In the sleep, the pink bride felt colder and colder.
Gradually, she always felt that something was wrapped around her neck and it became very difficult to breathe.
The long black hair was like a stream of ink, spreading and rising little by little, and soon filled the entire boudoir.
The slender and tough hair, as clever as a snake, penetrated into the tent, wrapped around the red pink bride's neck, and then tightened the tighter and tighter...
The red pink bride's eyes were closed, and her originally rosy face gradually turned green, and her calm expression showed a struggle.
She wanted to wake up, but her eyelids were heavy, but she couldn't open her eyes no matter what.
Soon, her breath began to weaken.
Suddenly, a blood mark suddenly appeared on the brow of the red pink bride, and then, a blood-colored eye full of resentment, coldness and anger suddenly opened!
At the same time, the hair that wrapped around the red pink bride's neck broke instantly.
The slender and soft body suddenly sat up. The pink bride opened her eyes, but she was awake. However, the bloody pupils between her eyebrows were forcibly erased by the power in the dark at the same time.
The red pink bride's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately turned over and got out of bed without hesitation. However, before she could land on her feet, a maid leaned over from the side. Her figure was familiar, she was wearing a flat bun and a smooth mask as smooth as a mirror on her face.
The red pink bride was shocked. This was the maid who served her, but wasn’t the other party already killed by her?
Before she could think carefully, the next moment, the maid raised her sleeves and stretched out a pair of plain white, slender, but cold and tender chewy gutters, instantly pinching the red pink bride's throat!
The strong sense of suffocation was like a surging tide, instantly submerging the pink bride.
She struggled hard, but the maid's hands were like an iron hoop made by Xuanbing, which firmly controlled her, making her unable to resist at all.
After struggling hard but fruitlessly, the red pink bride suddenly thought of something, grabbed the maid's mask and took it off suddenly!
The mask fell down and immediately showed a pretty face, with big brows and bangs scattered in front of his forehead. The eyebrows were used to being natural and respectful. The next moment, all the maid's movements suddenly froze and her body began to rot rapidly.
The originally innocent and youthful body turned into a highly rotten female corpse in a moment, festering everywhere, and the dim pus flowed freely.
The pink bride quickly broke away from the other party and got out of bed immediately. She immediately ran out without even changing her dress.
Step, step, step...
The gorgeous skirt kept tilting, and the pink bride quickly walked around the screen and ran to the front of the door, but when she pulled it hard, the door was still motionless and still closed and could not be opened at all.
At this time, the maid in front of the bed slowly turned around. With this action, the pus flowed around her more intensely. An eyeball rolled down from her eye sockets, and a smelly blood splashed on the ground.
The maid shouted quietly: Miss, where are you?
Before she finished speaking, she stepped forward, walked towards the red pink bride, raised her sleeves again, and stretched out a pair of slender hands, but at this moment, the hands were intertwined with black and blood flowing, rotting in an unsatisfactory manner. The meat pieces fell down from time to time, falling all over the place passing by.
In the boudoir, the cold air quickly spreads, and the entire embroidery building is like falling into an ice cellar.
The rotten smell is rich and disgusting.
Although the boudoir is relatively spacious compared to the residence of ordinary girls, the place is limited and difficult to hide.
Seeing the maid getting closer, the pink bride frowned slightly, grabbed the door's hand, and tried a little harder, trying desperately to open the door.
But no matter how hard she tried or how she punched and kicked, the seemingly exquisite door in front of her was as heavy as a mountain. Even if she tried her best, she could not shake it at all.
This seems to be not a locked door, but an immovable mountain!
Miss, you are here!
The maid's voice was already heard behind her, and the cold air was like a fierce cold wave, whistling towards the red pink bride, almost instantly silting her.
The rotten and smelly claws poked out little by little, as if they were about to jamm the red pink bride's neck again.
At the critical moment, the pink bride had a flash of inspiration in her mind. She suddenly picked up the mask she had just taken and put it on her face!
In an instant, a strong sense of coldness spread throughout his body. The pink bride couldn't help but shivered, and felt that the front of her suddenly became dim. Everything was gray, dark and confused, unlike the world.
