Su Luo and Zi Yan were lying on the wall, holding their breaths, looking down carefully.
Li Yaoyao was slapped by Zi Yan before, flew out of the window and fell to the ground. At this time, she was lying on the wide road, her body exuding a seductive luster in the moonlight.
Li Yaoyao was stunned by the slap, so at this time her eyes were closed and she was in a coma.
Not far away, a figure flew away without stopping.
The person who flew away was the first-order man that Su Luo had sensed before.
"It's a pity, let him go like this." Zi Yan held her cheeks with both hands, and sighed with regret.
Su Luo patted her head: "Is thinking so evil?"
In fact, Su Luo smiled more evilly than Zi Yan.
"Do you know what I hope most now?" Zi Yan shook her head and smiled smugly.
"What?" Su Luo lay on the roof side by side with her, looking at Li Yaoyao, who was lying on Chi Guoguo below, and took a moment to glance at Zi Yan.
"I really hope that a beggar will come from the street corner at this time. This beggar will be dirty and ugly. The kind that hasn't taken a bath in a few years, unkempt, and it's best to have wounds, festering abscesses..." Zi Yan While describing excitedly, he nodded in satisfaction.
Su Luo angrily poked Zi Yan's forehead: "Little girl, this is not good?"
Zi Yan pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't you think so in your heart?"
Su Luo smiled and rolled his eyes: "It's enough if you know it, why say it?"
The two talked and laughed, and poor Li Yaoyao was just naked, lying on the cold ground, basking in the moonlight.
"Hey! Look, what is that?!" Zi Yan was suddenly excited, grabbed Su Luo's hand, and pointed to a dark figure in the corner ahead.
At this time, the figure was turning a corner and slowly walking towards this side.
Su Luo was shocked at first, then trembled, and finally burst out laughing.
Is Zi Yan that is Chrysostom? Say what
Isn't the one who walked in front of Zi Yan the dirty, ugly, unkempt beggar who didn't take a bath for a few years? !
At this time, Zi Yan was also dumbfounded, and a pair of black and clear eyes stared at the boss.
"Is it a crow?" Su Luo asked jokingly. Like a crow's mouth, it's really efficacious.
"This... I'm really just talking." Zi Yan defended in a low voice, but then an excited expression appeared on her face, "I'm looking forward to the next plot, please don't disappoint!"
So, the dark eyes of the two gossip girls shone, and they stared attentively at the beggar with a dirty sack hanging from his body and a broken bowl in his hand.
As I got closer, I could see that the beggar was about forty or fifty years old. One of his legs was a little lame, and the exposed wound had a ferocious wound. The wound was covered with abscesses, and it looked utterly disgusting.
He kept his head down and limped forward.
At this moment, suddenly, he stepped on something under his feet and stumbled and almost fell.
"What?" The beggar looked down, and through the bright moonlight, he clearly saw a piece of crimson cloth being stepped on under his feet.
Belly pocket? !
The beggar's eyes suddenly lit up.
At this moment, suddenly, he stepped on something under his feet and stumbled and almost fell.
"What?" The beggar looked down, and through the bright moonlight, he clearly saw a piece of crimson cloth that he stepped on...