Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

The two floors of the hotel were completely blocked, those outside could not get in, and those inside could not get out.

All the 'mimics' in the laboratory were released, and the wanton massacre made the place quiet like a haunted house.

There was no one and no sound.

Lu Jin'an was covered in blood, and finally couldn't hold on halfway, leaning against the edge of the corridor and coughing.

Blood foam dripped to the ground along the corner of his mouth, and there were also fragments of broken organs in it.

The bright silver pistol in his hand was also covered in blood, and the blood from his wrist dripped down to the muzzle, and the dark pattern was dim, disappearing on the back of his hand.

Ji Yanli walked over from the other end of the corridor and stopped when he saw Lu Jin'an.

"Where's Louwang?"

Ji Yanli changed into a neat overcoat, stood upright, with thin lips slightly parted, seemingly lazy and casual but possessed an indescribable extravagance.

Lu Jin'an said angrily, "Run away."

Season Banquet said 'um', as if he had expected this situation long ago.

"He was originally immortal, so it was really difficult to fight."

Lu Jin'an breathed a sigh of relief, his black eyes were cold and clear, even in such a distressed situation, there was indifference towards him in his eyes.

"How is Missy?"

Ji Yanli's thin lips pursed into a sharp arc, and then he raised his eyes to look at him, "Fell asleep."

Lu Jin'an said, "Is she still in pain?"

He had seen Jiang Zijin before when he had an illness, smashing everything in the room to pieces, yelling like crazy when being tied to the bed by the servants to avoid self-harm, and he could do it from a distance of several meters. Hear her.

At that time, Lu Jin'an looked at Jiang Zijin's ugliness with cold eyes from the attitude of a bystander.

But now he didn't want her to hurt anymore.

As soon as he saw Jiang Zijin crying, he couldn't suppress his emotions.

He couldn't tell what his feelings for Jiang Zijin were. He obviously hated her so much before, but now he rushed to save her, and it was also because she had suffered such a serious injury.

In the past, this was almost impossible to happen.

Season Banquet said: "She is no longer in pain."

Lu Jin'an's eyelashes were thick and slender, covering his eyes as dark as night, revealing a trace of coolness.

"If Jiang Ming is not found to undo this curse, those little ghosts will keep pestering her, and her illness will never recover."

Ji Yanli said: "I'm going to find Jiang Ming."

Lu Jin'an put the gun back in his hand, and said in a neutral tone, "I wish you good luck."

"I don't know where Jiang Ming is hiding now." Ji Yanli glanced at the black mist overflowing from his hand, "I opened the barrier, and no one will come in here for a while, and Jiang Ming will not be able to escape. .”

Lu Jin'an didn't seem to care about Jiang Ming's whereabouts, and asked him instead, "Where is Missy now?"

Ji Yanli was silent for a moment before telling him, "It's in my room."

Lu Jin'an raised his feet and walked in the opposite direction, Ji Yanli called him to stop, pointing to the front, "My room is over there."

Lu Jin'an said 'oh', "I'll find her some clean clothes before going there."

"She should be freaking out."

When Jiang Zijin woke up again, the throbbing pain in his heart had disappeared, and there was still a trace of blood in his mouth.

The bright lights outlined the girl's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and the black skirt made her more clean and fair.

"woke up?"

Lu Jin'an leaned against the door, his jaw was slightly raised, his face was expressionless, even indifferent.

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere in your body?"

Jiang Zijin touched her chest, and at the moment when she was unconscious, she vaguely saw the Season Banquet, and then a blanket of red.

There was blood everywhere, and the lingering smell of blood was in the air.

Season's Banquet seems... injured?

Jiang Zijin bit her lower lip, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly, she raised her eyes to look at Lu Jin'an, her voice was low and soft.

"What about the season banquet?"

Lu Jin'an's face turned even colder. He changed into clean clothes, and when he got close, he could still smell the fragrance of laundry detergent on his body.

"died."

Jiang Zijin's eyes widened, a little unbelievable, and her voice was trembling, "How could it be..."

While talking, she got out of bed and wanted to find him, but Lu Jin'an stopped her back on the bed with one hand.

He put on the black leather gloves again, covering the dark pattern on the back of his hand.

The lines of the metacarpal bone were propped up, and the shape of the fingers was slender, pressing on the collarbone of Jiang Zijin's chest, forming a stark contrast with the snow-white complexion, looking sexy and abstinent.

"I'm lying to you," Lu Jin'an said with a bad face, "he went out and will come back later."

Jiang Zijin's eyes were still wet red, "You..."

She wanted to say how Lu Jin'an could lie to her with such a thing, but when she met Lu Jin'an's cold eyes, she choked back the words.

The young butler looked down at her, "Are you worried about him?"

Jiang Zijin heard a hint of threat from his words, as if if she just said the word 'worry', Lu Jin'an would go crazy and lose control.

"I......"

She shrank back uncontrollably.

Most of the main story line has passed, and Jiang Zijin, no matter how dull she is, can understand that these people are not ordinary people, at least they all have abilities and physiques that ordinary people cannot explain.

"Miss," Lu Jin'an naturally raised her long hair from the sideburns, and the long hair let out of his hand, "If you keep avoiding me like this, I don't know what I will do to you."

Jiang Zijin's eyelashes trembled, and the cheeks he gently rubbed seemed to pass through a thin layer of electric current. The leather gloves were cool, hovering like sticky cold-blooded animals, and she pinched her restless fingers tightly.

Lu Jin'an picked up a suit of clothes from the bedside table and threw them on her, "Put this on."

Jiang Zijin hugged her clothes in a daze, Lu Jin'an hadn't left yet, and was just looking at her here.

"Don't wear it?"

The clothes on Jiang Zijin's body were already stained a lot due to tossing and tossing around, but because it was a black dress, it didn't look very conspicuous.

"You..." Jiang Zijin's eyes were bright red, "Turn around."

Lu Jin'an stared at her for a while, then turned around.

Jiang Zijin took off the clothes on his body, the sound of the zipper sliding was particularly obvious in the quiet room, Lu Jin'an couldn't see it, but his ears were more sensitive.

He could hear the small rubbing sound of the soft cloth passing over her fair skin when the eldest lady took off her clothes, which made people even more imaginative.

Lu Jin'an looked down at his hand, his eyes were as black as ink, deep and dangerous.

That layer of gloves was like his camouflage, covering up all his emotions.

Dark, deep, like a whirlpool swallowing everything.

Including the desire for the young lady.