life after marriage

This is the first time Sadir saw this kind of person. Rao has worked on Sherol Island for 300 years. Countless criminals have entered Sherol Island through his hands, but he has never seen such a person. people.

His scarlet eyes were trembling slightly all the time, as if he was about to collapse and go crazy, but he was suppressed vigorously, like a pressure cooker that was about to explode, and his whole body exuded the aura of "Danger, please do not approach"— —He was obviously a male, but more dangerous than any female he had ever seen.

It is definitely not a good thing to be found by this kind of person.

However, he must not disclose any information related to Sherol Island. Once he is found by the higher authorities, he will be sent to Sherol Island. It is better to die in the hands of this man if you send it in).

He put down the vegetables in his hand, turned around and got into the bustling crowd.Sadil has lived in this small town for three years, and he is very clear about the various winding paths here. He is familiar with the psychology of all the stalkers, and can even play with them in his heart. He can also get rid of them this time. This guy.

"Come on—come with me this way."

Saidil muttered to himself, went around a corner, grabbed the sheets that the residents had hung on the street, and wrapped himself up.This is a common decoration of the Elis tribe. A long piece of cloth is used to cover the body and head, only the face is exposed. It only took ten seconds for him to become another person completely.

Then he lowered his head and walked up to the pursuer.

Just like before, these stupid trackers who don't understand the local customs will never pay attention to his ordinary——

"Tell me everything you know."

Before the sly smile dissipated from Saidier's face, a strong, steel-like hand grabbed him. Accompanied by this strength, and the icy cold voice, Saidier felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.He turned his head slowly, and saw what his old friend described, the blood-red eyes like a devil.

The moment their eyes met, Saidier gave up resistance, and he could hardly move.

"Come with me."

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Qin Jianzhi followed the clues all the way, from the east to the west of the empire, and turned a corner against the largest river to the south. This long journey took him a full 28 days, and he hardly had any rest. time.

It has been 26 days since Yan Jing entered Sherol Island.Qin Jianzhi is fighting against himself all the time, not just fatigue.

Everything he saw in front of his eyes was faintly covered with a layer of blood, and the noise of passers-by when he passed by the downtown area almost caused his brain to burst, and countless information flooded into his brain. He let go of the things that bound him...

"...that's all I know."

Qin Jianzhi raised his neck and took a deep breath.He has to keep his sense, now he is the only one who can rescue Yan Jing.

However, in order to save Yan Jing, he had to find another person—for this reason, he had to cross the river again to find a female named Moore on the other side of the river.

"I see."

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The morning sun is gradually rising, and the thin morning mist is dispelled when it jumps, and the cool breath makes people feel refreshed.

A white figure broke through the waves on the broad river, at an astonishing speed.

Until he stretched out his hand, landed on the grass on the shore, and when he groped ashore, a thin white palm grabbed his hand.

Qin Jianzhi raised his head, his own hand was soaked in the water all night until it was so cold that he almost lost consciousness, compared with him, this hand looked very warm.

"Qin Jianzhi, you need some time to rest."

The voice of the person who came was very gentle, and his words were as pleasant as singing. Qin Jianzhi squinted his eyes, and the sun had gradually emitted heat. The person was behind the light so that he could not see clearly, but he was a little surprised that he was a thin person. Say, "You really know everything."

"I'm a prophet~" The young man was very lively when he spoke, with a cheerful upswing.

He didn't refuse the man's help, he went ashore, turned over and lay down on the grass: "Tell me, how to get to Sherol Island?"

"I'm a businessman."

"You are a prophet."

"Can't prophets do business?" The boy said with a smile, "News is worth more than gold."

Qin Jianzhi was silent for a while. He thought of his credit card that he had thrown away in the military in a hurry, and his personal account that was frozen because of rejecting Grandma Qin many times. He suddenly had a headache: "I don't have any money now."

"No, no, no, I don't want money." The young man waved his hands quickly, Qin Jianzhi finally saw his face clearly at this time, the young man had emerald green eyes, shining some golden light in the sun, his facial features were as thin as his own , looks very well-behaved and cute - this should be an asian female.

"what would you like?"

"what do you have?"

Qin Jianzhi looked at Moore silently, and wiped his face: "Don't you know what I have?"

Moore hugged his stomach and laughed, almost out of joy, and his thin face became extremely vivid: "You are obviously going crazy, but you are much more fun than ordinary people."

He even laughed tears from the corner of his eyes: "Let me guess, when will you go crazy?"

"Soon, but not now."

"That's a pity!"

Moore's smile stopped abruptly, and he said in a low voice: "It must be more interesting that way."

Qin Jianzhi had no idea why he was laughing—what was so funny about it?But right now he is completely impatient to talk to him about this, he frowned and said: "No matter what, as long as I have, I can give it to you."

Moore blinked: "As long as you have it?"

"As long as I have, as long as you want."

Moore's eyes flickered, and he said gently, "What if I take your life?"

"can."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Moore smacked his tongue. "It's a pity that I don't want this—it's another one."

Qin Jianzhi said patiently, "What is it?"

"Hey, it's a secret. I'll ask you for it after your work is done~" Moore sat down and took out a small knife from his waist: "In order to prevent you from refusing to pay the reward, extend your hand."

"Follow me, after Moore helps Qin Jianzhi achieve his wish, if Qin Jianzhi refuses to pay, Yan Jing will die within three days."

Qin Jianzhi's pupils shrank, and his teeth made a loud "creak" sound: "What do you mean?"

"Insurance. Otherwise, I am such a thin prophet, if you want to renege on your debts, where can I find you?" Moore grabbed Qin Jianzhi's hand, slashed on it without any explanation, and then spit out a mouthful. A string of strange languages.

He looked at Qin Jianzhi, his green eyes were full of bewilderment: "Come on... Read it out..."

Qin Jianzhi closed his eyes. This reward is definitely not something that can be easily delivered. The other party may really want his life, but right now he really has no other chance.

"Okay, I'll read."

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Yan Jing suddenly shivered.

This shiver woke him up from the boundless darkness, and his consciousness gained a little sobriety.

He didn't know how long he had been here, without light or sound, he counted the beating of his own heart to survive.No one can describe what kind of situation this is, but here, his personal feelings are gradually failing, and he can barely maintain his sanity by relying on his usual calmness and self-control.

It was too boring, and the memories of the past were turned up and recalled one by one.He was surprised to find that he actually remembered so many things.From Junk Street to entering the army, what he experienced may be more exciting than some people's lifetime.

Fortunately, these experiences allowed him to chew repeatedly for a long time, so that he would not lose his taste quickly and become dull.

But even so, he soon felt a little bored - anyone who smacked those memories every day, after three or five days, they would turn into something like boiled water.

It's just Qin Jianzhi...

Yan Jing shook his head, he couldn't think about him yet.

He knew what he would experience in the future, and he would uncontrollably relive the memories over and over again, until the hateful became no longer hateful, the lovely no longer lovely, and all that remained was only the feeling of "disgust".

Until insanity, until self-destruction.

But before the last moment, he still wanted to keep this most precious thing.

Hope you are doing well, hope you have another partner, hope you can forget me.

But he opened his mouth, took a sip, and said another sentence: "...don't, don't leave me."

The author has something to say: why is there no update

Because the stupid author can't help but write extra stories

＿(:зゝ∠)＿ Passionately watching the episode every day

It’s almost finished, and I’m pleasantly surprised to find

God, more than [-] words