the next day.
The quiet attic is no longer quiet.
It occasionally emitted cheerful laughter.
"Ajiu, do I look good in this?"
Yan Jiu nodded perfunctorily, "It looks good, it looks good."
"What about this one?"
Yan Jiu continued to give a perfunctory reply: "It looks good, it looks good."
She replied without even looking up.
Despite being coldly dismissed, the person who laughed didn't get angry and continued changing her clothes.
The speed at which he changed clothes in that one second.
It is clear that she is not human.
The glass window reflected a beautiful woman with long, flowing hair reaching her waist; she was barefoot and wearing a long, crimson dress.
The skirt was decorated with subtle patterns of the Queen of Hearts from playing cards, and the long skirt reached her ankles, making her, who was just over 1.6 meters tall, appear even more petite.
The cinched skirt has two silver chains.
One of the waist chains also had a broken blade hanging from it.
Yan Jiu printed out a pair of Lolita boots that Jiang Azi had her eye on, and a fire ignited from her fingertips.
Like clothes scattered all over the ground.
Yan Jiu then burned the same thing for Jiang Azi.
Jiang Azi quickly put on her shoes, then gently leaned down next to Yan Jiu, resting her chin on her hand: "I love Ajiu the most."
Yan Jiu remained unmoved: "No matter how much I love you, there's no printing paper. Today's dress-up game is over."
She used her index finger to poke at Jiang Azi's head.
He handed the two forms in his hand to Jiang Azi.
Even if the earthbound spirit breaks free from its bondage.
They will never be able to be reincarnated again.
Faced with the choice between becoming Yan Jiu's mortician and wandering the world, Jiang Azi decisively chose the former.
This led to the scene of changing clothes.
While Jiang Azi was looking at the list.
Yan Jiu then burned the work permit for the other party: "Clean up the room on the west side of the first floor and use it as a morgue. My dear mortician, you are officially starting your job today."
Jiang Azi happily tucked her work ID into her coat pocket and bowed gracefully: "Yes, sir."
She got carried away with her acting.
She portrayed the image of a maid perfectly.
To prevent Jiang Azi from being further agitated by the Rosicrucian Cross.
Wait until Jiang Azi leaves.
Yan Jiu then turned on the search page on his tablet.
She has already confirmed it repeatedly.
Roses are a symbol of love.
It represents romance and beauty.
The cross is the emblem of the Asura race.
It represents death and despair.
It's unbelievable that someone would forcibly entangle romance and beauty with death and despair. I wonder which idiot had a screw loose.
Just as Yan Jiu was complaining about the rose cross.
In a distant realm.
A masked man, whose entire face was covered by an iron-red mask, wrinkled his nose and barely managed to suppress a sneeze.
He gently touched the mask on his face.
They were very careful, as if they were serving an old master.
The mask is engraved with a strange cross, exuding a mysterious yet murderous aura.
It's obvious.
The cross on his mask was unusual.
In front of the masked man.
It is a mirror that can reflect the other side.
The luxurious decor in the mirror contrasted sharply with the cave environment where the masked man was located.
The two are not even in the same league.
The suite in the mirror is exquisitely and luxuriously decorated.
Every piece of furniture and decoration was extremely expensive.
Who is comfortable?
Who is simple?
It's clear at a glance.
The masked man looked at the person in the mirror and said in a deep voice, "Have you found out who killed 1009?"
In the mirror, behind the desk, in the executive chair, sits a person whose face is obscured.
Upon hearing this...
He waved the cigar he was holding.
The masked man frowned: "The formation in Beihai was suddenly broken. You are closest to Beihai. Do you have any clues?"
The cigar-smoking man shook his head again.
This moment.
Even though the two are far apart at this time.
That didn't stop the masked man's destructive intent.
Displeasure flashed in the masked man's hawk-like eyes.
The horrific devastation surged forth like a tidal wave.
The cigar-smoking man's seat was destroyed.
The masked man felt a little pleased and sneered, "Who do you think you're talking to?"
The man with the cigar fell to the ground.
Ignoring the pain from the cigar burning the back of my hand.
The cigar-smoking man hurriedly knelt before the masked man.
It was obvious that they had realized this masked person was not the same as the other masked person.
He trembled and dared not raise his head.
They were afraid of even the slightest disagreement.
Next, his head was destroyed.
Communication was unilaterally cut off by the masked man.
The masked man looked around.
I looked around at all the masked people, whose clothes and appearances were all identical, like copies of each other.
Even if they look the same.
but.
He was clearly different from the other masked men.
It's obvious at a glance that his imposing aura is enough to kill anyone.
The masked man said coldly, leaving behind a single sentence before disappearing from the spot: "When the prophet returns, have her contact me."
Before the masked man left.
Everyone present dared not even breathe.
They feared being caught in the crossfire of the rage.
·
Yan Jiu was unaware of what was happening in the distance.
She is gaining widespread attention online.
now.
Yan Jiu was currently watching a short video.
Her live stream viewership has reached 2.3 million.
Although the number of fans has not yet exceeded 2 million.
But upon closer reflection, it's not far off.
Yan Jiu watched a short video every now and then.
Netizens followed Yan Jiu's gaze.
It's rare to see such harmony between the two sides.
Watching videos through two screens is a completely different experience; it's simply mesmerizing.
[Haha, is that what you call being obsessed with short videos? I'm almost embarrassed to call you out on it!]
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