Ye Ying was still lying in bed, half asleep, her consciousness somewhat hazy, when suddenly a thunderclap seemed to explode in her ears, jolting her awake...
Suddenly, all of Ye Ying's drowsiness vanished in an instant, and she was jolted awake as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her.
Did I really not hear wrong?
Did someone really die today?
Could it be Lin Yue?
Thinking of this, Ye Ying didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. She hurriedly grabbed the clothes she had worn yesterday and put them on. Before she could even button them up, she ran like an arrow towards Lin Yue's residence.
You should know that recently, Ye Ying has been changing into a brand new outfit every day, dressing herself up beautifully.
However, Ye Ying couldn't care less about any of that at this moment. She didn't even have time to wash her face. She only had one thought in her mind: to find out what had happened as soon as possible.
When Ye Ying arrived at Lin Yue's house, panting, she was shocked to find the door wide open and the house empty, without a single person in sight.
Her heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged into her mind. Had something really happened?
Ye Ying was extremely anxious and quickly scanned her surroundings. She soon discovered a shocking pool of blood on the ground, with a sharp dagger lying quietly beside it.
Ye Ying's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged into her mind.
She quickly bent down and picked up the dagger from the ground, staring wide-eyed at the bloodstains remaining on the blade.
In that instant, she keenly sensed an exceptionally strong aura approaching her at an alarming speed.
Almost instinctively, Ye Ying turned around abruptly, her gaze sharp as torches.
As expected, on this tranquil island, a pitch-black figure appeared silently in her field of vision like a ghost.
At some point, a gray fog suddenly enveloped this small island, obscuring the surroundings, the scenery, and the path beneath one's feet...
"Who are you?" Suddenly, the fog rolled in, blurring the view. Ye Ying's voice trembled slightly as she asked, her tone filled with obvious alertness and tension.
Her eyes were fixed on the dark figure, trying her best to see its true face through the endless fog.
"I am here to take your life." The shadowy figure's response was utterly cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuation. His tone was so calm that it instilled fear in one's heart. Every word seemed to be permeated with a thick killing intent, sending chills down one's spine.
Ye Ying's heart tightened instantly, and her body reacted instinctively, gripping the sharp dagger tightly in her hand. Every nerve in her body tensed up, and she quickly entered a state of extreme alert, ready to face this imminent life-or-death struggle.
However, just as she was fully focused and on high alert, the shadowy figure suddenly launched a fierce attack without warning. The figure flashed, moving with ghostly speed, and pounced on Ye Ying with astonishing speed.
Ye Ying had no time to react before she was slammed to the ground by a surging, overwhelming force.
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