At this moment, Yingying was not in the mood to care about anything that was happening outside. She could clearly feel that there was a terrifying consciousness that was controlling her body inch by inch.
Once her body was completely controlled by the other party, she would face her own end.
She would be erased,
It was like using a blackboard eraser to erase the writing on the black spot,
It was clean, ordinary, and as it should be,
It was as if she, Bai Yingying, had never appeared in this world.
The scenes in the depths of her memory began to surface.
It was like a monologue at the last moment of her life,
It implied the turning of the page before the end
Of this,
The longest and shortest at the same time,
It was a period of black time.
It was long because it had 200 years of time.
It was short because it only had a few moments of light.
Deep sleep, deep sleep, deep sleep,
Occasionally madam Bai would appear a few times,
To talk to herself,
To tell herself what it was like outside,
Madam Bai had told her a lot of things,
About her current life,
About her past life,
Of course,
She was just like any other normal best friend,
She had also told her about men.
It was like rays of light that brought hope to herself in the darkness. At that time, she, who was sleeping in the coffin, actually longed for her wife to appear again in the next moment.
Although it turned out that madam Bai had weaved a dream made of lies for herself.
A lady from a wealthy family,
Sinking into a pond,
Betrayal and love,
Mournful and beautiful, gorgeous and desolate.
But Yingying also understood later,
This was not madam Bai deliberately lying to her,
This dream..,
It was not even specially woven for her, Bai Yingying,
It was also woven for herself by madam Bai.
The hatred of the country and the family was too heavy, too heavy. The tragic death of her foster father, who died under her own teeth, was also a heavy feeling that was difficult to look back on.
It was just like how living people liked to weave a beautiful and bright past for themselves,
Dead people,
Often liked to make themselves a cause of death that they thought was better.
After the long and short darkness passed..,
It was dawn..,
Yingying saw the first time she met her boss..,
He picked himself up from the coffin,
His hands were on her waist,
She could feel his crisp pleasure at that time,
It seemed to be hugging herself,
It was as if he was hugging a treasure.
Then, in the bookstore, she put her tongue into his teacup and stirred it, then secretly pretended that nothing had happened.
She did not know why she did it.
I just find it interesting.
It was just fun.
Then..,
She saw herself screaming as her boss scratched her with his fingernails.
That was the first time he attacked him, and it was also the last time he attacked him.
At first, she didn't know why she was so fascinated by him.
Later,
He found out.
It was because he had the existence of that person.
His breath, accompanying him to sleep.
It could make him feel comfortable and at ease.
Perhaps, even he thought so.
She once thought so as well.
But later,
Only then did she realize.
That's not it.
Because when that person appeared,
There was only fear in her heart, but she didn't have the slightest intention of approaching him. In fact, she even felt very repulsed!
What kind of person was this?
Why was he still occupying his boss's body?!
How could he be so close to his boss?
Damn it.
Damn it!
Perhaps,
Two hundred years of loneliness.
It made her afraid of loneliness.
And as his maid, serving him, serving a bastard with a deep obsession with cleanliness,
It was as if she had suddenly found the focus of her life.
She knew that he needed her.
She also knew that he couldn't leave her.
That was enough.
The feeling of being needed.
It was really beautiful.
This might really be a "Match made in heaven.".
After that.
The scene began to change.
She saw that night.
At the entrance of the bookstore.
That terrifying existence occupied the boss's body and had just blown up Xu Qinglang's master, who had appeared for the first time.
He held his corpse pill.
Standing in front of her.
The corpse pill hovered between his mouth and her own.
His eyes.
They were so deep.
They were so deep that no one dared to look deeper. They were afraid that they would fall into the endless darkness and sink into it, unable to extricate themselves.
"I have to keep this body for her."
Inexplicably.
In the bottom of her heart.
Suddenly, this voice rang out.
Yingying didn't know what was going on.
Why did this voice appear?
She remembered that time.
He didn't speak at all.
It was at this moment.
In this memory, Ye Zichen
Yingying suddenly realized that beside him.
A woman's back appeared.
This was an extremely beautiful back. Her black hair hung down. She was dignified and charming. Especially when she stood beside him, she seemed to be a perfect match in the world!
"I have to keep this body for her."
The voice appeared again.
Who was saying it?
Oh.
Was that what he meant at that time …
The scene changed again.
It became that night in Xuzhou.
He appeared again and took control of the boss's body. Then, he sent the scabby-headed monk flying again.
He walked toward her.
And she.
Was sitting on the ground.
He was looking at her.
She was also looking at him.
She wanted to tell him to get lost.
But she knew.
Without him.
The boss and she had to die tonight.
But when she thought that this man was occupying the boss's body.
She felt disgusted.
Yes.
Disgusting!
Perhaps.
It was a woman.
A woman was a complicated creature.
In the face of life and death,
She could still think about whether this was disgusting or not.
