Lost City [Unlimited]

What is written in the book is a legend.

The rhetoric is gorgeous, with ups and downs, but there is only one central idea.

Legend has it that the saint was tainted with sin and was thrown into reincarnation by God. The corners of her lips are the punishment of oral karma and the mark of hell. Kill her and the devil will grant your wish.

Sun Meng was holding the book, with a disgusted expression on his face: "So..." Oh shit.

Before the most important word was uttered, the players saw the girl in the purple dress raise the corners of her mouth abruptly, her smile slightly distorted: "I've read this story before, and the words and sentences are very good."

At this time, a maid bowed her head and walked into the players' line of sight. They were shocked, and at the same time, they were in awe of Sun Meng's adaptability.

Regardless of image, lies are made up, bull!

Yu Songyuan said secretly to Hu Ling, "I think she can fight you."

Hu Ling glanced at him, "Which area are you referring to?"

lie.

Yu Songyuan sighed and smiled in his heart, but there was no flaw on his face: "Ability to adapt to changes."

Hu Ling's eyes widened, and he smiled at him with half-closed eyes: "Really, why didn't I see it."

The tone was soft, and the smile was pure and charming, but Yu Songyuan's fingertips trembled.

——Sun Meng She has never been in the eyes of young people.

He stared at the young man carefully again, with an expression like that of a research-spirited astronomer looking up at the unreachable galaxy.

"But I think she is quite powerful." Yu Songyuan tentatively said.

Hu Ling's smile remained unchanged: "Then you should improve yourself, dear~"

The last three words were pronounced by the young man very tenderly, like sugar on the tip of the tongue, Yu Songyuan clearly knew that there was poison on it, but he still couldn't help holding it back and hiding it in his heart.

Still can't stop being silly.

Yu Songyuan smiled wryly, but he didn't catch Hu Ling's very pale and cold eyes when he passed by him.

·

The maid just passed by, greeted them and left.

The young man's gaze followed the maid for a few more steps, thoughtful.

"Okay, let's continue." Sun Meng's voice became lower: "According to the current situation, Leisa is the saint in the book and has not run away. Our murderous intentions mainly come from our own desires. We want to bet A handful of devil's credit."

She paused, but still couldn't help complaining: "No, I really don't understand, have these people been brainwashed to kill people based on a legend?"

"So it's a 'fairy tale'." Hu Ling replied casually: "They are all adults, whoever believes in it is an idiot."

Sun Meng was shocked: "...you, you actually swear!"

Hu Ling raised her eyebrows, with a bit of evil in her gentleness: "Do you really regard me as an idol? Don't, although I don't smoke, drink or go to bars, I know that I can only walk this road alone."

Sun Meng continued to be shocked: "No, it's not all because of this, I just think your image...you are so good-looking, it doesn't suit you."

Hu Ling asked without hesitation, "Am I human?"

Sun Meng: "...Yes."

Hu Ling spread his hands: "It's normal to swear when the emotion is in place."

Sun Meng focused: "Are you angry? Why?!"

The corner of Hu Ling's mouth twitched in surprise at the English word that deliberately turned eighteen, and said flatly, "Because I don't like fairy tales, and I don't even like idiots."

Sun Meng broke the casserole abnormally and asked: "Why don't you like it?"

Hu Ling burst into a smile, fascinated by Sun Meng's eyes.

He opened his lips, and the color of his lips was lighter: "Guess."

Sun Meng: "..."

Although I was tricked, what should I do if I can't get angry at all!

The corners of Hu Ling's mouth curled up slightly, and he stared at her deeply, "It's not so much a fairy tale, it's more like a farce driven by desire, covered with a fig leaf."

Sun Meng regained consciousness and pursed her lips: "This is the reality."

She rolled her eyes and said loudly: "Okay, this matter will end here, let's go."

The other players also saw the maid coming this way.Some people nodded, some were silent.

Obviously, everyone believed in the real murderer.

The expression on Fangzheng's face was ugly, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he wished he could choose someone to eat.On the contrary, the young man behaved very calmly, so calmly that it was a bit pervasive.

"My lords, lunch is ready, please move to the restaurant."

The maid bowed her head, respectful and humble.

"Let's go." Hu Ling took the lead.

·

When heading to the restaurant, Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan went first, and Sun Meng and the others immediately followed, so after they were seated, everyone realized that Fang Zhenglian and the young man hadn't followed.

The third brother asked puzzledly: "Where did they go? They won't forge evidence, right?"

Yuanyuan rolled her eyes, she would never give others a chance to mock her boyfriend's IQ: "Then do you think they are stupid or you are stupid?"

Third brother: "...I just guessed casually, and I'm not serious."

Yuanyuan: "Then you can add your funny temperament into it next time, otherwise people will misjudge the bottom line of your IQ."

Third brother: "..."

Hu Ling chuckled, propped his chin and said, "I really hope you can love each other forever."

His tone was soft, his brows and eyes were stretched, as if he was really wishing a good blessing.

Yuanyuan frowned, inexplicably feeling that this sentence sounded a bit strange.

She asked bluntly, "What do you mean?"

Her tone was a little aggressive, as if she was questioning the youth.

Yu Songyuan raised his eyes, fierce like a wild wolf with eyes open in the dark.

"Can't you understand human language? My dear, I wish you love each other forever."

Yuanyuan was a little afraid of him, and her voice became quieter: "I didn't mean that, just, I just felt a little uneasy."

