Come on, Master "General Attack"

Here, it is dark.

There is no light, no sound, and in this nothingness, there is a black-haired young man crawling.

The young man opened his eyes, but couldn't see anything.

Bringing his wrist to his lips, he bit down hard, tasted the disgusting smell of blood, and felt the pain that went deep into the bone marrow.

At this time, only these feelings can make the young people understand that they are alive.

The young man opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He didn't know what to say.

Here... where did it come from?

Ah... that's right.

Bai Yu.

Well said little angel!

How long has it been...

The young man lowered his eyes, expressionless.

So hungry.

It hurts.

Suddenly a ray of light seeped in, and Wei Zonggong looked in that direction.

Someone put a porcelain vase on the ground.

"Wait a moment."

Wei Zonggong covered the wound on his wrist with his sleeve, and smiled, "Don't you want it?" He was almost seductive, "I can do it."

The man did not speak.

"Don't leave me here." Wei Zonggong narrowed his eyes, "Please."

"Only the young master and I know here," said the voice, "You are safe."

Safe peat!

Grandpa is going to suffer from claustrophobia!

"Bai Yu." Wei Zonggong narrowed his eyes, "I don't want to stay here."

"It's safe here." Bai Yu just repeated this sentence, then turned and left.

As the door was gradually closed, there was only darkness in front of Wei Zonggong's eyes again.

"Don't go!"

He rushed towards the door and bumped into the heavy stone door.

Wei Zonggong beat the door hysterically, revealing his emotions rarely.

"Come back! Let me out!"

Bai Yu's footsteps stopped.

The young master said... to protect him.

Thinking of this, what emerged in Bai Yu's mind was the lewd scene a few days ago.

After licking his dry lips, Bai Yu clenched his fists tightly.

No.

He is... the young master's man.

Forcing himself to take a step, Bai Yu left there stiffly.

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"What about him." The man had a cold face, and his phoenix eyes looked at the black-haired young man who was sitting at the table and was fiddling with the strings.

The young man hooked his fingers lightly, and the sound of the piano flowed out, hitting the oppressive air.He lowered his head slightly, and did not look at the man who spoke, but focused on looking at his hands lying on the piano, hooking them, and playing a melody.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the coercion around him became stronger.

All the servants serving around him knelt down as early as the man appeared, and no one dared to show any disrespect.

"General Longyan." The young man stopped his movements, put his fingers on the strings, raised his eyes to look at the man, and said with a smile, "I also want to ask you this question."

"Heh." Long Yan snorted coldly, his expression became even colder, "It's ridiculous."

The young man's smile was softer, he tilted his head, "Are you talking about me?"

"Su Yuzhu." With a light voice, Yu Nie leaned against the door and looked at him sideways, "I should have said, there is no second time."

Su Yuzhu raised her head, her smile went cold, "It's not me."

Long Yan looked at Su Yuzhu expressionlessly, the look in his eyes was terrified, as if he wanted to find a trace of emotion in him.

"What are you doing here?"

The sudden words broke the stagnant air.

Yu Nie's smile widened, "Don't you know?" He looked at the man, "Scrophulariaceae is gone."

Bai Yu frowned, "Escaped again."

"Unfortunately," Yu Nie's eyes were unclear, "A flower thief appeared among us."

Su Yuzhu suddenly laughed.When he gripped his fingers, the strings of the zither were cut from it as if cut by a dagger.

Long Yan seemed to have run out of patience, turned around and left the room.

"Oops," said Yu Nie, but she was smiling, "For someone to know the taste, it must be the flower."

"Me too," Su Yuzhu smiled brightly, "I like him very much." A strange light flashed in his eyes, "He has to die by my hands."

Yu Nie chuckled, "Duan Luan." His voice was somewhat cold, "Go and ask him."

Su Yuzhu nodded slightly.

"Ah!" Su Yuzhu stood up abruptly, hugged Qin in his arms, and caressed the scar left on Qin with regret, "It's hurt, so pitiful..."

With this kind of demeanor, it is completely impossible to see that the one who just scratched the scar is himself.

Bai Yu lowered his eyes and remained silent.

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There was a thick stack of notebooks on the desk, and the man was annotating with a pen in one hand.

His Majesty……

Unconsciously distracted, a drop of ink blurred the paper.

"Chenghong."

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Chenghong looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared in the hall with a cold expression.

"Your Majesty spare your life." Cheng Hong's black eyes looked directly at him, only a coldness in his eyes, "You have come to die again."

"You can't kill me." The man was just saying a fact.

Chenghong put down his pen, stood up, expressionless, "You can find me for anything."

"Take you to see him."

With just one sentence, Chenghong was stunned.

But soon, he regained his thoughts.

"Your Majesty..." Chenghong lowered his eyes, "I don't want to see me."

Suddenly aware of something, Chenghong withdrew his unnecessary expression.

"Duan Luan," his voice was mechanical without emotion, "what are you planning?"

Duan Luan's face was expressionless, even his voice was cool, "I want...Master."