Then, a very light sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the sound was as light as a feather falling to the ground.
"No movement..." A voice as thin as a mosquito sounded quietly in his heart.
"Get up! Get up!"
The voice was cautious at first, as if worried that some force would come to stop its cry.
But when it found that there was nothing unusual around, it became louder and louder.
Ma Tuan felt as if he had seen a ghost and was hesitant.
After a long struggle, he finally mustered up the courage and slowly opened his eyes.
However, he only opened his eyes, and his whole body was still lying on the bed without moving.
This is not a huge, spacious space, but for some reason it gives people an exceptionally empty feeling.
The first thing that catches the eye is the interweaving of light gold and silver, dotted with some light-colored wood.
It seems as if every inch of air has been meticulously crafted by skilled craftsmen, naturally exuding a luxury and elegance that cannot be described in words.
Ma Tuan looked at everything in front of him, and felt that his originally calm heart was now like a lake blown by a strong wind, with ripples constantly appearing.
The restlessness deep in his heart surged like a tide, almost bursting out of his chest, but he kept gritting his teeth, not daring to make the slightest sound.
He despised himself bitterly. Why was he so curious?
But his curiosity was like a naughty cat's paw, tickling his heart and making him think of Blore uncontrollably.
That guy could always easily arouse his attention, and whenever there was something going on, he would just do it without him having to hesitate.
Stealthily, he gently touched the hanging bed curtain with his right hand. It was an extremely delicate touch, as if it would melt away with a slight touch.
As soon as his fingers touched the bed curtain, he immediately retracted them as if they were burned, but he couldn't help but "accidentally" touch the quilt.
When he touched it, he noticed that he was covered with four layers of quilts: one layer of gold, one layer of silver, one layer of red, and one layer of green.
Each layer is like a carefully woven work of art. The gold layer has a soft luster, as if it can retain the sunlight.
The silver layer was as light as a feather, yet it carried a kind of cool nobility;
The red layer is as hot as a burning flame, spreading warmth to every corner;
The green layer is as fresh as spring, carrying the vitality and tranquility of nature.
These four layers of quilts stacked together not only do not appear bloated, but instead add a sense of layering. Each layer seems to be telling a different story, yet they are harmoniously intertwined, demonstrating the owner's wealth and taste.
Looking out through the bed curtains, although the space is not large, it seems particularly spacious.
Exquisite scrolls are hung on the surrounding walls, each of which seems to have come from ancient times, carrying the weight of history and the sedimentation of time.
There are several pots of precious green plants placed in the corners of the room. The leaves glow lightly under the light, adding a touch of vitality to this luxurious space.
Although everything seemed so perfect, Ma Tuan couldn't calm down.
He just felt that his mood was like a kite being pulled, floating high in the air and then falling down.
In the next second, he inadvertently glanced and suddenly caught a glimpse of an extremely tall but eerie black shadow slowly "crawl" on the window next to the door.
This discovery made his heart skip a beat, as if a cold hand was tightly gripping his heart.
However, Ma Tuan forced himself to remain calm and quickly withdrew his gaze without making a sound, for fear of attracting the attention of the black shadow.
However, the dark shadow seemed to be extremely sharp, as if it had noticed his peeping in an instant.
After hesitating for just a moment, it took a step forward without hesitation and slowly walked into the room.
"Oh my God! I was caught in a sting operation..." Ma Tuan secretly groaned in his heart, his emotions surging like surging waves.
He instinctively wanted to turn over and escape from this dangerous situation.
However, when he had just propped up half of his body, a heart-wrenching pain came from his left hand, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing his bone marrow at the same time, or as if his muscles, bones and tendons were being torn apart bit by bit.
The pain was so severe that he could only watch the wound gradually heal, but he could not bear to get up again.
Finally, he fell back onto the bed helplessly.
Almost at the same moment, a tall black shadow flashed to his side as fast as lightning and half-supported his shaky body with incredible speed.
Then, the shadow slowly and gently placed him back on the bed, moving with care, as if he were a precious and fragile treasure.
Before Ma Tuan could even fully react to what was happening, he felt an extremely cold breath rushing towards him like a violent storm.
The air was mixed with the smell of cold sea breeze from the distant glaciers, which made people shiver.
Then, he saw a head of long silver-white hair falling like a waterfall and a pair of long, powerful arms with slightly bulging muscles appear before his eyes.
It was these arms that held him steady and gently laid him flat on the bed.
But when Ma Tuan saw the face of the person who came, he was stunned.
The man's expression was cold and indifferent, as if nothing in the world could easily touch his emotions.
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