Lin Jue: Looking for our president? What, you figured it out and want to join the club
Baili Xinlao: That’s not the case.
Lin Jue: Our president is on the 789th floor. We see him quite often now. All the affairs of the association are now managed by Su Zhuo.
Su Zhuo? Baili Xin thought about it. Was it the gentle man with golden eyes
Lin Jue: Oh, you still know him? How come he also extended an olive branch to me
Baili Xin: It’s just a chance encounter.
When Baili Xin just came out of the trial copy, the vice president named Su Zhuo and the vice president of the Fury Society, who was ranked second on the list, came together to grab him.
Another cloaked man appeared in Baili Xin's mind: What about the man wearing the cloak? It is said that he is also the vice president of our Shahai Society
Lin Jue: He, his name is Samael, he is more mysterious than our president. He always wears a hood, we have known each other for such a long time, but I still don’t know what he looks like. But he seems to be on good terms with the blond magician named Emil, I often see them together.
A handsome Western face with long golden hair appeared in Baili Xin's mind.
Is it good? It seems that this guy is what Emile fears the most.
But the name Samael is indeed a bit subtle.
In a certain dimension, Samael is the incarnation of the devil of hell who represents "wrath" among the seven deadly sins.
He was originally one of the seven angels of creation. Later, he followed Lucy, who was guarding the seven demon kings, into hell and became one of the seven demon kings.
I don't know if his name is this, or if it's just a coincidence or some other connection.
Baili Xinla's thoughts wandered away, and he re-entered a paragraph of text into the chat box: Please help me pass these three words to our president.
Lin Jue: Okay.
Baili Xin: Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties.
Song Yuanming, this is the real name of the emperor, he claimed to be Song Yuantian's brother.
But he remembered that if the player died, everything about them would be erased.
If Song Yuantian still remembers Song Yuanming, then the probability that he remembers "Dijia" and "Tan Yue" is still high. If he even forgets "Song Yuanming", the chance of finding clues will be very slim.
He didn't want to alert the system.
Lin Jue: A name? Just these three characters? Song Yuanming? What's the connection with Song Yuantian? Who is he
Baili Xin: He is a player I met in the previous dungeon.
Lin Jue: Okay, I’ll pass on the message.
Baili Xin found a colored shirt from his backpack and put it on. The jet-black pearl on his neck had lost its original luster, and the surface was covered with a gray patina.
He opened the Mermaid Heart's skill introduction.
Mermaid Heart, an S-level upgradeable healing item, has reached the maximum level (dormant, no skills are used).
He didn’t know if it was because he used the resurrection function too many times in the dungeon, but after coming out of the dungeon, he found that the mermaid’s heart had entered a dormant state.
Baili Xin thought about it, took the necklace off her neck, and then took out the crystal ball from her backpack.
In the crystal ball, a mysterious and deep blue color was constantly flowing, with tiny fragments of stars rolled up in it, like the vast universe above.
He tried to put the dormant pearl necklace into the crystal ball, but he didn't expect that the crystal ball absorbed the necklace the next second.
Ding! The mermaid's heart is being repaired, and the repair time is yet to be determined.
Baili Xin looked at the crystal ball with a faint blue light and fell into deep thought.
These two props came from the same dimension. I don't know if they have a deeper connection.
However, he did not think about this question for too long. He quickly put away the crystal ball, packed up and went out.
A minute later, Baili Xin appeared in front of the coffee shop on the first floor and saw Xia Chi standing at the door of the private room waving at him.
As he walked toward him, Baili Xin glanced sideways at the waiter at the counter.
With the most professional smile on his face, he diligently prepared meals for the guests.
It seems that person didn't come this time.
Baili Xin shook his head slightly and walked in front of Xia Chi.
The other people had already arrived in the private room. This was the most complete sitting of the five of them in such a long time.
When Baili Xin went in, the three people inside were chatting.
Zhou Guang hadn't recovered from escaping death yet. It wasn't until he actually arrived at the game hall and sat in this familiar place that he finally felt the reality.
He touched his face vigorously and said, "I have also been to the gate of hell once!"
