Chapter 2512

"Chen family?" ranbai whispered.

"That's the one who used the tactics last time." the young man trembled and added that his heart was ready to cry and almost had to kneel to dye Bai.

Why is he so unlucky that he can bump into it with such a small probability!

"What a coincidence." dyed white hook lips, "it just saves me time to catch people."

The young man looked up in doubt and found that the girl in blood seemed to be abnormal, her breath was unstable, her face was pale, as if she had been hit hard.

Have to say,

Youth is really the truth in one way.

The reverse phagocytosis brought by dreams and drugs is enough to cause heart rending pain.

But ran Bai could bear it. She just said with a low eye and a cold voice: "restart the array that can hit the spirit body."

"Ah?" the young man did not understand.

"If you don't want to die, don't talk nonsense." ran Bai leaned against the tree trunk next to him and didn't have the strength and mind to say anything to the young man.

"OK, OK." the young man nodded in fear. Although he didn't know what ranbai was going to do, as long as he didn't violate the girl in front of him, otherwise he felt he would die miserably.

He is a child of the Chen family and a thief with talent. He will start this array.

Mo Yue was half an hour later, and he said to ran Bai, "it's already good."

"Let's go," ran Bai said quietly, as if the purpose of catching him was just to let him set up an array.

That's it. The young man was stunned for a moment and immediately slipped away. He didn't want to die. He wanted to live.

The array has been set.

Touch the array eye to start.

Dyed white could see where the array eye was. She was silent for a while, pressed down the sharp pain sweeping the whole body, and touched the array eye expressionless.

In such a snowy night, it seems to overlap with the original scene over time.

But the difference is

the things are still there , but men are no more the same ones.

The wind and snow were falling violently, and the cold wind howled in the cold winter and December, falling to the ground and making a sound.

In the snow,

It happened that a very bright white light cut through the sky,

At that moment,

The woods were as bright as day.

The girl in red is in the center of the array and doesn't move. All the damage of the array is superimposed on her!

The snowflakes all over the sky constantly washed on her, and the glittering and translucent white snow mixed with large tracts of blood dripping and winding on the ground was shocking!

Tear the soul.

Gouge out the soul.

Hit the spirit.

This array with death crisis,

Mingming has the ability to avoid it, and dye Bai just doesn't move like self abuse.

Only she knew and understood what it was for.

The spirit wants to be scared.

It is not enough to rely on the counterattack of leading dreams.

Such an array is the best choice.

Countless crises turned into sharp blades and surrounded her.

Tear the soul and penetrate into the bone marrow.

It hurts enough to make all reason collapse in an instant.

When it's over,

The girl was half kneeling on the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed along her fingertips. The bright red color was mixed with melting snow, which was thrilling.

She closed her eyes, pale as if she were dead. After a long time, she trembled her eyelashes, got up slowly and left silently.

The spirit wants to disappear,

It's not enough to lead the dream back,

But this special array that damages the spirit body,

Is the best choice.

isn't it?

Later,

Hemoptysis, sudden cold and heat, chills, sleepiness, anorexia and other symptoms have emerged, often sleeping all day.

As like as two peas.

Dyeing white is not only not afraid, but also a morbid state of pleasure and enjoyment.

Feng Luo often thinks about what the host is happy about,

Later it understood.

It was a step closer to looking for Si Jin when he left happily. It was also a happy experience. Si Jin said that he had the same death method as Si Jin.

Falling into the devil is nothing more than that.

"Cough! Cough!" ran Bai bent down and coughed violently for several times, coughing up blood. She didn't care. It was difficult to wake up. She calmly glanced at Ann, who was still in the villa, and showed a sad smile. Then she pushed Ann out of the villa, "leave and don't come back."

Ann fell into a short circuit. As an artificial intelligence robot, after Si Jin died, ran Bai was its new owner. Ann never thought that she would be driven out one day, "ran, Miss ran..."

Ann opened her mouth at a loss. She didn't know what she should say.

"You should understand that ah Jin has left, and I'm leaving too." ran Bai said calmly, coughing uncontrollably, then lowered her eyes, looked at a pool of blood on the snow-white handkerchief, and whispered, "go find Gu Yu, and you'll be fine in the future."

"There are only two of my masters." angel said confused, "I don't need to find someone else..."

Ranbai has straightened up and looked extremely cold. "What are you still doing here? You don't need you anymore!"

She walked in the direction of the villa, and Ann silently followed. The girl took a few steps, stopped, turned around and said coldly, "I repeat, don't follow me."

She raised her hand. Her pale hand was almost transparent in the sun and pointed to the direction in the distance, "leave!"

As she spoke, she coughed fiercely again. The familiar dizziness swept through her body. Dyed white had no time and strength to say anything to Ann.

"Don't get excited, I, I won't follow..." Ann can detect dyed white through intelligent data. Now his physical condition is almost at the limit. He said quickly and lowered his head slowly.

Dyed white held the railing next to her with one hand, closed her eyes and kept silent for a long time. She felt that her confusion and dizziness were better, so she went back silently.

Ignore angel.

Angel stood alone in the street outside the manor, looking at the disappearing figure, he was silent.

Ran Bai returned to the manor,

The whole body was cold without any temperature, and his face was as white as a piece of transparent white paper.

I don't know when the three inches of snow on the eaves has melted, quietly, leaving only a handful of residual snow on the dead tree branches, still trembling gently.

It's a pity that there are no more amazing guests on earth.

She pressed down the churning colic at the bottom of her heart and took out a lighter without expression. I don't know when the ground of the original villa was filled with gasoline and fuse.

She barely leaned down, half knelt on the ground, lit all the fuses, the flames flickered, and slowly burned, making a popping sound.

The burning fire reflected the girl's pale and delicate face, like an ancient well without waves, dead quiet and without emotion.

After lighting the fire, she threw the lighter on the ground, and then walked to the basement step by step. Every few steps, she would stop to breathe, so as to slightly relieve the suffocation and tingling.