Sitting on the soft sofa in the reception hall, Ling looked at the door that Fang ran had left and the amulet that he had asked her to hold. Then she looked down at her dress and was in a trance and asked herself whether all that had just happened was true?

She really wore such a beautiful and incredible skirt. In the shining occasion just now...

looking at the gloves specially prepared for herself to cover her arms, Ling put her hands on her knees and could not help exerting force between her fingers. The tip of her hair on her forehead covered her thin lips under her eyes, and her white face was dyed with blood.

Think about this period of time, it's just like a dream.

From hard work every day, hard black bread, increasingly cold hay, to warm wake up every day, good roast fish, easy work to pick all kinds of delicious fruit life,

to now even come to Milan, which is many times bigger than delier, living such an unimaginable rich life.

However, the more she accepted the dreamlike kindness and warmth from that person, the more clearly she felt that the person had given her meticulous care and care,

in Ling's heart, she felt guilty that she had not paid anything to enjoy all this safely, and that she could really get such a wonderful life.

I should have said it clearly with him...

because of the overflowing emotion, this idea quietly took root in the girl's heart.

Then at this point,

"it seems that you are worried."

A man's voice suddenly rang out in the luxurious reception hall, which startled Ling and raised her head violently!

Across the opposite seat of a tea table, a male figure with one hand on the back casually did not know when to sit there. Ling looked at the door in a panic, but the military uniform attendants standing on both sides of the door seemed not to see him!

"You... Who are you?"

Ling retreated to the back of her chair and looked at the man in front of her eyes with vigilance. At the same time, she scanned the exit of the room with the rest of her eyes.

"Don't be nervous, little girl. I just want to talk to you about something."

Wales sat casually in the master's seat, looking at Ling with a smile of some kind.

"I don't want to hear it. If you don't leave... I'm going to shout."

Struggling on the line of survival alone all year round, Ling instinctively felt that the man in front of her was not a person to be trusted. She stood up and warned that the shield covered with a layer of pure black illusions glowed faintly on the sofa.

He frowned a little, and it was strange to see the transparent shadow of his fingertip vanishing in Wales. However, looking at Ling, who was watching him with vigilance, he even more raised a vicious smile of interest, and a faint light passed through his lowered eyes.

"Calling people... I'm sorry, it seems that I have to show you something to make you understand that it's useless...

a cruel smile sounded, and at the moment of breath stagnation, Ling saw behind the man sitting in front of her...

a pale demon with a height of three meters against the ceiling was burning ferociously! As soon as it grasps, the entire bookshelf is directly scratched by it!!

Her ankle lost her strength and her high-heeled shoes failed to support her body. Looking at the flame demon who was beyond the reality, Ling collapsed in fear, and her large pale golden pupil couldn't stop looking at the scene in front of her.

"What are you... What are you going to do..."

Ling looked at the terrible demon that she thought only appeared in the story, and her voice trembled.

"I said, I have something to tell you, but since you ask me that,"

"I'll tell you, you know the young man around you."

in the order, because youth and strength are not valued, Wales is very satisfied with the effect of showing power in front of ordinary people. He manipulates the flame devil to face the little in front of him "I'm here to kill him," the woman said with a low smile and a grim look in her eyes

A sudden cold hit Ling's whole body.

The bloody words made her open her eyes, and the fear made her tremble. Subconsciously, she looked at him and was afraid to speak:

"kill him... You mean fangran... Why... Why..."

looking at the terrible and huge devil behind him, Ling felt her heart was pinched, and a uncontrollable panic spread. Originally, she still wanted Fang ran to come back quickly,

> But at the moment when she saw a demon beyond reality and listened to the other party saying that she would kill Fang ran, she only hoped that the door would never be opened.

Don't... Fangran, don't come back, you'll be killed..

"why, hehe, why... Of course..."

Wales lowered his head and couldn't help laughing, then suddenly raised his face. His grinning face looked at the collapsed Ling's loud voice"That's because of you, of course!"

There was a sudden burst of fear.

Dumbfounded, listening to the words of Welsh's horrible smile, Ling's big eyes suddenly burst out with tears,

it's me...

it's because of me,

it's for me that I'm in danger.

It's again...

"yes, it's because of you, because of you that he's in this situation of being killed. Think about it, why?"

Welsh's voice was deep and vague, full of some kind of inducing force, and floated to Ling's ear,

recalled the memory that she least wanted to recall...

"wait here, my mother and I will bring you bread soon..."

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

With the grasp of the hair, the idea of rejection filled the mind, think of those two never come back, tears from Ling's eyes.

"No...

in the flow of tears, the girl's throat issued a thin cry.

Don't... I don't want to...

at this moment when her consciousness is unconsciously guided and stirred up, and her thinking ability is declining, the turbulent feelings in all directions are washing Ling Ling's mind, leaving only one thought in her tears.

No, I don't want to let him die,

I don't want to let anyone who is nice to me... Never come back again...

looking at the tearful girl and enjoying the entertainment in front of her, Wales raised her mouth and continued to speak in a low voice full of provocation:

"so what should I do... Do you understand?"

Tears welled up in her empty pale gold pupils, and Ling didn't seem to hear him, but Wales yawned, laughed, and disappeared from the room, as if he had never been in the future.

Almost a few seconds later, Ling, who stopped her tears, looked at the empty room, didn't care where the attendants were going or paid attention to the intact bookshelf.

she took a look at the door that left, lowered her head and bit her lips, and then slowly stood up.

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