You're not lying to me, are you? Then why does my mother, who loves me dearly, ask me to attend again and again?
The man still smiled and nodded: "It's bitter, and you can't regret it. Once you participate, you will succeed-or die."
Bai Li subconsciously hugged the doll in his arms. "In this case, go to the elder sister! I won't go!"
Bai Mei lowered his eyes to cover the fluctuation in his eyes. For a moment, he raised his eyes again, looked at the man's cold eyes and said, "I will stick to it."
I will, and I will also protect and take good care of everyone in The White's family, which... is probably the only value I still have...
Red blood.
Twenty-year-old Bai Mei was dressed in black, her hair tied high, standing in the corpse and blood, smiling coldly. "Those who dare to provoke me in The White's family always have to pass me first."
The same young man in black bent down respectfully. "Master, the second lady's birthday party..."
Bai Mei smiled shallowly when he heard this, and there was some tenderness in his eyes. "Mo, accompany me back to freshen up, you and I will go together!" How can I miss my sister's birthday? Such a lovely and intimate sister...
Empty emptiness.
"Xiao Jiu... Xiao Jiu... Xiao Jiu! Wake up! Wake up!"
In my ear, who is calling incessantly?
Thirty-year-old Bai Mei struggled to open her eyes and couldn't help being surprised.
She still remembers the shrill whine between the wheels and the ground, as if it were just around the corner, but her eyes were dim huts, vague figures, strange voices...
She reluctantly evoked a mocking smile and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is this?"
"Xiao Jiu, you can wake up, anxious to death your fourth sister! Is there anything else wrong? Is it better?" The voice did not answer his question, but changed the subject impatiently.
Headache... I want to raise my hand, but I can't lift my arm heavily.
Try to control your disobedient vocal cords, but it is difficult to make a sound.
The wooden door rubbed out a sharp scream on the ground, and the door opened, and the bright sunlight shot in.
The two backlit people reflected two vague figures in Bai Mei's eyes.
"Both of you, come out!" It's a cold female voice.
The voice around me rang hastily: "Xiao Jiu is ill, she... she..."
"Sick? Not in good health! I want to buy someone to serve my master to go to the battlefield... I don't have to choose, just those who are not sick!" The voice was full of sharpness and contempt.
Buying people? Where the hell is this?
Holding his arm stiff for a moment, "Xiao Jiu, sorry, don't blame the fourth sister... live well..."
A low sigh sounded in my ear.
Later, Bai Mei felt as if he had been placed on a pile of straw.
The figure around me left, the sun disappeared, and the door closed.
It's cold.
Where the hell am I?