221 No One Can Fight 1
Later, Chu Ci made a new world in the film and television industry. A foolish actor who had accidentally lost his horse also gave up on himself. No, maybe it should be said that he let himself go and showed his love on major platforms.
When the two of them were old, Chu Ci would leave that plane.
A noise that was indescribable came to my ears.
After the consciousness disappeared, he gradually became clear.
There was a bloody smell around it. As Chu Ci's slight movements, bursts of pain spread from all over her body.
What's going on?
Chu Ci frowned and opened her eyes.
It was night now, and the bright and slightly cold moonlight fell from the wide open window, sprinkling on her body. Below her was a cold floor, wearing extremely thin clothes, and her hands and feet seemed to be frozen to the point of being unconscious.
As Chu Ci moved, a tiny metal sound came from her feet. Chu Ci slowly supported herself and looked up.
Under the moonlight, she saw herself barefoot, with a silver chained leg ring on her ankle. The other side of the leg ring was connected to somewhere in the darkness, and the sound of metal collision was made with Chu Ci's movement.
He was covered with a white broken single skirt, with spots of blood stains on the white, and blood marks on his legs and arms were covered with faint pain.
Chu Ci called Cha Bai in her heart, but there was no reaction.
I roughly checked the surrounding environment.
With thought in Chu Ci's eyes, he raised his hand to touch the ring on his ankle. At this time, there was a slight sound of opening the door from somewhere in the darkness. Chu Ci's movement paused slightly and he heard footsteps.
A figure came over the darkness.
"who?"
The girl's soft voice was slightly hoarse.
The man paused slightly when he heard this, as if he had a sneer, and raised his hand to slap the headlights in the room.
At the same time, the system mechanical prompt sounded.
‘The target of this plane strategy was detected, and the current love value was -97.’
When Chu Ci heard about the love value, her eyes were open blankly, looking at the boy approaching.
He looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a black and white sweatshirt, his eyes half-hung, and his long eyelashes fell a shadow under the light above his head.
The skin is very white, a kind of pathological pale, and looks slender and fragile.
But when his black eyes looked up, he was malicious and empty, and cooperated with the sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips.
The atmosphere was strange for no reason.
"Who will be there who can come here?" He chuckled again, his voice gorgeous and lazy, "But today you are a lot more peaceful, my dear... sister."
Sorry, from the emotions in your eyes, she really couldn't see where he was his "dear".
Chu Ci's eyebrows were beating slightly, and she couldn't figure out the current situation. She pursed the corners of her lips without moving, watching him walk over and squat down.
It was the first time I saw her so calm.
Qin Yishu lowered his eyes strangely and looked at Chu Ci, who had hardly spoken much since he entered the door.
The girl had short hair, which was so delicate that it was indistinguishable from male to female. The fair snow skin was winding upwards with blood marks.
The ultimate contrast between red and white, the smell of blood is everywhere.
The blood blooms thrillingly.
Chapter completed!