The woman's eyes widened and her pupils almost shrank into a small dot.

Ye Weilan in the back seat was still holding his cell phone and trying to make a phone call, not knowing that the shadow of death was imminent.

The woman closed her eyes and shouted, "Hold your head!"

Ye Weilan raised her eyes in an instant.

After a "boom", her consciousness fell into darkness.

...

The killings spread throughout the gallery, destroying the perfect works of art, layer by layer of bright red blood spreading across the steps and dyeing the entire ground red.

The number of enemies was decreasing sharply. Seeing that they could rush out to find Ye Weilan, Qi Ye's movements suddenly became strangely in place.

Qin Yu kicked the knife at him and shouted: "You're dead!"

After yelling, he suddenly felt something was wrong with Qi Ye.

He stood there, motionless, neither cold nor cold, but for no reason, his body shivered.

The boundless fear was like a vast ocean, everywhere. Everyone present, including Qin Yu, stopped all the movements in an instant.

Maria in the fire looked shocked and suspicious.

I won't really let her bet...

Qi Ye raised his eyes, his eyes dark, as if it was stained with the deepest darkness, which was terrifying.

A ray of black light suddenly spread out from his eyes, the stars disappeared, and they sank into the dark abyss, and there was no more light in the dark eyes.

Qin Yu did not notice his body trembling, and a feeling of extreme danger made him feel extremely bad.

Maria gasped, not sure whether it was fear or excitement.

Oh shit!

Controlled!

...

The moment Perlangodo received the call from Yan Shi, he frowned.

He was going to accompany Ye Weilan today, but he was delayed because something happened temporarily.

Thinking of this, it seemed like someone deliberately sent him away.

He pressed his eyebrows and was about to go out when the door was suddenly kicked open.

He looked at Ou Ruoqinghan, who had never lost his composure, standing in front of him in surprise, with a shadow covering his eyes.

His expression faded in an instant.

"Maybe you won't have to worry about it anymore."

He heard the man say lightly, his tone of mocking, and a hint of vague...a heartbreaking illusion...

Perlangodo smiled, his smile was light: "No matter what you want to say, wait until I come back, and I am not available now."

He pushed him away and turned around and walked out.

"Will you regret it?" asked the man behind him.

It seemed to be asking him, and it seemed to be asking himself again.

Perrangodo ignored it, and he went downstairs, walked out of the gate, and looked up at the clear sky.

The sky is blue, the clouds are light, and the world looks beautiful.

It looks like a smiling face.

Perlangodo also laughed.

Ou Ruoqinghan lost all his life. When he was young, he lost his wife, daughter, mother, and the warmth in his entire life.

He has never lost it.

After so many years of chaotic wandering in fate, no one can blame him for his mistakes, let alone say he did the right thing.

But no matter where you go, that nagging is inevitable.

"Old pervert, when will you come back? I miss you."

A smile like a flower is reflected in the transparent blue sky, with a bright and beautiful smile. It is an existence that they, like their group, cannot get in their entire lives, but they yearn for.
Chapter completed!