"That's because the other party didn't know that my master is like a father?" Ye Weilan held back his guilt and said, "My master is so famous. If I knew, how could I not look for it..."

Ou Ruoqinghan, “…”

This daughter's heart is so tilted that it is completely out of reach.

"Okay, okay, even if my master really sorry for her daughter..." Ye Weilan scratched his hair, "Aren't I trying to make up for it now? I can't really let my master never see his daughter in his whole life, right?"

I don’t know what Perlangodo thinks, but in that case, Ye Weilan will die of regret.

Ou Ruoqinghan, “…”

This girl didn't know at all what the crux of the problem was.

"I don't have an answer for you, go and ask that brat." His Majesty the Emperor simply hung up the phone.

Ye Weilan stared at the hung-up phone, "!!!"

Although His Majesty the Pope was not in a match with her, it was the first time that he had been hanging up the phone without giving face. This means that Perlangodo's affairs are really difficult.

Ye Weilan put down his cell phone dejectedly and went downstairs to look for Qi Ye.

When Qi Ye saw his wife's expression, he knew that she was defeated again. He raised his hand and said, "Lan, come on."

Ye Weilan walked over and flattened her mouth, "Qi Ye, the old guy asked me to ask you..."

"I'll help you find it. When I find it, just ask." As for whether Ye Weilan should see it, it's better to make a decision based on the woman's character.

Ye Weilan immediately said with a smile, "Thank you husband."

...

The darkness spreads like a tide.

The footsteps fell on the ground, as if they were stepping on a ball of cotton. The sounds around them gradually faded away, and soon he was the only one left.

This feeling of familiarity...

Ye Chen stopped.

In some cases, it is also a kind of happiness to be able to know cold and heat, and to know pain and suffering.

Ye Chen lowered his head and looked at his hand, and could almost feel it being swallowed up little by little...

The deep world of consciousness is a pure darkness, endless emptiness and despair, creeping into people's nerves everywhere.

Ye Chen was not afraid of darkness, nor was he afraid of silence, but in such an absolute silence that seemed to have no hope, the heart in his chest became colder and colder.

This is……

The place where Xiaojiu was killed...

The long eyelashes trembled, and Ye Chen's ghostly eyes had a moment of hollowness. He stood there, as if he had lost his soul's puppet.

...

"Sure enough, is this place helpless?" Su Chi tapped the edge of the cup with her slender fingers and looked at it with interest, "I'm really curious about what is the thing that can kill Xiaojiu? Can the other party kill Xiaojiu once? Is it possible to kill him the second time..."

The man in black robe snorted coldly. This was a killing feast specially prepared for Ye Chen. Several "little flies" followed, which made him feel a little dissatisfied.

If they were allowed to destroy his plan, they would definitely not be forgiven.

There is no need for so-called companions. Absolute loneliness and darkness are the path Ye Chen should take.

He said coldly, "Kill them!"

Su Chi paused slightly with his fingers holding the cup, subconsciously glanced at a certain picture, then put the teacup down, and smiled slightly, "The people around Ye Chen are not so easy to be killed."

At least he knew one person who would never die if he wasn't around Ye Chen.
Chapter completed!