Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2250 Soul Return (7)

Yun Si walked a long way in the dark again.

It seems to be longer than the road leading to the stone chamber.

It is going in the other direction, the humidity and smell of the air are not the same.

It's much fresher, and it seems that it can still smell the outside.

After walking for about 10 minutes, we finally arrived.

When she heard the sound of the door opening, she took a few steps forward, and the person who was leading her let go of her.

In the quiet surroundings, it seems that birds can still be heard.

The smell of green grass is very fresh, with the hearty breath of sea water.

After standing still, there was a sound of closing the door behind him.

The space should be very empty, because echoes can be heard faintly.

Yun Si stood for a while, but she couldn't hear the sound, so she slowly opened the blindfold.

The light is bright, but not too bright.

When she took off the blindfold, she subconsciously squinted her eyes.

Adapt to the light here.

here……

It seems to be connected to the outside.

Different from the dark room hidden in the depths of the maze, this place is luxuriously decorated, and there are countless collections of books on the three walls.

The vast sea of ​​books is neatly arranged, and the floor is covered with a huge carpet.

One of the walls, together with the outside.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows let the moonlight shine in from outside.

A light layer of light and shadow fell on the gray and dark soft velvet carpet.

She stood in front of the door, looking at the astonishingly large study room from a distance.

The exquisite crystal chandelier was not lit, and there was only moonlight in the room.

With the soft moonlight, it illuminates the sea of ​​books hidden in the dark.

In front of the long and wide floor-to-ceiling windows, the curtains fluttered slightly, as if there was wind.

The cool wind is like a gift to the oppressive and dull air under the ground.

Yun Si kept watching, looking at the moon outside, the sea outside, and the sandy beach outside.

It seems that the beauty of nature and the aroma of books are fused together.

Just right, incomparably coordinated.

She watched, and unconsciously, took a step forward.

Just right, stepped on the soft carpet.

The texture is very good, once there is a feeling of stepping on cotton.

She regained her senses and backed away again.

There seemed to be no one in the huge study room.

It was quiet everywhere, only the faint sound of sea water outside the window.

She looked around, her nose moving slightly.

It's his breath that's right, he's here.

only……

When the cold metal muzzle was about to hit the back of her head, she reacted instantly.

Raising her eyes, the instinct to fight back made her fingers tighten.

Almost fought back.

In the end, it took great restraint to keep myself from moving.

He closed his eyes, tried to relax his nerves, and let the gun point at her.

The cold and silent breath like a ghost stopped behind her, and the sound of the bullet being loaded was heard clearly.

Breaking the quiet posthumous title under the moonlight, it also broke the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere of this place.

She didn't look back, but was silent for a while, and said:
"Sir, it was me who saved you."

The person behind him was extremely tall, hiding in a place out of the moonlight, his body temperature was as cold as the night wind.

That's it, put the gun on her.

where the body is most vulnerable.

Unhurriedly, as if observing her reaction.

Obviously vigilant, but there is no response to fight back.

The gun was held against her for nearly half a minute, and finally, he seemed to get close to her.

Around her ears, in the crescent of her neck.

The slightly cool breath temperature sprinkled on her skin.

The tone is as cool as sea water, cold and intoxicating.

"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)