Li Cancan pushed the wine glass in his hand over: "Yes, we are hosting a welcoming party, hoping that the bad luck will go away and good luck will come to you in the future."
Baili Xin: "..."
The God of Might is here. What can Might calculate? I just want to ask you if you are afraid.
Zhou Guang picked up the wine glass and drank it all. "Thank you so much, especially Mr. Xin. Without you, I, Zhou Guang, would not be where I am today."
"If you have the chance to leave this damn place, you can come to me if you encounter any troubles in the real world. Don't look at me like a coward now. In the real world, I am also a leader in the industry and have some prestige."
Liang Xi: "I remember he was a lawyer?"
Zhou Guang: "Yes, you can come to me for any lawsuit. I promise not to charge you a penny and will serve you till the end."
He paused and added: "Not only lawsuits, but other matters can also come to me."
Liang Xi looked at them: "Me too, I'm a veterinarian, you can come to me if your cats or dogs are sick."
Li Cancan: "Give it back to me, give it back to me. I am quite good at computers, software development and programming are no problem... Uh, it seems that you don't need it. Hey, just come to me, I will definitely help if I can."
Xia Chi: "Then I can't help you any more. I can only study hard and work hard to serve the motherland and you all."
Baili Xin leaned his back on the sofa behind him, sipping the cappuccino slowly, without saying a word, just listening quietly to the four people chatting, with a relaxed look of indulgence in his brows.
Many people spend their entire lives searching for the path to eternal life, but eternal life may not be as beautiful as they imagine.
The changes of the world and the passage of time will gradually make them numb. If their will is not firm, they will either become thugs like the emperor, or become walking corpses like most of the undead.
But this is not a good thing. Only by becoming strong can we protect ourselves and our loved ones.
His partner is Dijia, and they love each other deeply.
But they also love this vast universe and countless dimensions that are constantly moving forward, and they love their own lives and souls that are striving to bloom in these dimensions.
Zhou Guang looked at Xia Chi curiously: "Xia Chi, what major did you apply for?"
Xia Chi: "I applied for the police academy. I even took some time to learn Sanda during the summer vacation. I just received the admission letter the day before I came to this damn game. Brother Zhou Guang, I really need your help. After graduation, I plan to take the driver's license exam. If I don't understand something, I will need your advice. Don't look down on me then."
Zhou Guang patted his chest and said, "No problem, buddy, come on!"
The eyes of several people suddenly fell on Baili Xin who had been watching the show. Xia Chi: "Brother, he was an administrator at that time. What kind of administrator is he?"
Zhou Guang: "Yeah, where can one afford such an awesome administrator?"
Liang Xi and Li Cancan nodded in agreement.
With this ability, you should be saving the world!
Unexpectedly, the attention suddenly turned to him. Baili Xin thought for two seconds and said lightly: "The administrator of the Tian Museum."
Several people were stunned for a moment, and Xia Chi shouted, "I understand."
Several people looked at Xia Chi in confusion, and even Baili Xin himself cast a curious look at him.
"Isn't this a joke? The ladies in the gym are all sweeping the floor. If you are the manager of a space museum, you will definitely always carry some heavier equipment, such as star models, astronomical telescopes, meteorites, etc."
"After a long time, you will be able to train yourself, right? Brother, you are so good, do your bosses know about it?!"
Everyone suddenly realized.
Baili Xin: "... I don't dare let him know."
Zhou Guang nodded seriously: "That's right, if the subordinates are too good, the leader will feel pressure. Xin Shen made the right choice, it's better to keep a low profile."
Baili Xin's mouth twitched: "..."
I want to thank you for resolving the issue so thoroughly for me. I myself hadn't even figured out how to resolve it.
Isn’t this a coincidence
They chatted for a while, time passed quickly without them noticing, and when they came to their senses, it was already ten in the evening.
When the party was almost over, Xia Chi asked Baili Xin: "Brother, how many floors have we reached now?"
Baili Xin: "145th floor, where are you?"
Xia Chi: "I'm on the 73rd floor."
