The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 213

The young master's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at the brilliant and low-luxury ceiling indifferently, and the nauseating lavender smell in the air faded a lot.

The wound on his back was still painful, but he didn't show any expression.

"You're awake." The housekeeper saw that he was awake, without any surprises on his face, with a gentle and polite smile, walked to the window, and opened the curtains for him, "The sun is very warm today, do you want to go out and have a look?"

The young master was not emotional, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Where's the lavender in the yard?"

The butler bent down gracefully, with perfect manners, "I have pulled it out for you."

Hearing this, the young master finally turned his attention to the butler, and stared at him expressionlessly.

For a long time, the young master said calmly: "Then go out and have a look."

The young master's body gradually recovered. From then on, the old castle just had another name that could never be mentioned again. Everything else remained the same, and the long river of time flowed as before.

The noble lady lost her favorite child, tried many times, but still no longer conceived.

No matter how the castle is, it should be inherited by one's own blood. Even if she doesn't like it, the noble lady is still cultivating the young master, but the methods are more harsh.

Except for eating and sleeping, he no longer has any free time, as if he is just a cold-blooded machine, running endlessly.

But for such an arrangement, the young master is still able to handle it with ease. Whether it is social etiquette or skill development, he can quickly master it, and he has high emotional and intelligent quotients.

The fourth story line ends.

For some reason, Sui Ling was certain that the young master in the story was Zhu Yan.

His childhood was gloomy and depressing.

Everyone loves him.

Love him for the pros and cons.

So everyone doesn't love him.

"He is you, right?" Sui Ling held Zhu Yan's hand, his body temperature was as cool as ever.

Zhu Yan didn't want to admit it, but he didn't deny it, his eyes were bent, and his focus was not on this.

"You feel sorry for me now, don't you?"

"Ah."

"Then that's enough." Zhu Yan diverted Sui Ling's attention, with a gentle and elegant tone, "Don't worry about those people anymore, they are all over." After all, he has already killed those who can be killed.

Of course, it is impossible for Zhu Yan to say the last sentence with Sui Ling.

It's not like his character to be so indifferent, Sui Ling frowned slightly, lowered her eyes and looked at her wrist inexplicably, thoughtfully.

The fourth ring clue point is in the huge open space, surrounded by attics.

A wrecked carriage stood in the middle of the open space, and everyone took a look at it before it was taken back.

The phone was instantly implanted with a virus, and trouble appeared in Sui Ling's eyes.

Sui Ling really wanted to throw away the phone, but it was very expensive.

It's not that she is poor, the main thing is that she is still in debt of 70 billion.

Sui Ling glanced at Zhu Yan.

Good-looking people are really hard to raise.

"This is the last question, I hope you have a good time."

Zhu Yan seemed to see the impatience in the girl's eyebrows, smiled lightly, and took her mobile phone over.

Zhu Yan was raised as Qinglin's successor since he was a child, and he naturally understood its technical style. This question was not difficult for him.

There is no shortage of talents on the dark web, and the time to solve the problem is up, and the host of this clue point begins to name the person who solves the problem.

He bowed towards the crowd with a smile on his face, with a smile in his eyes.

"Your Excellency who is the first to enter the carriage, Qinglin has sent you a message, please." The person in charge of the clue point backed away from the carriage, his eyes were polite without any ups and downs.

The phone vibrated, and Sui Ling looked down.

The first Your Excellency is them.

Sui Ling took a step towards the carriage.

Suddenly, Sui Ling's eyes fell on the second floor in the southwest, ready to kill with ice-cold intent, but the girl bent her lower lip leisurely, retreated calmly, and said in a calm voice, "No need."

The person in charge of the clue point looked at the girl in confusion, and said politely, "Are you sure? Your Excellency."

"Ah."

On the southwest attic on the second floor, Wei Yuan held a longbow and his eyes were dark. When he saw the girl's movements, he narrowed his eyes imperceptibly, filled with murderous intent.

"Boss, you have been discovered."

Fog Shadow leaned against the long pillar and smiled gracefully.

"Why don't you do it?" Wei Yuan threw the longbow to his subordinates, and looked at Wuying, his eyes were still violent and gloomy.

"I can't beat it." Wu Ying shrugged his shoulders as a matter of course, with a casual attitude.

Wei Yuan tilted his head and didn't speak, his eyes were obviously full of disbelief.

"I really can't beat it." Fog Shadow thought that he had always been very accurate in seeing people. He touched his lips with his fingertips, and the blood-colored roses were still blooming on his sleeves. "Those two are not as simple as they seem."

Wei Yuan turned the black jade wrench on his finger, and said in a dark tone, "She must die."

Fifth ring story line.

No text.

There is only one beautiful picture.

The golden-eyed woman sits high in the power position of the ancient castle, with a glorious crown on her head, a golden belt around her waist, and a luxuriously carved scepter in her hand, silently honoring.

Her eyes carried the nobility and coldness of a high-ranking person, and the golden earrings hung down, and an aura of strategizing lingered.

The lilies and lavender on both sides are dead, and the boy beside him is still young, with a ring inlaid with a blood ruby ​​on his ring finger, sitting obediently beside the woman.

The woman's five fingers are slender and fair, and she is lovingly stroking her child.

Under the high hall, a man in a black mid-length windbreaker half-kneeled, his figure was perfect and elegant, his beautiful eyes were covered by his broken hair, making it impossible to see through his expression.

There was no longer a gentle and cold boy standing beside him, it seemed empty and lonely.

A piece of white paper is full of traces of being kneaded. The handwriting is neat and serious, but it is somewhat blurred by water stains, and betrayal and power are vaguely written.

The blazing sun rose directly behind her, shining on the solemn and solemn castle.

From then on, she was no longer a duchess who was crowned with her husband's surname, nor was she the daughter of a wealthy businessman who was buried with power.

She is the master of Sorensi.

Is the final winner of the power struggle.

The story line of the fifth ring is over, and all the clues have been sent.

The lights of the old castle are still not on, and the gothic buildings are covered with a layer of moonlight, which is dim and romantic.

The ancient bell sounded far away along the summer night wind, and everyone followed the instructions on the mobile phone to return to the long hall when they came back.

The bright moon was surrounded by mist and thick clouds, and the moonlight in the long hall was hazy. Qin Chu and Fu Rongchen had already returned to the hall.

Although everyone looked as usual, their bodies were more or less stained with blood, whether it was their own or someone else's.

There was a slight smell of blood in the hall, and many seats had been vacated. Everyone knew the whereabouts of this person, but no one would tell the truth.

Seeing that Sui Ling returned to the seat with the young man safe and sound, Qin Chu breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell to the second floor.

Fu Rongchen's attitude was relaxed and willful, he pushed Qin Chu with his elbow, and said in a brisk tone, "How? About this story?"

"I don't know." Qin Chu gave him a speechless look, and leaned back.

With so many troubles coming, how could he have the time to reason about the story.

(End of this chapter)