Immediately, she pulled the door hard again, but this time she encountered no obstacles, and the door was opened very lightly.
The red pink bride fled directly without any hesitation.
The maid's voice came from behind: Miss, don't run away...
Miss, where are you?
Miss……
The night is low, the stars and the moon are dull, the dim mansion, with heavy eaves and red pillars, lined up one after another, as quiet as death.
Step...step...step...step...
The maid took steps and chased out of the room, slap, slap... As she walked, the rotten pieces of meat fell down little by little, covering the place she passed by.
The luxurious and huge house looked like a ferocious beast in the night, staring at this scene calmly.
……
at the same time.
Young Master Zheng’s bedroom.
Squeak.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Young Master, Young Master…
The maid's gentle and sweet voice came in gently.
Pei Ling suddenly woke up and spoke without hesitation: What's the matter?
As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar figure turned around the screen. She was wearing an indigo skirt as yesterday. She walked in lightly with a mask cast like iron on her face. She was also carefully holding a five-petal sunflower-mouthed gold-foiled sea bowl.
In the sea bowl, the ink color was heavy and there was a swelling of heat.
The maid said softly: Young Master, I have brought you medicine.
This will serve you while it is hot.
Pei Ling crawled hard and quickly found that his body was still weak, but perhaps because of his eating and sleep, his strength had recovered a lot. It seemed that he had been sleeping for a long time just now.
Thinking of this, he asked: What time is now?
The maid said softly: If you say it to the young master, it is now Youshi.
As she said that, she put the medicine on the table, walked to the bed, and helped Pei Ling get up.
With the help of the maid, Pei Ling saved a lot of effort when he got up. Seeing that the maid then he wanted to bring medicine to feed him. He immediately said: I'll drink the medicine later. I have something to ask you.
The maid immediately said respectfully: Yes, young master.
Seeing that she cooperated very well, Pei Ling nodded slightly. It seemed that as long as she was not asleep in front of the other party, the servant would still listen to his young master very much.
Thinking of this, he immediately asked: Do you know the Faceless Immortal?
Faceless immortal?The maid's tone was obviously hesitant, as if... had heard it... but I couldn't remember it...
Gradually, she always felt that something was wrapped around her neck and it became very difficult to breathe.
The long black hair was like a stream of ink, spreading and rising little by little, and soon filled the entire boudoir.
The slender and tough hair, as clever as a snake, penetrated into the tent, wrapped around the red pink bride's neck, and then tightened the tighter and tighter...
The red pink bride's eyes were closed, and her originally rosy face gradually turned green, and her calm expression showed a struggle.
She wanted to wake up, but her eyelids were heavy, but she couldn't open her eyes no matter what.
Soon, her breath began to weaken.
Suddenly, a blood mark suddenly appeared on the brow of the red pink bride, and then, a blood-colored eye full of resentment, coldness and anger suddenly opened!
At the same time, the hair that wrapped around the red pink bride's neck broke instantly.
The slender and soft body suddenly sat up. The pink bride opened her eyes, but she was awake. However, the bloody pupils between her eyebrows were forcibly erased by the power in the dark at the same time.
The red pink bride's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately turned over and got out of bed without hesitation. However, before she could land on her feet, a maid leaned over from the side. Her figure was familiar, she was wearing a flat bun and a smooth mask as smooth as a mirror on her face.
The red pink bride was shocked. This was the maid who served her, but wasn’t the other party already killed by her?
Before she could think carefully, the next moment, the maid raised her sleeves and stretched out a pair of plain white, slender, but cold and tender chewy gutters, instantly pinching the red pink bride's throat!
The strong sense of suffocation was like a surging tide, instantly submerging the pink bride.
She struggled hard, but the maid's hands were like an iron hoop made by Xuanbing, which firmly controlled her, making her unable to resist at all.
After struggling hard but fruitlessly, the red pink bride suddenly thought of something, grabbed the maid's mask and took it off suddenly!
The mask fell down and immediately showed a pretty face, with big brows and bangs scattered in front of his forehead. The eyebrows were used to being natural and respectful. The next moment, all the maid's movements suddenly froze and her body began to rot rapidly.
The originally innocent and youthful body turned into a highly rotten female corpse in a moment, festering everywhere, and the dim pus flowed freely.