Li Cancan: "45th floor."
Liang Xi: "38th floor."
Zhou Guang was embarrassed: "I'm the lowest, only 16th floor."
Li Cancan: "No, take your time. It's not a competition anyway. Don't be introverted. Do you have enough mall points and item cards?"
Zhou Guang waved his hands quickly: "That's enough, you have already transferred a lot to me, there is no need for so much."
At this moment, Baili Xin's private chat notification sounded.
He opened the private chat and found that it was a message from Lin Jue.
Lin Jue: Baili Xin, who is this Song Yuanming
Baili Xin: What's wrong
Lin Jue: That’s amazing. Our president asked me to tell you that he wants to meet us. Where are you now
Baili Xin: Now in the cafe on the first floor.
In the coffee shop on the first floor, Lin Jue said, "Wait for me for a minute. I'll pass a message to the president." Damn, I've become their messenger.
While waiting, Xia Chi looked at Baili Xin who was sitting quietly: "Brother, when do you plan to start the next dungeon?"
Baili Xin thought of Dijia who was trapped like a dog: "Wait a few days, I will take it easy first."
Li Cancan nodded: "It's time to slow down. Xin Shen has entered two fierce levels in a row. Most people would have been ruined long ago."
Just as Baili Xin finished, the private chat notification sounded again: OK, wait in the cafe for five minutes, our president will go down to find it now. Is it outside or in the private room
Baili Xin: Private room 104.
Lin Jue: Got it.
After finishing the conversation with Lin Jue, Baili Xin looked up at everyone and said, "Let's stop here for today. I have to meet someone else later."
Xia Chi was puzzled: "Who is it? A friend?"
"We are not friends yet," Baili Xin shook his head, "The president of the Sand Sea Association, Song Yuantian."
Several people stood up tacitly, and Zhou Guang said: "Okay, then we won't bother you for now, see you later."
After the four people left, Baili Xin asked someone to clean up the table. He stared at the time display on the taskbar. Just as 5 minutes were up, the curtain of the private room was lifted.
A thin man walked in, he looked about 25 years old. He was very thin, his skin was an unhealthy plaster, his eyes were very light, his lips were also very light, and even his shoulder-length hair was silver.
The man's temperament was elegant yet a bit cold and aloof, his facial features were not particularly stunning, but there was a light red teardrop mole on the left corner of his face, which added a bit of charm and abstinence to this originally plain and frail man.
When he came in, he first looked at Baili Xin, then sat directly opposite Baili Xin and said indifferently: "Okay, I am Song Yuantian."
Baili Xin held out his hand: "Baili Xin."
Song Yuantian looked at the hand that Baili Xin extended to him as a gesture of friendship, but did not shake it. Instead, he got straight to the point: "Have you met Song Yuanming? Where is he now?"
Baili Xin: "I saw him in the previous undead copy, but he is already dead."
Song Yuanming's light brown eyes flashed with disappointment, "What is he doing?"
"He once lost himself and forgot his name. When he was dying, he remembered his name. He was my brother, so he asked me to bring out his name. He didn't want to die in the dungeon without a name."
Baili Xin told Song Yuantian what happened in the copy. Song Yuantian was just a little surprised after listening, and there was no ripple on his calm face.
"I didn't expect that he had stayed in the dungeon for a thousand years." Song Yuantian's voice was as light as his skin color. "I thought he had passed away a long time ago."
"He's not actually my biological brother. We are cousins. If 365 days is a year, then he entered that dungeon more than 20 years ago."
Baili Xin: "What is your purpose in looking for me?"
He secretly looked at Song Yuantian. When he talked about Song Yuanming, the other party was only slightly surprised, and his heart was not much moved.
He was looking for other reasons.
If it is just to shake the emotions in their hearts, most people will not rush here within five minutes.
There were even water stains on the ends of Song Yuantian's hair, showing that he had just taken a shower and was preparing to go to sleep.
"Are you on the same floor now?" Song Yuantian did not answer Baili Xin's question immediately, but asked a question in return.
Baili Xin: "145th floor."
