At this time, outside the inner city gate, it was a little quiet and weird. No one dared to speak, including Zhan Yi and Zhan Ting, their eyes were focused on one place, that is, the door of the V-32 helicopter.

No one in the entire Purple Mountain Dungeon would recognize the model of this helicopter, but it doesn't matter. No matter what helicopter it is, it is so luxurious that it has far exceeded their imagination.

An elderly butler walked out of the helicopter slowly and gracefully. He stepped on the red carpet gracefully, his body as light as a butterfly. His limbs, which had obviously soft muscles, just slightly sunken, took on his weight. Then he spread a snow-white square scarf on his arm and raised it flat.

Seeing this, Panyi's pupils shrank slightly.

A hand slowly stretched out from the helicopter's hatch door, which was as elegant, delicate and slender as an orchid. It was held on the butler's arm. On the ring worn by the middle finger, the dark ruby ​​that was the size of a quail egg almost made everyone look straight.

The only thing that makes people feel a little abrupt are those slender nails that are as long as five centimeters. The nail lines are impeccable, but they are decorated with black and red patterns, which makes people shudder.

Out of the helicopter was a woman dressed in a medieval palace at the old era.

Her hair was tied up high and tied into a bun with golden rose-patterned hairbands. She looked like she was just about twenty years old, her light gray eyes were typical aristocratic indifference, and her skin was so delicate that it seemed that she might be blown by the wind at any time. No matter from any angle, she met even the most demanding standards of classical beauty.

Almost everything around this woman is so out of place with this era. To be precise, it is so luxurious that it is beyond the reach of people's imagination.

Immediately afterwards, four fully armed soldiers emerged from the hatch. They were all wearing silver-gray alloy armor, protecting all the key parts such as the chest, back heart, and lower abdomen. Below the armor was a uniform with dark gold and black stripes, and the long leather boots under their feet were also shining.

Moreover, behind the four soldiers, there were four mini heavy machine guns carrying chills.

The woman didn't look at Ebout at all. Since the moment she got off the helicopter, she stared at Zhan Yi. No, to be more precise, Zhan Ling beside Zhan Yi. She raised her hand gracefully, pointed at the girl with her black and red fingertips, and said, "I want this girl."

Her tone was unquestionable and undisobedient. It was what she said to Zhan Yi and Zhan Ling, and it was also an order to the butler. The butler bowed slightly and said, "As for the order, madam."

Zhan Yi understood when he heard the woman's tone that this was an order and there was no room for negotiation. However, Zhan Yi's body trembled uncontrollably at this time. Every time the woman took a step closer, his trembling became stronger.

The old housekeeper who used his arms as the handrail also walked step by step with her. Although the two were walking on the ground, the woman's high heels and the old housekeeper's leather shoes were spotless. And unlike the waiters, the soles of the two were also clean. In fact, they never really touched the ground every step they took.

The woman walked to Zhan Yi and reached out to pull Zhan Ling from him to him. She spoke in a slight orchid and said slowly: "You will be mine in the future!"

Zhan Ling's eyes, full of nervousness, anxiety, fear, curiosity, and countless complex gazes, also looked back at the woman.

From beginning to end, Zhan Yi sat down on the ground without moving, allowing the woman to pull Zhan Ling away. Although it was a distance, Zhan Yi's trembling body could not be concealed.

The woman looked at Zhan Yi in surprise and nodded, "It's me whom you fear, not my subordinates. It's great! It seems that you are a smart child and know what choice should you make. What choice do you think I will give you?"

Zhan Yi was silent for a moment before saying, "I am alive, she is yours. Or I am dead, she is still yours."

The woman was even more surprised, and a smile appeared on her face, as if the ice and snow melted, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. Her tone also softened, and she asked: "Tell me your name."

"Show your wings!"

At this time, the woman also stared at Zhan Yi and said, "Okay, Zhan Yi. My full name is Christina Lux. She, I'm going to take her away. You can't protect her now. Only here with me can she exert all her talents. Remember my name, if one day you are strong enough, you can come to me. Okay, now, you can see my face clearly and remember not to forget!"

She leaned forward and used the long nails of her index finger on her left hand to lift up her lower jaw. Her faces were less than ten centimeters apart. The mysterious fragrance in her breath even completely covered her cheeks.

The tip of the black and red nails slowly slid across his skin.