The pink bride quickly broke away from the other party and got out of bed immediately. She immediately ran out without even changing her dress.
Step, step, step...
The gorgeous skirt kept tilting, and the pink bride quickly walked around the screen and ran to the front of the door, but when she pulled it hard, the door was still motionless and still closed and could not be opened at all.
At this time, the maid in front of the bed slowly turned around. With this action, the pus flowed around her more intensely. An eyeball rolled down from her eye sockets, and a smelly blood splashed on the ground.
The maid shouted quietly: Miss, where are you?
Before she finished speaking, she stepped forward, walked towards the red pink bride, raised her sleeves again, and stretched out a pair of slender hands, but at this moment, the hands were intertwined with black and blood flowing, rotting in an unsatisfactory manner. The meat pieces fell down from time to time, falling all over the place passing by.
In the boudoir, the cold air quickly spreads, and the entire embroidery building is like falling into an ice cellar.
The rotten smell is rich and disgusting.
Although the boudoir is relatively spacious compared to the residence of ordinary girls, the place is limited and difficult to hide.
Seeing the maid getting closer, the pink bride frowned slightly, grabbed the door's hand, and tried a little harder, trying desperately to open the door.
But no matter how hard she tried or how she punched and kicked, the seemingly exquisite door in front of her was as heavy as a mountain. Even if she tried her best, she could not shake it at all.
This seems to be not a locked door, but an immovable mountain!
Miss, you are here!
The maid's voice was already heard behind her, and the cold air was like a fierce cold wave, whistling towards the red pink bride, almost instantly silting her.
The rotten and smelly claws poked out little by little, as if they were about to jamm the red pink bride's neck again.
At the critical moment, the pink bride had a flash of inspiration in her mind. She suddenly picked up the mask she had just taken and put it on her face!
In an instant, a strong sense of coldness spread throughout his body. The pink bride couldn't help but shivered, and felt that the front of her suddenly became dim. Everything was gray, dark and confused, unlike the world.
Immediately, she pulled the door hard again, but this time she encountered no obstacles, and the door was opened very lightly.
The red pink bride fled directly without any hesitation.
The maid's voice came from behind: Miss, don't run away...
Miss, where are you?
Miss……
The night is low, the stars and the moon are dull, the dim mansion, with heavy eaves and red pillars, lined up one after another, as quiet as death.
Step...step...step...step...
The maid took steps and chased out of the room, slap, slap... As she walked, the rotten pieces of meat fell down little by little, covering the place she passed by.
The luxurious and huge house looked like a ferocious beast in the night, staring at this scene calmly.
……
at the same time.
Young Master Zheng’s bedroom.
Squeak.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Young Master, Young Master…
The maid's gentle and sweet voice came in gently.
Pei Ling suddenly woke up and spoke without hesitation: What's the matter?
As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar figure turned around the screen. She was wearing an indigo skirt as yesterday. She walked in lightly with a mask cast like iron on her face. She was also carefully holding a five-petal sunflower-mouthed gold-foiled sea bowl.
In the sea bowl, the ink color was heavy and there was a swelling of heat.
The maid said softly: Young Master, I have brought you medicine.
This will serve you while it is hot.
Pei Ling crawled hard and quickly found that his body was still weak, but perhaps because of his eating and sleep, his strength had recovered a lot. It seemed that he had been sleeping for a long time just now.
Thinking of this, he asked: What time is now?
The maid said softly: If you say it to the young master, it is now Youshi.
As she said that, she put the medicine on the table, walked to the bed, and helped Pei Ling get up.
With the help of the maid, Pei Ling saved a lot of effort when he got up. Seeing that the maid then he wanted to bring medicine to feed him. He immediately said: I'll drink the medicine later. I have something to ask you.
The maid immediately said respectfully: Yes, young master.
Seeing that she cooperated very well, Pei Ling nodded slightly. It seemed that as long as she was not asleep in front of the other party, the servant would still listen to his young master very much.
Thinking of this, he immediately asked: Do you know the Faceless Immortal?
Faceless immortal?The maid's tone was obviously hesitant, as if... had heard it... but I couldn't remember it...
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