Song Yuantian touched his upper and lower lips lightly twice, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Not enough."
"What?" Baili Xin didn't hear clearly and raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Someone asked me to hand over something," Song Yuantian looked up at Baili Xin, "but not now. Come back to me when you climb to the 300th floor."
Baili Xin's heart skipped a beat. "What is that?"
Song Yuantian: "I can't tell you now, and I need you to do something for me when we reach the 300th floor. I can only give you the things after you have done the favor."
"This is the agreement that person and I made at the time."
Baili Xin put his hand on his chin and leaned forward slightly, "What was that person's name? Do you remember?"
Song Yuantian frowned, and the teardrop mole on his forehead flashed a seductive red under the light. "Sorry, I forgot."
"What do you need my help with?" Baili Xin stared into Song Yuantian's light-colored eyes, "Why did that person think he needed my help with this matter?"
Song Yuantian: "I need you to help me revive one person. This is all I can do for now."
Baili Xinshen became more serious: "To resurrect a person, I need that person's body. I can't resurrect anyone at will."
"Don't worry," Song Yuantian looked at the only person who could complete the resurrection, and tried to recall the remaining memories, "More than ten years ago, my teammates and I went through a dungeon, and my friend died because of me."
"I froze him in the ice cellar at the time. I had no illusions that I could revive him. I just wanted to visit him in that dungeon occasionally."
"Then I met a man who asked me to keep something for him."
"And he told me that one day in the future, a very handsome man would appear. He has the ability to resurrect and can help me revive him."
Baili Xin had a subtle expression: "So the Shahai Club started collecting handsome men everywhere? Just to find me?"
Song Yuantiancang's cheeks flushed: "I arranged for you to tell me when you find a handsome guy. You know, this execution ability is easy to go astray. By the time I noticed it, I became a lustful president who only recognized faces."
Who can he ask for help
Damn the execution.
"That dungeon is an S-level dungeon, with level restrictions. Players below the 300th floor are prohibited from entering, and that person is also dead. Only those who rescued my people can give that thing."
"Not long after I entered this game, several people told me that they found a peerless handsome man," Song Yuantian rubbed his wrist, "but at that time I was not sure if he was the one I was looking for, so I just kept him to prevent others from getting there first."
“It wasn’t until the last instance was over that I was sure it was the person I was looking for.”
"This is my gift," Song Yuantian stretched out his thin fingers in the air, and several cards appeared in his hand out of thin air. "I know your luck value is very low, so I specially prepared some prop cards that can permanently increase your luck value. Here are some for you."
"Originally, I wanted to give him a prop card that can improve performance points," Song Yuantian put the golden card on the table and pushed it in front of Baili Xin, "but that person wouldn't let me do that."
Baili Xin scanned the card in front of him.
Wow, they are all maximum level upgrade cards.
Increasing your luck value is like pouring water into a large tank. The more you add, the higher your luck value.
There are many types of prop cards that increase luck value, some can only hold one liter of water, some can only hold two liters of water, and so on.
The cards in front of him were the ones with the highest face values he had ever seen, and they were not even available in the points mall.
The kind that can add a ton on one sheet.
This kind of card is priceless and out of stock.
Baili Xin didn't hesitate and put the card directly into his backpack. He left a message saying "Okay, happy cooperation. I'll come back after the 300th floor" and left.
…
When he got to the room, Baili Xin took out a prop card and used it on himself.
Ding! Congratulations, the luck value boosting item has been used successfully, and your luck value has been raised to f-.
Baili Xin: “???”
What the hell
Raised to f-
Escape System: Well, player. I just checked and the lower limit of your luck value is... very low. The item card just now only improves your luck value by a small amount. Although your luck value is F-, it is because the system's evaluation level is only F-. Do you understand what I mean
bright.
He knows it very well.
But he refused to accept!
Baili Xin did not give up and used the remaining three prop cards.
Ding! Congratulations, the luck value boosting item has been used successfully, and your luck value has been raised to f-.
Ding! Congratulations, the luck value boosting item has been used successfully, and your luck value has been raised to f-.