The old housekeeper standing beside him lowered his head, looking at the tip of his leather shoes. The guards all turned around and turned their backs to the other side. Ebute and others also lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak.

In extreme silence, the feeling of time becomes a problem. It seems that only a moment has passed, and it seems that a long time has passed.

At some point Christina had already stood up, she covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm looking forward to the day you come to me!"

At the same time, she turned around and said to Zhan Ling beside her: "Do you have anything else to say to him?"

"Yes!" Zhan Ling was not a fool either. She had heard Zhan Yi's words just now. She knew in her heart that the woman in front of her was not an existence that Zhan Yi could compete with.

Therefore, she had been very honest just now, without any struggle, and was at the mercy of Christina. At this time, she nodded quickly when she heard the woman's words. Of course, she still had a lot to say to Zhan Yi.

But at this time, it was probably not for the woman to give her that long time. At Christina's suggestion, Zhan Ling walked to Zhan Yi again and squatted down.

"Xiaoyi, my sister can't take care of you in the future! Oh, no, my Xiaoyi has grown up and can take care of herself! Actually..." At this point, Zhan Ling paused slightly, then bit her lip and said, "You are not my brother, we have a little sister, her name is Zhan Ting. The specific situation, when you are strong enough, I will tell you when you find me!"

After Zhan Ling finished speaking, she stood up and walked to Christina's side without waiting for Zhan Yi to ask questions. Because Zhan Ling knew that Zhan Yi was indeed not strong enough at this time, and her following him could only be regarded as a drag on Zhan Yi, which would add a lot of trouble to him. After all, women are synonymous with trouble, and the more beautiful a woman is, the more trouble she brings.

Seeing Zhan Ling coming, Christina smiled slightly, and was supported by the old housekeeper with one hand and led Zhan Ling toward Ebut with the other.

Of course, she is still the same as the old housekeeper, and her feet don’t touch the ground!

Zhan Yi was shocked by the news that Zhan Ling told him. It turned out that Zhan Ling was not his own sister, and he even had a sister named Zhan Ting.

However, why hasn't Zhan Ling ever told him before? Why has Zhan Ling only told Zhan Yi a little bit, not telling him all the truth, but also waiting for his strength to become stronger.

Although Zhan Ling only said a little bit, Zhan Yi analyzed from it that at least, Zhan Yi and Zhan Ling's identities were not as simple as Zhan Yi imagined. There must be some secrets hidden behind Zhan Yi that Zhan Yi didn't know.

Otherwise, how could a strong man like Christina take Zhan Ling away? She must have seen something and knew that Zhan Yi could not protect Zhan Ling, so she did this.

Zhan Yi had too many questions in his mind that he didn't notice that just as Christina and Zhan Ling left, a strange energy was injected into Zhan Yi's body.

And as the strange energy injected, Spianyi's injured arm was actually regaining consciousness at an extremely terrifying speed.

Zhan Ling walked with Christina while looking back, as if he wanted to see Zhan Yi's last look, and the memory was in her mind.

At this moment, Christina suddenly stopped, then turned around, revealing half of her face full of classical beauty, and said to Zhanyi: "In this era, what is needed is not the angel of justice, but the bloodthirsty demon!"

"Ange, Demon?" Zhan Yi savored the last sentence Christina said to him. At this moment, Zhan Yi didn't know the true meaning of the name Christina. He didn't know what the Iron Lady of the Tianmeng organization meant to this era.

Christina held Zhan Ling with one hand and was supported by the old housekeeper with the other. Surrounded by Ebut and headed towards the inner city along the red carpet.

There are only three people who are qualified to walk on the red carpet, or to be precise, there is only one person, that is Zhan Ling. Because Christina and the old housekeeper are still not touching the ground even if they are on the red carpet.

Even the four fully armed warriors following Christina were not qualified to walk on the red carpet.

Zhan Yi woke up after the figures that had been disappearing inside the inner city gate. At this time, he suddenly realized that his injuries had healed. Not only was the injured arm intact, but even the displaced internal organs had returned to normal at this time.

A gust of cold wind blew, Zhan Yi took a deep breath, and then stood up from the ground. At this time, there was no other figure besides Zhan Yi. The man who injured Zhan Yi quietly followed Ebut and the others into the city.
Chapter completed!