He grabbed his hand roughly.
With his fingernails.
He cut open his palm.
His strong physique was in front of him.
It was as if he was made of paper.
It was so easy to cut a hole in it.
At the same time.
The woman's back appeared in the picture again.
She was still standing by his side.
She was still so soul-stirring.
Just his back view alone already had such terrifying lethality.
"This is the body I chose for you. I have already modified it for you."
The voice appeared again.
And in Yingying's mind.
She quickly recalled the moment when she met the mutated lawyer an.
She threw a punch.
Lawyer an forcefully opened his palm.
The scene when his palm came into contact with his palm.
A yellow light.
It had entered his body through this wound.
It was him.
The entrance he left for her.
It was actually.
It was actually.
It was actually like this.
Good.
You are in love.
You are in love.
You control everything.
You make the rules.
But.
Why should I give up my position to her?
The boss is so lazy.
The boss loves coffee.
The boss loves to enjoy.
The boss is so obsessed with cleanliness.
If it weren't for me.
How would the boss live!
… …
Half Face:
Even if I die, die in the seal, and be swallowed by Ying Gou, I won't even look at you, a good-for-nothing dog who only knows how to compromise and don't know how to resist!
Sigh... That's not how you play. You have to do this!
This feeling was a little like watching a rookie play his best and favorite hero in an Internet cafe.
Then, that rookie played a horrible game.
It made you angry.
He felt that it was a blasphemy for this hero to be controlled by him!
Perhaps.
There must be some other factors mixed in with this.
But there was a high probability that it was pure.
Because when Zhou Ze's aura rose,
Half-face kept on cursing and swearing.
But he really put himself, Zhou Ze, into his own shoes back then,
And he.
Was an existence that could even trick Ying Gou.
How could he lose in such a cowardly way!
It's fine if you fight in other ways. It's fine if you lose.
Since you secretly learned from me.
There's no reason for you to lose.
And it's in front of me!
Don't get hit by me.
I'm going to decide you!
"My body is fearless, my mind is fearless!
There's not even a sky above your head. Where did an emperor come from?
Zombies.
Humans and Gods hate each other.
Heaven and Earth repel each other.
He was already walking on the most narrow and rugged path in the boundless world.
How could I forget.
When two enemies meet on a narrow path, the brave one wins! "
Half Face roared.
However.
He realized that what he was roaring at seemed to be too profound.
At least.
In front of his eyes.
Boss Zhou struggled with great difficulty in front of that figure. His blood was flowing, his soul was burning, and his body was cracking step by step.
This was not wuxia.
Moreover.
Even if it was wuxia.
He only used these chants to pretend when he was cultivating behind closed doors.
No matter how he pretended, he had to recite the chants while putting on some cultivation scenes. Then, he had to type a caption of "Half a year later" or "Three years later".
How could there be such a person who could be beaten up while listening to a chant?
At this moment.
Zhou Ze didn't dare to think about who the golden figure standing behind lawyer an was.
He didn't dare to think.
He really didn't dare to think.
He was thinking too much.
He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on in the next second.
He was crushed.
At this time, he was still able to hold his head high and fight on. He had really exceeded his level. But even so, he could clearly feel that this body was on the verge of disintegration.
As for the person next to him.
He did listen.
But this was like giving you a life inspirational tutorial class the night before the college entrance examination. It was full of chicken blood, but what was the use of that?
"Zombie, you don't worship the heavens, you don't respect the earth. You..."
Half Face shouted. Suddenly, he felt that it was meaningless to shout.
Because no matter how he shouted, it didn't seem to have any effect.
The melon baby in front of him.
No matter how he looked at it, it felt like he was going to play with a ball at any time.
If you were beaten to death, it would be fine. As a zombie, you had a physique that surpassed all ordinary people. In the end, you were beaten to death. You deserved it!
You didn't die unjustly. Just like how soldiers wrapped their bodies in horse leather and fishermen buried in the depths of the sea, it was tragic, but it could also be considered a kind of fate arrangement.
But the person in front of him.
He was about to be scared to death!
Damn it.
Especially since this was too immersive.
It was like.
It was like.
It was as if he was about to be scared to death!
Half Face was depressed.
His body had been broken down and sealed here for countless years in a way similar to how he had sealed Chi You back then. He had suffered a lot of pain.
In the end.
This was what he had been waiting for?
He was furious.
He was furious.
He was furious.
I'll endure it!
I have to endure it!
I have to endure it!
I must endure it!
Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah!
I can't hold it in!
"Brat, open your sea of consciousness. I'll do it myself!"
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PS: Actually, I didn't mean to break the chapter. After all, I couldn't write the following million-word plot in one go. There had to be an end to a chapter.
This plot was very important. The dragon was also writing it carefully. Actually, there was one thing that could be rest assured. This book had been written for everyone who was reading and liked this book.
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