Ding! Congratulations, the luck value boosting item has been used successfully, and your luck value has been raised to f-.
Who wouldn’t curse “Fuck” after hearing this
Baili Xin was furious: Escape system, let's be frank. To be honest, did they do something behind the scenes? How could my luck be so low
Escape System: Warning, players can insult the difficulty of the dungeon, but they cannot insult the transparency of the system. Your luck value is absolutely correct!
Baili Xin took a deep breath.
Destroy this damn garbage game!
Otherwise, the escape game cautiously suggested, players could go to the leisure area to relax
You are now on the 145th floor, and you can go to two leisure areas: the game hall Punk Paradise on the 50th floor and the zoo on the 100th floor.
Baili Xin was shocked when he heard this and said, "Thank you for the reminder."
The next day, the escape system saw what a revenge game was.
Baili Xin has been hanging out in the game hall on the 50th floor for four days, and he also called Xia Chi along during these four days.
The two of them play one game based on their strength and the other based on their luck.
Four days later, the game hall was unprecedentedly closed for renovation.
Baili Xin only left a few scattered prop cards, and gave the rest in sacks to Xia Chi and the others, and finally went into the copy without even looking back.
Xia Chi and his companions looked at the overflowing prop cards and finally chose to sit in the game hall on the first floor and distribute game prop cards for free, so much so that the novice players who had just arrived at the copy once thought that the four of them were prop distribution NPCs.
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Ding! Welcome to the dungeon game world. The player's floor level is detected to be 145th floor. The game dungeon will be randomly locked.
The game copy has been locked successfully, and the transfer will begin below.
The game has been loaded. Welcome to the [Murderer Mystery] dungeon. This is a role-playing single-player dungeon. Now we will start to randomly assign roles.
Ding! The role assignment is complete. Congratulations to the player for obtaining the status of "Noble No. 19 Concubine".
Now let's start introducing the copy plot.
It was a town in Jiangnan, which was covered by apricot blossoms and spring rain. There was a wealthy and lavish gentry named Li in the town. He was rich and loved beauty, and he married 18 wives in his life. Just when he was about to marry his 19th concubine, Li was found dead at home.
His body was bloody and his heart, liver and lungs were all taken out. His death was horrible, like an evil ghost claiming his life.
Ding! The background of the dungeon plot has been explained, and the game tasks will be released below.
Mission 1: Players are required to survive in the game copy for 5 days and 5 nights.
Task 2: Players are requested to find the real murderer of Mr. Li and the truth behind Mr. Li’s death within the game time.
This task is a single-player dungeon, with 1 player and a difficulty level of A. After completing the game, players can earn performance points and mall points based on their performance.
Let me introduce the character of the 19th concubine: The 19th concubine is a male prostitute in a brothel. She is weak and cowardly, sensitive to pain, crybaby, and weak. On the day she turned 18, she was bought by the rich man Li for a large sum of money, and her family originally planned to choose a date to marry her as the 19th concubine.
Friendly reminder: Players must abide by the role-playing personality, and do not ooc, otherwise it will be considered a foul.
If you commit three fouls, it will be upgraded to a violation, and you will be punished by the system. The punishment method is beheading.
Baili Xin sneered after hearing the friendly reminder. Did he learn his lesson this time
The escape system froze for two seconds.
The last time she was “weak as a kite” was in the [River God] copy. At that time, the weak “Saint” Baili Xin knocked down a hill of red spiders with one punch.
The escape system made its final struggle: players must cherish their lives and stay away from ooc!
The game rules have been introduced. I wish you all a happy game!
As the last "ding" sound rang out, the dark front of Baili Xin gradually brightened.
At this moment, he was kneeling in the hall, which was an antique room. Sitting right in front of him was an exquisite woman who was about 40 years old.
The woman was plump, but her complexion was a little ugly.
Wearing a dark ink-colored cheongsam, the god looked like a vulture in the sky, staring straight at Baili Xin.
Baili Xin glanced to both sides again. There were eight people, men and women, wearing cheongsam, sitting on the gold-threaded sandalwood chairs on both sides of the hall.