"If you are uneasy, go to the person next to you, don't make others angry."

That's what he said, but Yu Songyuan's closed eyes were full of deep thought.

Hu Ling glanced at Yu Songyuan lightly, and then explained to Yuanyuan: "I just envy the relationship between you, and I just hope that it can last forever. At least before leaving this copy."

Yuanyuan reluctantly smiled at him, but the uneasiness in her heart suddenly doubled.

—that is the fear of impending danger.

What will happen?

she does not know.

But she knew—

Yuanyuan's gaze involuntarily fell on that delicate and beautiful face again.

——Malinya already knew the answer.

And it was precisely because she was clearly aware of this that she was even more desperate.

The man on the cliff dropped the rope, and you reached out, but couldn't catch it.

Then it fell from your side at high speed.

Yuanyuan looked at Hu Ling, her back was stiff and her hands were stiff from the cold.

Let people face the end clearly and weakly, this is something that even the god of death will not do.But now, sitting in front of her was a living devil that was worse than hell.

The third brother saw that something was wrong with Yuanyuan, so he hurriedly approached her and asked her in a low voice: "What's wrong? Is it a problem with the copy?"

Yuanyuan drooped her eyes slightly flustered, and shook her head in confusion, "It's okay."

The third brother frowned, and could only say: "Don't think too much, tell me something, eat something first, there is still a day and a half."

Yuanyuan nodded, picked up the knife and fork mechanically and began to eat, but she didn't know the taste.

——Did that man smile at me just now?

This question has been circling in her mind, and gradually distorted.

·

After lunch, everyone went back to the guest room together, but happened to bump into Fang Zhenglian and the young man coming down from the third floor.

Sun Meng was alert: "What are you doing up there?"

The two looked at her coldly, and left without looking back without saying a word.

Sun Meng looked back and forth a few times, then turned to Zhou Zhengwen and said simply, "Come on, let's go up and have a look."

Zhou Zhengwen glanced at Hu Ling calmly, seeing that he was calm and composed, he said conservatively: "Go up after the lunch break."

Sun Meng met his eyes and understood: "Okay, listen to you."

Several groups of people staggered past.

Back in the guest room, Yu Songyuan asked, "Shall we go later?"

Hu Ling sat on the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, and said lazily, "No."

Yu Songyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "You know what they did."

Hu Ling lowered his eyes and smiled: "Be careful with your words, I don't know, I'm just guessing."

Yu Songyuan: "So confident?"

"If I have to describe it, it's not self-confidence."

Hu Ling shook his head and fell sideways on the bed, his black hair covering his expression at the moment.

"It's arrogance."

From Yu Songyuan's point of view, he could only see the two pouty thin lips, the color was slightly red, but it was set off by the snow-colored skin and jet-black hair.

Like a smear of red falling on the snow in the night, mysterious and ghostly.

Yu Songyuan clenched his hands tightly to calm down the indistinguishable trembling of sadness and joy welling up in his heart.He half-jokingly said: "Do you still know that you are crazy? Before, I thought you were taking the sunny and friendly route, but I didn't expect this person to collapse as soon as he said it. He looks like a domineering president. You said this is a good boy. Why did you suddenly turn a corner and not turn on the turn signal?"

"Your metaphor is really interesting." Hu Ling turned to look at him, with a soft smile on his face, "You and sister Meng, you two should have a lot to talk about."

Yu Songyuan: "For example?"

Hu Ling: "Talk about the idols I was a fan of in those years."

Yu Songyuan recalled that the first dungeon was Sun Meng's sudden excitement, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "...No, I really can't talk about this topic with her."

"But she probably won't take off my fan." Hu Ling suddenly changed the subject again.

Yu Songyuan subconsciously asked: "Why?"

Hu Ling smiled: "Because I abide by the law, love the motherland, and most importantly, my appearance has not collapsed."

Yu Songyuan: "..."

To be honest, except for the last one, I have a million points of doubt.

"Are you brave?" Hu Ling asked suddenly.

Yu Songyuan said modestly, "General."

Hu Ling squinted at him and said with a smile, "Okay, Lord Marquis."

Yu Songyuan thought about it for a long time, but he really didn't understand what the young man meant, so he simply fell asleep, anyway, the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge.

But he never expected that when he woke up, he sat up and saw a head.

"..."

Yu Songyuan suppressed his reflexive cry, and asked dryly, "What... is this?"

Hu Ling sat on the chair opposite him, smiling softly: "Head, dear."

Yu Songyuan slid his throat for a moment, stared at the young man for a while, and after confirming that it was him, he lowered his head to look at the bloody head placed at the end of the bed.

His gaze became calmer.

"It's a maid. NPC." Yu Songyuan looked at Hu Ling again, "What did she do?"

"You didn't call me sick?" Hu Ling tilted his head, "I have a million regrets."

The corners of Yu Songyuan's eyes twitched slightly, feeling helpless. "Why scold you, I still have a little understanding of you."

Hu Ling: "Then remember to cooperate perfectly with me later."

"A good show is about to begin."

He blinked, and the moment his long eyelashes fluttered, it seemed as if the fog in front of the secret realm door had been lifted.

Yu Songyuan opened his lips, but heard——

"boom!"

The author has something to say:

I will be busy for a long time, because writing is just a hobby and not a profession, so the update will be very unstable. Thanks to all the friends who collected, waited, and left messages. This book will definitely grow into a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves!