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Chapter 638 The Round Table and the Twelve Knights (51)

On how to talk to death with one sentence.

The wine secretary's 'sincere' proposal was met with speechless silence from the three enemies.

Although she wasn't naively hopeful when she said this, she was still annoyed by their reaction.

"There is danger around you."

In the end, Xie Yu still said that.

But what is the danger?Who it was, he didn't say.

Si Jiu sneered twice, shook his hand, got up and ran out the door.

No one behind them moved.

Si Jiu realized this, instead of being relaxed and happy, his heart sank straight down.

Sure enough, when she opened one door after another, ran through one corridor after another, and finally passed the trio at the dining table for the third time out of breath, the bartender, furious, wanted to overturn their table.

She leaned on her knees and gasped for breath, staring at the three men with faces full of nothing happened.

"You... ha... ha... really, well done."

I was so angry that I wanted to swear.

"Little Jiu'er, don't run away, the milk is cold, come and have breakfast." Chu Yi smiled and waved to her.

Si Jiu thought to himself, I don't want to eat cheap food.

After a second, I thought again, why am I having trouble with myself?Torturing yourself will only hurt the loved ones, and speed up the enemies.

That's right, it's not because I'm hungry and gluttonous.

Then she sat down again, chewing the food in her mouth fiercely, just take the fried buns as the three monsters opposite.

Hey……!delicious...

Her eyes lit up unconsciously, and she even accelerated her eating speed.

It quickly changed from eating with anger to eating with concentration.

Xie Yu crossed his index fingers on the table, watching the wine and eating with satisfaction.

Chu Yi held his chin in one hand and twirled the silver fork between his fingers in the other, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

Charles poured a glass of milk for the secretary and pushed it over, "Your Highness, don't choke."

This breakfast was really enjoyable... What a ghost! ! !

The secretary shut himself up after breakfast.

She found that it was too easy for her to be led away emotionally by these dogs, and she always relaxed her vigilance against them inexplicably.

She is obviously not a particularly familiar person, and her standards and vision for making friends are actually quite high.

How can it always be easy to relax around them?
In the end, Si Jiu blamed all this on the 'charm technique' practiced by these monsters, pretending that he was not aware of his strangeness.

After breakfast, the secretary knew their names.

Beyond that, little is known.

She had tested each other, and since their words revealed that they had something to do with her, what kind of past was it?

Unfortunately, nothing was asked.

Just like the "danger" in Xie Yu's mouth, they kept silent about it.

But Sijiu always felt that it wasn't that they didn't want to speak, but that they seemed to be restricted by something, and couldn't speak directly to her.

She guessed well.

When Xie Yu and the others were drawn into this world, they also received similar 'tasks' as Shen Huai and the others.

At that time, the mysterious voice said this: [The copy of Who Killed the Mockingbird has been opened.

The dirge of death is about to be sung,
Who witnessed her death?
Who provided the blood-drinking blade?
Who cut that knife through her arteries?

Who made her a shroud with her blood?

Who destroyed her soul and burned it to death with the eternal fire of regional karma.

It's you.

It's you.

It's him.

Also him.

Is dear and dear.

It is the person next to the pillow.

He is the most loyal guardian and the most despicable betrayer. 】

The next picture that he 'saw' in his mind was the picture that Shen Huai and the others saw.The blood-stained Sijiu...the picture of death.

These cryptic but seemingly straightforward 'hints' obviously pointed to those who appeared next to the secretary and had the closest relationship.

Xie Yu recalled the look he had with the man in the wheelchair.

The first impression that man gave him was—extremely dangerous.

The murderer, could it be him (them)?

　So now there are two "camps".

　　good night~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)