"What is this slut looking at furtively?"
An angry shout was heard, Baili Xin looked in the direction of the voice, and the one shouting was the old woman behind the woman in the black cheongsam.
Seeing Baili Xin looking over, the old woman twisted her face and said angrily: "Hey, this is rebellion. In the clear sky and on earth, you actually dare to look at my wife with such a foxy look, this is rebellion!"
It seems that this plump woman in black cheongsam is the mistress of this house. What about those around her? Are they all "concubines" or children
"Shameless thing, you thought this was some low-class brothel!"
"Tell me the truth, was the master murdered?"
You are cursing so happily, old lady. You speak so eloquently. Have you ever been to any cram school
While the old woman was scolding, Baili Xin secretly used his horns to observe the reactions of the people around him.
The rich man's wife just stared at Baili Xin coldly, and even picked up the teacup, slowly scraped off the tea foam and took a few sips.
The attitude of the people around me is even more interesting. They all seem to be indifferent.
This wealthy landlord is not very popular among the people.
Baili Xin's eyelids were slightly closed, and a few strands of long hair blocked her view.
He was stunned for a moment, then he realized that his hair had become long without him noticing.
It's quite long, almost reaching to the waist.
I wanted to raise my hand to fix my hair, but just as I raised my hand, I heard a crisp metallic "ding-dong" sound from my wrist.
Baili Xin lowered his head and found that he was wearing a pair of thin shackles on his wrists and ankles, and he was only wearing a set of coarse linen prison clothes similar to those of a criminal.
"Okay," a mature and dignified female voice sounded, "Grandma Mi, just two sentences. Look how scared the child is."
The one who spoke was the woman in the black cheongsam. As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman called "Grandma Mi" stopped insulting her and stood obediently behind the woman in the black cheongsam.
"Haha, how strange, how strange, really." An enchanting female voice suddenly sounded. Baili Xin looked over from the corner without moving his head and found that the person who spoke was the woman sitting first on the left.
"When the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king." The woman was charming and seductive. She raised her phoenix eyes and spoke lazily, "The madam passed away three years ago. Where did the madam come from in such a huge Li residence? Could it be that this crazy woman is trying to summon the madam's soul and bring her out of the underworld to preside over the master?"
Baili Xin discovered that when the woman mentioned that "my wife died three years ago", the expressions of several people were obviously not right.
Among them were the black cheongsam woman sitting on top and Granny Mi behind her.
The charming woman chuckled twice, and swung her handkerchief like a butterfly in her hand. "Look how scared the child is. Who is this lynching? I've beaten him, I've scolded him, why are you pretending to be a good person?"
"Madam? You are far inferior to the Madam of our Li family. How can you be worthy of her?!"
"Hu Meir, shut up!" The woman in the black cheongsam slammed the table, unable to hold back any longer. She slammed the table and stood up, her previous composure gone.
She stared at the charming woman with a ferocious face: "What good things are you? You send things from home to outside again and again. Do you think the Li family is a place? A treasury to fill the hole of that gambler brother? If I find you taking things from home to help that rubbish brother again, I will send you to the police station immediately!"
The enchanting woman who had been so arrogant just now suddenly froze in expression, gritted her teeth, and snorted defiantly, but dared not say another word.
"Oh, sisters, we are all family. If you keep quarreling like this, won't it be like a flood that washes away the Dragon King Temple? Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth, sisters, calm down."
This time it was a man's voice that spoke. It was soft and gentle, but it made people feel very uncomfortable.
Baili Xin looked over and found that it was a man sitting opposite him. His face was painted with makeup and his originally stiff eyebrows were deliberately softened.
I always feel something is wrong, as if the man is deliberately lowering his voice to pretend to be weak and spineless.
"Didn't the master write a letter? He will be here soon to investigate the truth of the master's murder. Then it will be clear who the murderer is and who is being wrongly accused." The man continued to speak. He saw Baili Xin looking at him, and he flirted with Baili Xin without any hesitation. The powder on his face fell to the ground with his movements.
