Sir Ares,Goodnight!

He stayed in the hall of military intelligence for two years. He trained harder than other children. His skill surpassed all the agents, but he never wanted to join the hall of military intelligence.

Because he was so eager to go home.

However, in the third year of the military intelligence hall, perhaps because of the long wait and no response, the hope of returning home became more and more dim. He thought that maybe his home had been scattered.

After all, in the past few years in the hall of military intelligence, what he heard most was the evil deeds of the last days. There is only one principle for the slaughter of the city in the last days: to cut down the grass and root.

He was hopeless.

Then he chose a man to take revenge.

He joined the hall of military intelligence.

He thought his heart was as cold as iron, even in front of his family, he could take it easy.

However, just a girl similar to Tong Bao, let him be defeated.

He felt that it was necessary for him to complete the task as soon as possible and then return to the hall of military intelligence. As long as he is isolated from the outside world, his missing will not be rampant.

Everest, cliff cave.

Yu Chengqian's body was soaked in the water, just like the body made of steel. Under the water, cold and hunger, he was gradually devastated.

Yu Chengqian is ill.

When the evil boy returned to the cave, he saw Yu Chengqian shaking into a sieve.

The young man took the socks out of his mouth, and the evil voice lingered in Yu Chengqian's ears. "How do you feel, Yu Chengqian?"

Yu Chengqian was shivering all over with cold and didn't speak quickly.

"What do you... Want?"

The young man looked at Yu Chengqian, "what do I want to do? I want you to die. But before you die, you have to tell me, where are the nine pictures? "

"Ha ha..." Yu Chengqian sneered, "I don't know where it is. If you have seed, kill me."

The boy obviously didn't believe him, "don't say it, it doesn't matter. I have hundreds of ways to get you to talk. "

He raised Yu Chengqian's hand and abruptly removed his finger shell.

Yu Chengqian howled bitterly in pain, "ah!"

The youth ferocious sneer way: "pain?"

This is Yu Chengqian's retribution for his family's destruction.

He will redouble the pain he has tasted.

"Well, what about the pain? I'm still not going to tell you where the nine pictures are Yu Chengqian has a lot of bone.

The boy thought, "I'll let you say it."

He suddenly took off the necklace around his neck and shook it in front of Yu Chengqian's eyes.

"Hypnosis, it doesn't work for me." Yu Chengqian said haughtily.

At the bottom of the young man's eyes is the light of self-confidence, and he says: "you look good at my necklace. What words are carved on it?"

Yu Chengqian is already a seriously ill patient, and his willpower is much weaker than that of a normal person.

As soon as he reminded him, Yu Chengqian really appreciated the necklace. The pendant of the necklace is a heart, engraved with war on one side and Yan on the other.

Gradually, his eyelids will droop down, a pair of sleepy hazy appearance.

"Yu Chengqian, where are the nine pictures?"

"I don't know where it is. Decades ago, our last generals took it to Mr. Boye to save Yu Ran's cousin's life. As soon as she left, she never came back. "

"The last general? Is that him

Young people's eyes emerge to fight the figure of the cold baron.

"It seems that I'm not finished with you."

The young man looked down at Yu Chengqian, his eyes fell on his missing finger shell thumb, where the blood was dripping, it looked shocking.

But the boy felt a burst of pleasure.

"Yu Chengqian, I will let you live to relieve my hatred." Young evil sycophant finish saying, then turn round to leave.

Taohua county.

New year's Eve is approaching.

Zheng Ling is in a calm mood recently, and her weakness has improved a little. At least, be able to come and go freely in the room.

Zhan hanjue thinks that new year's Eve is coming, and every family is reunited. He worries about Zhengling's feeling, so he thinks of a way to transfer Zhengling's missing mood.