If you dare to steal my life, I will show you my madness.

Joy can drive away the sadness of separation.

Zheng Nolan raised his head and raised his chin slightly, feeling very proud.

"Of course not! A Ferris wheel is still a Ferris wheel, made in the shape of ice and snow, blending in with the surrounding scenery.

Let me tell you, that Ferris wheel is very popular. It is equipped with air conditioning and KTV, and you have to queue for a long time just to sit on it.

When the time comes, call Xiao Guo up, he will line up, we will wander around the area, and then go back when it is our turn. "

Guo Yu is not here, but the arrangements are clear.

What a sad baby!

Ye Ruoan couldn't help laughing, drinking the sweet milk tea, her eyebrows curved like a crescent moon, quiet and beautiful.

The more Nolan Zheng watched, the more she couldn't bear it. He tried his best to suppress the urge to dissuade her, and continued to find topics to divert her attention.

"Erbin not only has a Ferris wheel, but also ice sculptures. Roses that never fade, frozen pears in the shape of flowers, and exquisitely plated sausages will definitely suit your taste."

He tapped the screen with his green-white fingers and flipped through to find another set of videos.

“This is China’s thousand-year-old capital with a rich cultural atmosphere.

The most important thing is that they have 185 handsome guys wearing Feiyu suits to greet guests at the high-speed rail exit. You can hug them, take photos with them, and hold them high.

And this one, Miss Daji from Cangwu Mountain, she is as beautiful as a flower and has charming eyes. It would be a pity not to post it. "

Handsome guys and beauties, this is Queen Xiaoye’s favorite.

She always dreamed of having close contact with them, but she was too young at the time and no one paid attention to her.

"Ahhh! I'm going, I'm going! Everyone is going! No one can be left behind!"

Ye Ruoan's eyes shone excitedly, as if the stars had fallen into her eyes, dazzling and shining.

But it’s of no use!

She is about to go to Pandora Island to fight against the gods, and there is no guarantee whether she will come back alive.

The written suicide note was placed in the luggage early. If he could not come back, it would be the last explanation to his family.

Zheng Nolan’s eyes wanted to pee, but she resisted and hurriedly lowered her head.

"That's it, let's go together and lie to people like puppies."

His vision slowly became blurry, and a little finger with distinct joints broke in unexpectedly.

"Pull the hook!"

Above her head was the calm but yearning voice of Queen Xiaoye, "If you pull the hook, you can't regret it, hee hee!"

Nolan Zheng laughed through tears and stretched out her little finger.

Two little fingers of different thicknesses were tightly intertwined, sending out pure expectations and blessings.

"Hang yourself with a hook for a hundred years and lie to others like a puppy!"

**

Pandora symbolizes terrible and endless disasters in myths and legends. In addition, a peerless genius killer was born a hundred years ago, so it is covered with a strong layer of mystery.

Many people like this style and settle here.

Over time, today, a hundred years later, Pandora Island's tourism industry is booming, with an endless stream of tourists all year round.

The island is vast, about the size of a river city.

It is located in the southern hemisphere. When China enters the cold winter, the average temperature here is as high as 26 degrees Celsius.

Every winter, a large number of foreign tourists come here to enjoy the exotic customs of the island country.

Perhaps because there are so many tourists here and the population is complex, the Gods have been hiding here for decades and have never been discovered.

Ye Ruoan and Qin Yan took a private helicopter to Pandora Island, and specifically asked the driver to circle the island several times to get a general understanding of the terrain and situation.

The deck chairs on the beach are densely packed, and the crowds are flowing in endlessly, like dumplings, without any space.

"There are so many people." Ye Ruoan sighed: "It's quite troublesome."

More people means more worries when conflicts arise.

Looking ahead and looking behind is a taboo for soldiers.

The largest building on the island is a Gothic-English-style castle, covering an area of ​​several thousand miles and nearly a hundred meters high.

Each window is equipped with sealed transparent glass. The glass is very small, and the layout inside is twisted and curved, making it difficult to see clearly.

Qin Yan pointed to the castle and said: "The property of Neutral Family Weir will be held there."

Ye Ruoan looked in the direction of his finger, and saw the brown exterior wall, with both Eastern and Western gods installed on the top.

"A combination of Chinese and Western?"

Yan Yan looked through the information, glanced at it, and began to introduce it dutifully:

"The bloodline of the Weir family is chaotic, with foreigners marrying into each generation. Yellow skin, black skin, and white skin can be seen everywhere. The beliefs and habits of the East and the West merged with each other, and finally it is what it is now."

Ye Ruoan suddenly realized, "It turns out to be a global chaos."

Yan Yan's face twitched.

Fine!

It can also be described in this way, although it is a bit embarrassing.

“The Weir family has always had a simple family tradition and pure conduct, and is deeply respected by all major forces.

Twenty years ago, an illegitimate son suddenly appeared and crazily suppressed his legitimate sons, resulting in the tragic death of all his legitimate sons.

Later, with the help of a mysterious force, the illegitimate son became the head of the family against all odds. "

This plot and this plot are all familiar old routines.

Ye Ruoan counted with his fingers.

Sure enough, it's still the same thing - seize life and replace it!

"Illegitimate children are people who should not appear. I guess the situation is similar to that of the Qin family."

Create a person who shouldn't exist and destroy the family's prosperity. Then, use this person who appears out of thin air to completely destroy that family.

The wool comes from the sheep, and the punishment from heaven will also fall on the sheep.

"It's quite...evil."

Dao Dao's expression was hard to describe.

"All the benefits have gone to the Gods, but the price has to be paid by the victims of their scheme. It's so unconscionable!"

Somehow, Ye Ruoan suddenly tilted his head to look at him at leisure.

"what?"

Da Dao rolled his eyes and handed over the milk tea in his hand.

"Every child has an enigmatic look on his face all day long, which is very scary."

Ye Ruo'an did not take the milk tea, but slowly approached the avenue, tracing his outline with her eyes, and then turned to look at Zhi Jian.

Da Dao and Zhi Jian are cousins ​​of the same age and have somewhat similar appearances.

They come from the Khmer aristocracy, receive the best education since childhood, and have the best food and clothing.

Since the two families belong to the same circle, they have been friends with each other for many years.

The children of the two families have known each other since childhood and are considered childhood sweethearts.

Ye Ruoan was not surprised on weekdays, but today he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"That castle..."

She raised her chin towards the Weir family's castle, pouted, and blurted out: "It's close to the aura on your body."

Dao Dao, Zhi Jian: "..."

The two of them looked at the majestic castle and then at the serious Xiao Qingmei, speechless.

"You're kidding, we've never been here."

After carefully recalling it, the attentive Zhi Jian added: "It's never happened before!"

That's strange!

Ye Ruoan held his cheeks with his hands, his eyebrows tightly knitted together, and he was lost in thought.

When a person stays in a place all year round, he will leave his own unique atmosphere.

However, breath is a very special thing that cannot be seen or touched. Only people in Xuanmen can sense it. Ordinary people don't even understand what it is.

So, where does this breath come from?