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Before the people on board could react, the two ships exploded with a bang, turning into two seas of fire. Not even the bodies of the people on board were found!
On the high-end yacht, Di Aotian stood by the deck railing, his sharp eagle eyes cruelly watching the scene without any fluctuation, as if what he killed was just trash that was not even as big as an ant.
Not far away stood a well-trained armed soldier, holding a weapon in his hands and a rocket launcher on his shoulder.
The yacht was heading towards the Forbidden Island.
ã±—Before this wave, there have been three waves, and the outcome was the same.
Since the name is 'Forbidden Island', it means that not even a fly can fly over it.
Those who are looking for death and want to go to the island are undoubtedly seeking their own death.
The yacht docked, and the armed men came down first, and the middle opened. Di Aotian walked off the yacht, and his black eyes looked into the distance, the color even deeper and more unfathomable.
Since it's not a deserted island, it's definitely uninhabited. There's grass almost half a person's height, and there are big trees. There are also winding paths, more than one.
We don't know where each road leads to, but we do know that at the end of the road, there are different dangers hidden.
Therefore, even if that group of people were allowed to reach the island, the possibility of them getting out alive would be almost zero.
If you are an islander, it is like visiting your own home.
Di Aotian walked along the path for about ten minutes and saw a small house in the woods.
The cottage seemed to be surrounded by woods, just like the isolated island, standing alone with no trace of human habitation.
The entrance was clean, and the wooden steps were lined with flowers and plants. I wondered if someone had planted them there, or if they had left them that way on purpose.
Maybe I just want to let it die on its own...
Di Aotian walked into the house, and the armed men were guarding outside.
The doors were made of wood and creaked open. The light inside was dim. The simple furnishings were visible at a glance. On the small bed lay a young girl, lying with her back to the bed.
The figure lying on her side is graceful and curvy. She is wearing a dress that reaches her thighs, revealing her white and slender legs, round and protruding buttocks, and a deep and concave waistline with beautiful ups and downs.
The girl on the bed seemed to sense someone and turned over.
Her beautiful face carries a natural and pure aura, like an elf lost in a forest. It's a beauty that can easily make men lose themselves.
Well, she wasn't wearing any underwear.
The girl sat up, her legs towering. She smiled sweetly, softly, and harmlessly at Di Aotian. Her eyes, like the most beautiful crystal in the world, shone with a captivating luster.
"Are you here to see me?" The girl's voice matched her beauty, so pleasant to the ear.
Di Aotian looked at her coldly and said nothing.
The girl's gaze slid down to the box in Emperor Aotian's hand, and the smile on her face dried up.
"You've lived long enough." Di Aotian's voice was so cold that it made people's hair stand on end.
The girl seemed to accept the situation and shrugged. "It's really boring on the Forbidden Island." After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Does it hurt?"
"You don't have the right to choose."
The girl was silent for a second, her thoughts unclear. Then, barefoot, she stepped out of bed, onto the dirt floor. Since she wasn't exposed to the sun much, her skin was a crystal white. Her feet, contrasting with the dirt, seemed even more radiantly white.
She poured a glass of water and handed it to Di Aotian in a flattering manner. She tilted her face slightly and looked up at him, "Would you like some water?"
Di Aotian ordered her, "Sit down."
"Okay!" The girl obediently put the cup of water aside and sat down on the edge of the bed again.
Di Aotian walked over, sat on the chair next to him, opened the box, and found a needle and a bottle of medicine inside. He took them out and used the needle to draw the medicine into the syringe.
The girl stared at the boiling potion, and a tear fell, dripping onto her leg.
Di Aotian raised his dark eyes slightly and looked at her, without stopping the action of drawing the potion in his hand.
The girl hurriedly wiped the tears from her face and said, "If I must die, can you please grant me one wish?"
Di Aotian said indifferently, "You have long lost your human rights."
"I'm about to die..." the girl said pitifully, tears welling up in her eyes again.
Di Aotian threw the empty bottle aside and said, "Speak."
"I'm eighteen years old and I don't know what it feels like to be kissed. Can you let me kiss you?"
Di Aotian looked at her with a cold expression.
"Look, death row prisoners are given a full meal before their execution. And I heard that if you don't kiss your first kiss after death, you will become a wandering ghost. Why? Just for a moment!" the girl asked. Seeing that Di Aotian didn't say anything, she bravely crawled over the bed, supported herself on the edge of the bed with her hands, knelt down, put her face close to the bed, and gently kissed Di Aotian's hard, thin lips.
Di Aotian's brows twitched slightly.
The girl, like a thief, stepped back after the kiss and knelt on the edge of the bed, her face flushed and she smiled happily, "Is this what it feels like to kiss?"
Emperor Aotian seemed unaffected and was still about to inject her with the potion. "Hand."
"Can you give me another name? What if I go to hell and the King of Hell calls my name? You can't just say 'hello' to me, right?" the girl said cutely.
"You're asking for too much."
"Everyone has a name, I can't possibly not have one..." the girl said innocently. Then her eyes darkened. "I remember when I was three or four. I know why you hated me, but I just can't remember my own name..."
"No blame."
"Wujiu? What a unique name! I like it." The girl smiled and leaned her arm over him, tears welling in her eyes, as if she knew she couldn't escape.
Di Aotian held her arm with one hand, which was too thin to be grasped, and with the other hand he held the needle and began to give her an injection.
But just as the needle approached the skin, before it pierced the skin, it suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Wujiu asked innocently.
Di Aotian raised his eyes with a fierce and terrifying look, "You drugged me!" This was already a definite statement. But the problem came from the kiss just now.
Wujiu pulled his arm back, stepped back, and rolled off the bed.
Just as Di Aotian was about to move, he was struck by a severe dizziness.
He was actually tricked by an eighteen-year-old kid!
"Because I don't want to die!" Wu Jiu's big, innocent eyes flashed, "Isn't it enough that you've locked me up for so many years? Let's write off the grudge between the two families. Anyway, I don't have any hatred in my heart. But I don't want to be locked up like this by your Di family!"
"Do you think you can escape?" Di Aotian exuded a fierce aura.
"Whether I can escape depends on my own ability!" Wu Jiu turned and opened the door. A crack revealed four armed guards outside. She turned and opened a drawer, pulling out four bamboo sticks. Then she walked out.
The armed soldier saw her but didn't see the emperor, and immediately became alert, pointing his gun at Wujiu.
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