After rebirth, the real daughter became a popular figure by relying on internal competition

After Li Zhiyin gave the order, no one left.

But no one spoke.

Countless tall figures approached her, their movements were very light and slow, like smoke that would disperse at the touch, but when they put their hands down, the smoke would gather around her again.

The sky was a heavy sapphire blue, the car lights were not turned on, and she was standing in a place without any light source. The only thing she could rely on was the moonlight in the sky.

But there is no moon in the sky.

They could see her clearly.

Those priceless artificial eyes automatically turned on night mode, making them look like cats crawling in the dark, facing her with a faint emerald green light.

She felt a little creepy and looked for Ji Ye for help, only to find that Ji Ye was also sinking in the darkness, along with these overlapping shadows.

She couldn't find him.

Because he also has a pair of dark green eyes.

Although it was very quiet, Li Zhiyin keenly felt that they were very excited and even a little breathless.

It was as if they had died in the border river between Country G and Country A, and the lost and regained love turned into a heavy, wet corpse, slowly crawling to her feet.

Before he could climb on top of her, she instinctively felt suffocated, and suddenly realized that she had been forced into a corner without knowing when.

She wants to change place——

"Zhizhi." Yan Juexia suddenly spoke.

She stopped and said anxiously, "Huh?"

"Soulmate." Chi Ye called her.

Li Zhiyin was puzzled: "What?"

"Li Zhiyin." Su Wenli also shouted.

Li Zhiyin: “…What?”

No one spoke again, even the sound of breathing was lost in the air.

Only Li Zhiyin's voice suddenly rang out in the darkness, and it was the sound of breathing.

She inhales quickly and exhales deeply, which is proof of her survival that needs no further explanation.

Their chests gradually followed her rhythm, rising and falling together.

Li Zhiyin didn't understand what they meant: "You guys are so weird. You called me but I didn't say anything. And didn't you all refuse to turn around and say goodbye to me yesterday? Why are you looking for me now? I don't forgive you!"

These are angry words.

But she is angry now, so it is the truth.

Li Zhiyin walked between them, trying to find a way out: "Get out of the way, I want to leave——"

The jasmine-scented embrace suddenly pounced on me!

An incomplete cry escaped from her throat, and with a "quack", she was swallowed up in the surging crowd.

In a house diagonally across the alley, a red light flickered behind the window.

The red light flickered and smoke rose up. It was an old man smoking.

The old man narrowed his eyes at the crowds of people in the distance and whispered, "Hey, look over there, the gang members are here again, dismembering the foreigners."

The old lady sat next to the dim desk lamp and listened attentively.

It's quiet outside.

She rolled her eyes and said, "How can you be dismembered? You are so presbyopic and you can't see clearly, yet you are talking nonsense."

"It looks like a dismembered body." The old man narrowed his eyes and looked hard: "The man was swallowed into the crowd and disappeared."

"Then why didn't you scream?"

"My mouth is blocked."

The old lady found it funny: "Can screams be stopped by gagging? It seems that this person has not been dismembered yet, and he is probably being beaten."

"It doesn't look like it." The old man couldn't see clearly, he only saw a group of people wriggling: "Their movements are very small, just dismembering the body."

The old lady didn't respond and concentrated on tidying up the tangled yarn in her hands.

The red wool was tightly tangled together and no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find the source of the tangle. When I pulled one thread off, I found another one tangled in it.

It seems that the source is covered by these silk threads, which are entangled with the innermost thread in a very twisted way, making it inseparable.

The old lady was upset by the thread and glanced at her husband: "Don't look at it, or the gang members will ask for money again if they see you!"

Her husband didn't say anything, but suddenly closed the window and huddled in front of her: "Oh no, another group of gang members has surrounded us! Turn off the lights! Pretend no one is home!"

The old lady quickly turned off the lights and looked nervously at the tightly closed wooden doors and windows. There was still a little golden light pouring in from outside, like strands of projected golden lines, which was enough to show that the car lights outside were as bright as daylight.

The crowded crowd in front of Li Zhiyin dispersed when they heard the sound of the car, and they protected her tightly in front of her, like an impenetrable human wall.

The light shone into her eyes through their tall figures. She was dazzled by the rays of light and couldn't open her eyes. She raised her hands to shield her eyes. Several vans were blocking behind their car, and a group of people holding instruments got out.

One of them held a gun and said viciously in accented English: "When you foreigners came, our boss Ott died. It must be you who did it!!"

The people protecting her took out their combat prostheses without saying a word and rushed into the crowd to kill!

Li Zhiyin leaned against the wall. Although the turmoil was caused by her, she obviously didn't need to use any force.

Of course she had no strength left, her calves were weak, and she slid down the wall like a piece of soap slapped against the wall, and squatted in the corner.

She seemed to have been drained of her energy by a fairy, and was still a little frightened, with her mind full of handsome men.

The handsome faces with completely different styles were like a beautifully woven spider web. She was pulled hard and fell into the web. The scorching temperature dotted her body and she was covered with fragrance. She could no longer smell what each of them was, but the mixed smell became her smell.

Infinite weirdness exploded in my heart, and I simply yelled in the chaos: "I've only been missing for more than ten hours! You guys are a bunch of lunatics!"

The group of people who were slaughtering paused and looked back at her.

There was light now, but they were against the light and still couldn't see their faces clearly.

She squatted in the corner and bit her lower lip fiercely, but hissed in pain.

Before they had dealt with the person completely, they looked at her deeply and went back into the fight.

Li Zhiyin felt a little better, stood up, and walked out with trembling calves.

She wanted to activate the accelerator, but she couldn't. Her body was as soft as mud and she couldn't exert any strength.

She kept walking with her head down. She didn't know how long she had been walking when she smelled a strong smell of blood. She suddenly raised her eyes and saw a row of people standing at the entrance of the alley.

The thick clouds slowly revealed the moon in the sky, and its cold light fell on them. Li Zhiyin finally saw their faces clearly.

They dealt with the new trouble, and their cold green eyes gradually faded and were stained with pure moonlight.

They were all smiling, like people trapped deep in the desert who were finally rescued, the kind of smile that was filled with relief, satisfaction, and anticipation for the future.

Li Zhiyin shuddered violently.

Mo Sinian stood in the middle, the soft blade line under his wrist automatically shook off the human blood and crawled back to his wrist like a small snake.

"Let's go, Zhiyin."

Mo Sinian's smile deepened: "Let's go home."