, "still running around, huh?"
"Looking for you is not running around." the girl in blood replied almost without hesitation, and her blood color became more obvious in the night.
Si Jin's thin lips were slightly hooked, his eyes were as deep and dark as the night, and whispered, "is that still going?"
Dyed white: "will come again."
Listening to this answer, Si Jin glanced at her thoughtfully, and then gave a warm, uh huh.
"Follow me all the time?" he looked down at her and asked casually, absent-minded.
"Of course my people should be in my eyes." ran Bai replied without a pause. The blood pupils precipitated a thousand years of cold, but they were also serious and dangerous.
Si Jin suddenly smiled. His slender white hand was casually placed on the girl's shoulder. He leaned over and looked at her. His thin lips pulled gently, full of evil spirit: "so, do you follow in the bathroom?"
Ranbai paused and said frankly, "if you don't mind."
You don't mind. What else do I mind!
It's all mine anyway.
Si Jin looked at her and didn't speak again.
Ranbai has been calculating the time at the bottom of her heart. After all, she will suddenly disappear at 0 a.m. and then return to the place where the original owner died.
You can't go anywhere for an hour.
The rules of the game
If other people in the Tiandao administration knew that ranbai directly regarded what had happened as a game, he might be half angry.
When Si Jin returned to the room again, the figure of the bloody girl had disappeared. He looked calm and indifferent, and his black windbreaker made him more cold.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the present time carelessly, then narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and his white slender fingers bent slightly against the small silver cross under the clavicle.
What attracted Si Jin's attention was a piece of white paper on the mahogany table. It was blown by the night wind and slightly moved. There were two words on it, which seemed to be written in blood. Now the handwriting is not sweet.
It is a very clear word: dyed white
In the deeper night, the continuous ups and downs became fog. The slender boy slightly lowered his eyes and looked down at the blood stained handwriting from a commanding position. The beautiful dark pupils looked fragile and dangerous, like a ring of black fog. The cold and dumb sound line floated along the night wind, silent and silent: "name..."
…
In a blink of an eye, he returned to slum 42 again.
This efficiency is also very excellent, teleportation.
Not bad.
It's just that there are two more people in the dark, narrow and empty room.
After all, dye Bai sent people from the life and death hunting ground here in the daytime.
It's obviously yebei and fan CI.
The room was very cold without any warmth, and now after dyeing White came back, the cold was more obvious, like people were in an ice cave.
Ye Bethel trembled and hugged her shoulder. She opened her mouth and said, "why am I so cold?"
Even fan CI frowned, "if others were in this place, wouldn't it be very cold?"
Ye Bei's eyes were full of tears and choked with tears: "fortunately, we can tolerate it. What if it makes people do? They must be very poor."
"Fan CI."
"Huh?"
"Is there any way here? If it goes on like this, I will be bored and moldy." Ye Bei said pitifully, "I want to play against the landlord."
"It takes three people to fight the landlord. The problem is that there are only two of us, baby." fan CI answered very seriously.
So yebei began to cry again.
Dye Bai seemed to hear the magic sound of the three words.
She: "