Baili Xin's scalp felt numb and goose bumps covered his entire body.
"Who says he belongs to the master?" The woman in the black cheongsam said coldly, "He is an adopted son, and the family has been separated for five years, so he is an outsider. There has been no news in the past five years, and he has not come for such a long time. Suddenly, the letter comes after the master died. Is he eyeing the master's property? I will never allow the master's property to fall into the hands of such an ambitious man."
Well, before we have figured out the identities of everyone in the room, there’s now another “adopted son of a rich man”.
It seems quite mysterious. I haven't been here for five years.
This is indeed a face-slapping and satisfying story. The next step is absolutely awesome: five years later, he returns in military uniform, wealthy, and with an army of 100,000!
Just as Baili Xin's mind was racing, a pair of hurried footsteps came hurriedly from behind.
The servant pointed at the door behind him, panicked, and stammered: "Jun... Jun..."
Granny Mi yelled, "What do you mean by 'military'? Look at how useless you are. Come on!"
Si swallowed hard, "The warlord's people, there's a whole army outside!"
The faces of the people who were bickering just now suddenly changed, and they all stood up from their chairs.
Hu Mei'er looked at the woman in the black cheongsam and said, "Sister, why are the warlords here? Our Li family is a Qing family, so you have to make the decision for our Li family."
The woman in black cheongsam gritted her teeth and cut Hu Meir hard with the knife.
This bitch, where did that 'sexy' energy go? Now that she's about to come forward, she's retreating
Just as she was about to bite the bullet and go out to greet him, the dark door in the distance was pushed open.
A tall man wearing a military cap, a yellow-green military uniform, and a thick velvet cloak walked in in a mighty procession, accompanied by dozens of soldiers behind him.
The lady stared at the warlord in front of her in a daze. When she saw the leader's face clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief and tried to put on a far-fetched smile: "I was wondering who it was. It turns out it's the master."
"It's so majestic and imposing. It scares a country woman like me to death." She patted her chest in fear with a pale face.
That's right, she didn't dare sit down until the leading man spoke.
The man strode over the threshold and stopped beside Baili Xin.
Baili Xin was lowering his head and could only see the other person's black leather military boots.
The boots were spotless and shiny, and one could vaguely see one's face through the metal buttons.
Before Baili Xin could seriously examine his face, something heavy was draped behind him.
The next moment, he saw a dark green cloak hanging on both sides of his body.
A familiar scent then came over along with the warm cloak.
Seeing the old man's actions, everyone present gasped.
Baili Xin's heart moved slightly, and he already had a basic answer to the identity of this old man.
"I heard that my father was murdered, so I hurried here." The man's sinister and cold voice rang out in this magnificent hall, and the cold breath froze everyone. "It seems that our detective has sentenced the man for me without me having to do anything!"
Isn't this his tormenting love
The lady waved her hands hurriedly, "No, it's true. He was the only one serving by the master's side when he died. We arrested him because we were afraid he would run away. Sir, we are a bunch of people from the inner house, how can we solve the case?"
"Since this is the case, I will temporarily hand him over to him." The man's voice, which was so familiar to him, continued to ring above his head, "My father sent me a letter not long ago, telling me that he bought a prostitute from a brothel."
"Let me take a look. I plan to help him become the wife of the Li family."
Everyone's eyes widened, and it was another wake-up call.
lady
This Qing Gong? !
Is the master crazy? ! What kind of magic potion did this vixen give the master
"That's impossible!" the lady cried, "but what's the proof?"
The man in military uniform said coldly: "I am the governor of Fengcheng, and my words are not considered as evidence?"
Everyone was shocked.
Admiral of Fengcheng? It turns out that he is the newly appointed Admiral of Fengcheng!
Baili Xin was still watching the show when he suddenly felt his body lighten and someone held him in his arms.
Only then did he see the man's face clearly.
Dijia was born with a cold and tough appearance and a strong frame. Now in military uniform, he looks like a sharp sword, which is chilling.
Prisin winked at him.
Dijia called out, "Mom."
Baili Xin: "..."
Damn!
Mom literature?!