The closer Su Qingyu got to the Venus Star Group, the worse his mental state became.
She felt more and more that she belonged to this world.
Just confused memories.
She couldn't tell what was true and what was false.
She is truth-seeking by nature and doesn't like to seek stability in illusory dreams, so she came all the way here.
But the truth is often cruel.
It is still raining heavily.
The crackling raindrops hit her body like marbles, causing her pain.
The body and the spirit are connected.
A healthy body will make your will stronger.
On the contrary, if the body is in pain and sick, the spirit will also be worn out.
This is the wilderness, with no village in front and no shop behind. There is only an overturned car nearby. The driver is dead, and half of his head is a concave bloody hole.
Zhuzhao had long since disappeared.
Fortunately, Youyou supported Su Qingyu and he did not fall to the ground again.
She was covered in mud and looked miserable.
In this world full of pollution, no one can stay clean.
The weakening of her mental strength led to physical fatigue. The car accident hit Su Qingyu's head, and blood dripped down her cheeks like rain. She looked so miserable.
Youyou only wants to play, and he has no way of understanding human fragility and pain.
Su Qingyu summoned out all the weirdness.
"Master, why are you injured?" Yingluo was the first to support Su Qingyu.
She used her body to catalyze the growth of a lotus leaf, which then shielded Su Qingyu from some of the rain.
When she got closer, Yingluo could smell the sweet fragrance of Su Qingyu.
The smell made her juices tremble uncontrollably.
The bleeding master is even more delicious.
"It was a car accident." Su Qingyu held on tight, his eyes sweeping across the strange faces.
When people are hurt and vulnerable, they will subconsciously be willing to trust the person who has been with them the longest.
The first person Su Qingyu signed a contract with was Shuangxi.
She raised her hand, originally pointing at Shuangxi.
But she also saw that Shuangxi, due to his low level and lack of self-control, was staring at the wound on his forehead.
He could only sigh, move his finger slightly to the left, point at Wuxin, and ask him to come over.
"Give me a hand, Wuxin, I don't have much strength left."
After all, we are all mortals. The car rolled over several times and my body was in pain all over. I was lucky that I was not dead.
The wind was howling, and a ghostly young man walked towards her.
"As you command, my Lord."
He had only black pupils and pale skin. In the rain, he stretched out his bony hands towards Su Qingyu.
Su Qingyu handed him the paper money for the dead.
He took the paper money and put it into the empty space on his heart.
The ghost money just disappeared like that.
The price has been paid, and the next step is to complete the mission.
When he was still a human, he was an effective minister.
Now it has become weird, but equally loyal.
He grasped Su Qingyu's arm with his flesh and blood hands and pulled it upwards.
Due to inertia, Su Qingyu fell towards him.
The rain soaked her clothes.
The wet fabric felt uncomfortable against my skin.
Water was dripping from the ends of my hair, and the heavy rain was hitting my face, making it difficult for me to open my eyes.