"Here it comes! The ferocious beast is coming!"
"Run! Run!"
hiss!
Why is it so noisy?
Song Jinqiao had a severe headache and slowly sat up while holding his head.
Suddenly she felt a strong force coming from outside the window. She woke up instantly and raised her head to look towards the window.
What's going on?
She stood up and moved towards the window, but before she reached the window, she was suddenly blinded by a big hand, and another hand was around her waist.
"How did you sleep last night?"
A shadow enveloped Song Jinqiao, forcing her upper body to lean forward slightly.
Xuan Ji kissed the back of her neck, with a hint of a beast biting her, and lowered his eyes to hide some inexplicable expression.
Song Jinqiao felt that something was wrong with him.
"You..." She frowned uncomfortably.
For some reason, the power in her body suddenly boiled over!
I had no strength left and I clung to the window with my hands.
The power in her body made her feel very uncomfortable, and the scene that came into her eyes made her pupils constrict.
Outside, a raging fire started out of nowhere!
Red flames surrounded the entire beast city, and the whole sky seemed to be bright.
There was a loud "boom" and the earth shook, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
She stood high in the palace, looking down at the entire beast city in flames.
"How... could this happen!" Song Jinqiao almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, with cold sweat dripping down his smooth forehead.
"The dark night enveloped the earth..."
He kissed the back of her neck, and her stunningly beautiful face looked a little eerie in the light.
"The fiery red color devours the darkness..."
The hand that was originally covering her eyes fell on her white neck.
"The screams of orcs in the chaos..."
He stroked her neck.
"The moon is hiding behind the clouds and watching quietly..."
The slender, white hands exerted a little force.
"Messenger of Destiny, do you regret saving me?"
If Song Jinqiao didn't understand what was going on, she would be a fool, but she really couldn't think of anything else right now.
"My power...what's going on?"
Xuan Ji suddenly raised his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his blood-red eyes swept through the storm: "Cecilia hopes you can save them."
A bone knife was stuffed into Song Jinqiao's hand at some point, emitting a sharp cold air.
Xuan Ji turned her body over, facing her, holding her hand, and pressing the tip of the bone knife against his chest.
"You know, kill me."
"Cecilia is waiting for you, the destined messenger. Those orcs are praying for the coming of the savior."
He stared at her steadily, his expression indifferent, indifferent to everything, including his own life.
"You saw everything. You should know I'm a disaster."
Everything that is happening now is caused by him. As long as he dies, there will be relief here.
"Kill me."
Suddenly I felt that it would be better to die at her hands than to commit suicide or be killed by other orcs.
Song Jinqiao felt the power in his body boiling even more.
What happened to Cecilia?!
Isn’t Xuan Ji the chosen one?
What are you doing!
Song Jinqiao was very sure that he had to come up with a foolproof plan that could both prevent Xuan Ji from committing suicide and rescue these orcs.
Song Jinqiao endured the severe pain, broke free from his hand, and let go of the bone knife in his hand.
"You know..." she said word by word, "sometimes, being highly selfish isn't a bad thing."
She covered his hand and pulled him slightly.
Xuan Ji leaned over and suddenly felt a soft touch on his lips, which made his pupils shrink suddenly.
"you!"
As the familiar yet disgusting power surged into his body, the mask of calmness shattered bit by bit, revealing his original madness.
At the same time, the flames burning outside gradually went out for no apparent reason.
"Song! Jin! Qiao!" he growled.
Song Jinqiao no longer had the energy to care about him. Her eyelids were very heavy until she lost consciousness.
…
If someone told Song Jinqiao that she would die for a man in the future, she would definitely sneer.
"Hey, Joe! You are 23 years old and still don't have a boyfriend. Don't you want to taste the sour taste of love?" Benji put his arm on his new girlfriend's shoulders in a frivolous manner and held her with one hand.
Song Jinqiao was holding the phone, and paused while sending a message. He looked at him expressionlessly, then met his girlfriend's jealous gaze, and his eyes fell on his phone again.
She answered the question irrelevantly: "Chi Lin said that my condition has not been very good recently and I need to go to him for treatment more often."
Benjie's attention was indeed diverted, and he immediately asked excitedly, "Really? Do you need a driver?"
Song Jinqiao said calmly: "No, after going to Chi Lin's place, I still have to go see my mother."
Benji shrugged, "Okay, okay."
Seeing Song Jinqiao driving away, Benjie's girlfriend shyly got into his arms and asked vaguely, "That woman..."
Benjie raised his eyebrows, pinched her chin with one hand, kissed her lips, and said, "Baby, don't mess with that woman. You can't afford to offend her. If you really offend her, I can't help you. I may even help her deal with you."
"Also, don't think too much about it. I have nothing to do with her."
Benjie really has no feelings for Song Jinqiao.
That woman is indifferent to everyone. I really can't imagine what it would be like for her to fall in love with someone.
Song Jinqiao had just come out of the manor after meeting her mother when Benjie sent her a message saying that he was drinking in a bar and was too bored being alone, so he wanted her to go and liven up the atmosphere.
The young master is really in a refined mood, drinking alone in broad daylight.
Song Jin said "OK" expressionlessly and drove to the bar Benjie mentioned.
As soon as she entered the bar, she was approached by someone. Song Jinqiao politely declined and glanced casually. A figure that flashed by made her stunned for a moment.
That figure... looks so familiar!
I seem to have seen it somewhere?
Song Jinqiao, who is usually cold-hearted, doesn't know why, but he desperately wants to know who the owner of that figure is.
She even forgot to reply Benjie's message. Seeing the man's message, she hurriedly chased after him.
Following the figure, Song Jinqiao came to a dark corner of the stairwell.
There was no light in this place, it was very dark.
Where are the people?
How come it disappeared in the blink of an eye?
Song Jinqiao walked cautiously along the stairwell when suddenly she felt a chill on her back and her expression suddenly turned cold!
She found out!
But unfortunately, although she was fast, she was still not faster than that figure.
"Who are you?"
Song Jinqiao's hands were handcuffed to the wall. Judging from the figure of the person pressing down on her, he should be a strong man.
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