It seems that no information can be obtained at all.

"When will the time come?" Ye Yao sat obediently on the chair opposite, swinging his feet, looking like he really wanted to know.

Even if you want to know, I can't tell you.

Yuankong glanced at the servants beside him and said with a troubled look, "Let them go first. I will tell you something serious now."

The servants were very tactful and went downstairs immediately.

They were the only two left in the room.

Ye Yao didn't rush him, but waited quietly. She was really curious, who was this person who looked exactly like Brother Song?

They also say that they are destined to be together. What kind of fate is this?

Yuankong sat on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, and looked straight at her: "Do you really want to know?"

She nodded heavily. Of course she wanted to know. Otherwise, why would she be sitting here for so long?

Yuankong cleared his throat and held it in his hand, looking very serious. "Actually, it's not difficult to know, but now is really not the time. However, I can reveal a little bit to you. You must have a relationship with him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a loud noise in the sky.

"Boom--" Thunder sounded, and the next second lightning streaked across the sky, as if to tear a long hole in the sky.

Yuankong swallowed hard, raised his finger and pointed at the sky with a guilty conscience, "Did you hear me? The higher-ups don't allow me to say any more. This is a warning. If I say anything more, the lightning and thunder will probably hit me in the next second."

Ye Yao also heard it.

God is really stingy. I don't know why he cares so much. What is leaked is not God's secret, but their own secrets as mortals.

It's simply poisonous.

He sighed dejectedly, "Okay then!"

At worst, I won’t listen.

She would like to see when the opportunity will come in the future.

Si Nan returned home and sat in his room.

Thinking about Ye Yao's face today, it inexplicably overlapped with the faceless figure of the girl in my dream.

It was as if the person in the dream was her.

Over the years, he always couldn't sleep well whenever he had this dream.

A dark dungeon, a humid environment and dry and hard steamed buns.

Every scene seemed as if he had experienced it personally. The blood on the ground was dazzling and bright red.

It makes people tremble.

He fell into a deep sleep at night, his body floating as if in the clouds, as if in a fairyland.

He walked to a small courtyard where the wooden door was closed and it was very quiet. The only sound he could hear was the whistling wind.

It's like knocking on people's hearts.

It was quiet and peaceful, with all the black and white around you, leaving you breathless.

"Brother Song! Hurry up! I've hidden a steamed bun. This is for you. If it's not enough, keep looking for me."

A girl's voice suddenly came over, and the girl in tattered clothes passed through his body and ran towards another door.

I saw the door opened.

A person with a face exactly like his took the bun, but his eyes were soft, "Thank you."

The two of them sat in the corridor, looking at the gray sky and longing for the world outside. "Do you think we can escape from this place in this lifetime?"

The person on the other side answered without hesitation.

"able."

She lowered her voice and said, "I heard the boss say today that they found the destined person. It seems to be a woman, and she is among us."

From what the boss said, if the destined person is found, there will be no punishment for him.

Judging from his deployments and arrangements over the years, he must be trying to gain power.

As long as the so-called destined person is trained by his own men, he can control her with poison.

It is legitimate for the so-called person destined by heaven to sit on the throne.

Then he replaced it.

Everything went smoothly.

The person opposite chuckled, looked at the girl and said, "Who do you think the destined person will be?"

She analyzed it carefully and said that there were abandoned orphans, adopted children, and they had been displaced and their age had made her the only one who was selected in the end.

Pointing at himself, "I think that person is me."

She didn't even know she had such a prominent identity.

What a pie in the sky painted by the man of destiny.

I almost fed myself.

The person opposite smiled and said softly, "Yeah, I think it's you too."

All the misleading information was released, making everyone think that she was the destined person.

This way her life can be guaranteed.

Although people around him have been persuading him not to act rashly, he has to keep this life-saving chip to himself.

But he insisted on his own way and never felt any regret.

There was nothing to regret about this matter. She was the one who delivered the quilt and steamed buns at night, and it was only because she called her "big brother" many years ago.

I really treated her as my big brother for the rest of my life.

The girl looked proud, her chin raised high as she looked forward to the outside world. "Although I am of a noble status, I will still recognize you as my big brother. Even if I get caught if I go out, it's still better than staying in this hellhole."

I have never left since I entered this place. What I want to see most in this life is the world outside.

The person on the other side said, "Yes, we will all go out."

More than a dozen people who trained with me have died, and many of my former friends and close friends have also died.

It's not time for the mission yet, and he doesn't know how to better protect her.

Once she gets involved in something like killing, it will be difficult to break it.

Living in this nightmare of murder forever, I am no longer myself.

He stood aside and watched the two people interacting with each other, feeling inexplicably warm.

A huge hole was torn in the sky, and sudden light poured down. He suddenly opened his eyes in bed.

My heart was beating extremely fast, and I half sat up and leaned against the bed.

Breathing heavily.

Touching his extraordinarily beating heart, he had an impulse: he really wanted to see Ye Yao.

But why isn’t it daybreak yet?

Three hours passed.

The sky gradually brightened, and the fish belly white sky was tinged with the red morning glow.

He went out quickly, his steps a little hurried. The old man sat down and watched him, feeling that something was wrong today.

After seeing his eldest grandson leave, he said to the old lady next to him, "Do you think this kid is a little different today?"

"Didn't he say he was going to look for the girl from the Ye family?"

It's a lecture, isn't this normal?

The old man clicked his tongue: "..."

Anyway, he felt something was wrong.

I went all the way to the door of Ye's house. He had called yesterday and said he would come today, so he was waiting at the door.

Someone just opened the door and noticed him walking in, "Miss...Miss is still asleep."

"It's okay, I'll wait for her downstairs."

The servant hurried in to report, ran to the room on the second floor and knocked gently on the door: "Miss, Master Si is waiting for you to attend class."

Ye Yao grabbed the alarm clock on the bedside and took a look.

I almost had a heart attack.

What serious person goes to class at 7am?