After the movie, she went too deep into the play

Chapter 346 The Missing Memory

"Long Jue is dead, committed suicide in prison."

Du Ruo was not surprised by this news.

It's just a small sigh, evil comes with evil.

"He also left a last word in prison..."

Without light, shadows are no longer shadows, but darkness that can devour everything! ?
Like a key that suddenly opened Pandora's magic box, the missing memory broke out in an instant and poured into Du Ruo's mind...

pain!
Du Ruo only felt that his head was stabbed into the back of his neck with a sharp object, the pain almost burst.

Seeing Du Ruo's painful look, Pu Junren panicked again for a moment, and kept calling, "Du Ruo? Du Ruo? What's wrong with you?"

Fu Xun immediately checked all of Du Ruo's data, and after finding out that they were correct, he had no choice but to give Du Ruo another pain reliever.

As the medicine took effect, Du Ruo gradually calmed down, and at the same time fell into a dream again...

In the dream, the flowing sound of the stream, the sound of the grass and trees accompanied by the knocking of the deer, is the music of nature itself, crisp and melodious.

In the small bamboo tea room, a man wearing a black gold-rimmed mask slightly raised the corners of his lips towards her, and then moved his mouth again, as if warning something.

And there are many strange photos behind him, all of which are of the same person.

She knew the man, and she knew who it was.

It's the Dragon Art...

At this time, in a manor somewhere in England, the man took off his mask with great interest, and turned to look at a huge group photo hanging on the wall.

But in Nanuoda's photo, there are only three lonely people, an old man with a dragon's head and a cane, and two children in front of him.

The years have left countless traces on the old man's figure, dyed his temples white, but he still couldn't bend his waist, standing there straight, staring at the front with piercing eyes.

Although the two boys in front are about the same age, their temperaments completely showed two extremes, one is fearless and flamboyant, the other is mature and restrained and vicious...

The man sat down slowly, lay leisurely on the sofa opposite the wall, and picked up the red wine in hand.

He raised his glass to respect the person in the painting, took another sip, and said to himself in a playful tone, "Old man, I have already proved it to you, haven't I?"

Putting down his wine glass, the man also picked up a stack of photos and casually threw them into the air, as if he wanted to announce something to someone.

"Look, I've helped him so many times, but he's still playing himself in so stupidly~"

The photos fell, some turned their backs to the sky, covering up the unspeakable facts, and some even exposed them without any scruples...

On the screen, a male corpse covered in blood lay quietly in a pitch-black cage, and the messy appearance made it impossible to see who it was.

But on the next few photos, the man's face was clearly photographed, as if he was the Dragon Jue who committed suicide in prison!

"You know? Until the moment before he died, he foolishly thought that I would rescue him."

"But save him? Is it possible?"

"He will never know that the person who wants him dead the most in this world has always been me."

While talking, the man smiled and asked mockingly, "Long Jing, I want to ask you a question right now, do you regret it? Regret for letting such a waste like him live in the light, but I can only live with it In the basement, be his shadow!"

The shameful past ignited the anger, the man suddenly stood up from the sofa, and slammed the wine glass at the side towards the group photo, letting the bright red alcohol bloom a gorgeous flower on it...

His thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was as cold-blooded as a poisonous snake, and filled with resentment.

"I'll let you know that the Long Family has never needed any Long Jue, only one Long Nian is enough..."

(End of this chapter)