The strategy of transcending the book

Living at the bottom of this world.

The underground city, a dark city unknown to the outside world.

They are the missing children of the doomsday city, the abandoned children of the whole doomsday.

Rows of marble columns support the entire underground city. The buildings in the city are all made of stone bricks and cement. There are not enough resources. All the good things have been snatched up by the doomsday city. What can be left behind are the things they eliminated That's all.

It can also be understood in this way to pick up the leftovers of others and live in the world.

Under the dim light, a graceful woman was sitting on the bed. She was wearing a long red dress. The red color appeared and disappeared under the light, like flowing blood. The gorgeous makeup was on her face. His face did not look gaudy, and there were still some fine beads of sweat oozing from his tender white neck, and white spots of various sizes formed on the damp concrete wall behind him, exuding a faint musty smell.

Her attire was out of tune with the surrounding environment.

But the beauty is not against the harmony at all.

"Did you bring something?" The mature and soft voice touched people's heartstrings, and the woman's every move narrated the word "elegance".

The man in the black cloak tore off the black scarf that covered his face. His delicate and handsome face looked like a handsome young man. On the chin, there was a well-placed beauty mole that added a lot to his temperament.

The man's originally sharp and sharp eyes were closed, and the eyes were more obedient and obedient.

He didn't answer, just took out the needle and knelt on the ground with his legs, and handed it to her.

The woman smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood. After taking the needle, she first pushed out a little of the liquid in her palm, sniffed it closely, but frowned.

She tasted it, and suddenly laughed, her red lips pulled up, then slowly drooped, trembling, and pursed.

Inside is clear water.

"See for yourself what you brought." She slammed the needle on his head, even though the needle on it was not removed, "Stupid."

However, the man didn't even hide, like a puppet, no matter how much she beat or scolded, he wouldn't hide.

When the woman finished venting, he covered his chest and apologized reverently: "I'm sorry Miss Ota, all this is due to my fault, please punish me more severely."

Ota looked at him for a few seconds, then squatted down, stroked his clean and flawless face lightly, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Her intoxicating eyes are like a sweet swamp, once stuck in it, it will come out again, and the rich fragrance on her body is even more attractive.

"You will continue to help me, right? Ke Wu, I know, only you treat me sincerely, right?"

Ke Wu nodded, staring at her affectionately, "Yes, I will always be Miss Ota's puppet, a dog loyal to Miss Otta."

Ota smiled in satisfaction, and placed a soft kiss on his flawless face.

This is the owner's reward for the dog.

doomsday city.

Ye Senbai felt sore and limp all over, and wanted to turn over and lie down on another side, but the sudden severe pain in his hand woke him up immediately.

He suddenly opened his eyes, the white eyeballs were bloodshot and a little hot.

Ye Senbai looked at the wooden ceiling and the crystal chandelier, and there was a light fragrance similar to sandalwood in the air, which was very pleasant.

He slowly closed his eyes again.

Dreaming, continue to sleep.

But he couldn't fall asleep in a second, a gust of hot wind blew against his ears, it was crispy and itchy, and goose bumps stood up all over his body.

Opening his eyes again, Duan Zhifan's beautiful and handsome face appeared in front of his eyes. He just stared at Ye Senbai without reservation, as if staring at food.

"Brother, you're awake."

It is not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

Ye Senbai was a little apprehensive, blinked, and realized that this was true.

He is back?

Or was it all a dream?

How did he come back?I can't remember clearly, the detailed memory is only left in him holding Bei Le and falling down, and the remaining fragmentary memory is only a white figure, he doesn't know how he got back.

Baylor?She is dead.

How could the heroine die?Even if you just think about it with your toes, there will be no such a plot.

Ye Senbai was in a daze, unable to tell whether it was reality or fantasy for a while.

But the real pain from his body clearly told him.

This is not a dream.

Ye Senbai groped up and down, but there was nothing. He lay naked on the bed with no clothes on his upper body, and he didn't know who undressed him.

But what worries him the most is the name tag that Belle gave him before he fainted.

"Where are my things?" Ye Senbo looked a little anxious, like a child who lost his favorite toy, "The iron red sign in my hand has a name on it."

While talking, he gestured the size in the air, for fear that the other party might not recognize him.

Duan Zhifan didn't answer him, but just took out a small iron sign that had been wiped clean, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but his eyes were cold.

Ye Senbai didn't bother to pay attention to him now, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he clearly saw the name "Beile" on the sign.

"give me back."

Ye Senbai reached out his hand to take the things back, but he couldn't grab them.

Duan Zhifan put the sign in his pocket, and the smile on the corner of his mouth added a bit of naughtiness.

Duan Zhifan leaned down, and whispered in his soft and lazy voice, "Brother, is this the attitude you use to beg others?"

His voice doesn't have any hint of attack, it's soft and waxy, very obedient.

It's a pity that after Ye Senbai poured the river wastewater, his voice became a little hoarse.

Ye Senbai's illness has not fully healed yet, and with such back and forth, he feels a little irritable. Seeing the other party like this, he hurriedly got out of bed to grab him.

But before his foot hit the ground, Duan Zhifan pressed it back abruptly.

Ye Senbai clutched his sore shoulder and gave him a vicious look.

Duan Zhifan noticed that the originally fleshy tone became cold and unfamiliar, "Lie down well, otherwise, I will destroy it."

Duan Zhifan also deliberately took out the sign and waved it in front of Ye Senbai's eyes, as if he was very satisfied and amused to see his frantic look.

Ye Senbai knew he couldn't break him, so he temporarily let it go.

"What do you want to give it to me?" He asked.

Ye Senbai scolded his mother in his heart, did this kid treat him as a big brother in his heart, did he bully his big brother like this?

"Well, let me think about it..." Duan Zhifan turned his head, and picked up a cup from the bedside table, which contained a dark, unknown liquid, "Drink this thing, and I'll give it to you."

Duan Zhifan looked at the blackened liquid, and compared it with the one in the memory of the original owner.

Can't say it doesn't matter, just say it's the same.