Mirror of Permanence

Chapter 161 Fantasy, this kind of thing is always shattered
Huang Yan was walking home with a look of recklessness, carrying her stall bag.

At this time, there are no taxis in a small city like Yuncheng, so she can only walk home.

At this time, she was annoyed why she refused her best friend's boyfriend's request to send her home.

"Maybe he is just purely kind?" Huang Yan thought about the words that she didn't even believe.

In fact, this best friend's boyfriend was the one who pried her other best friend.

Some girlfriends between girls always come inexplicably, and change inexplicably.

In the morning, they laughed and went shopping together, but in the evening they hooked up with another person's boyfriend out of nowhere, completely turning their heads.

After being abandoned by her boyfriend, she made up again and scolded the scumbag shamelessly.

Maybe it's because there have been too many brain-damaged romance TV dramas in recent years, and the youth pain literature is so popular that some young girls really think that youth is cheating, breaking up and having an abortion, and then experience terminal illness and amnesia in a car accident, and then watch the quiet time together.

It seems that without experiencing all this, it is not a complete youth.

Huang Yan is relatively sensible, but some of her girlfriends are different, and the relationship between them is getting more and more chaotic.

It would be a lie to say that I am not envious when I see my girlfriends getting along with those sons and sisters, carrying brand-name bags all day long, getting in and out of luxury cars, eating high-end restaurants, and staying in luxury hotels.

And as long as she accepts the other party's suggestion, asks the other party to send her home, and ignores the things of going the wrong way, entering the wrong room, and going to the wrong bed halfway, then she can enjoy all this in the name of love.

If it wasn't for the fact that she lost her best friend's boyfriend, it might cause the school to tear her apart, and if her parents found out, she might have agreed.

As she walked, she regretted it more and more.

At this moment, the lights behind her engulfed her, and gradually a car stopped not far from her.

Huang Yan held her bag and looked at the handsome guy in the convertible sports car, her heart began to beat faster.

"Hello, may I ask how to get to Denghui Road in the south of the city?" the handsome guy was very polite.

"Go from here, turn two intersections, and then go straight." Huang Yan quickly helped guide the way.

"Thank you so much, where are you going, I'll see you off!"

The blush on Huang Yan's face was concealed by the headlights. When she heard what the other party said, she felt as if she had been shot in the heart by Cupid. Her mother taught her not to get in a stranger's car, and she completely forgot.

After a delay of one or two, she smiled and got into the roadster, which was the perfect affair.

The car is fast, the radio is high, the wind is noisy, and the light halo is vague.

Huang Yan chatted with the other party more and more happily. She learned that the other party's name was Xue Ling, and he came to Yuncheng for business. The family business seemed to want to invest in Yuncheng, so he came over to check the market first.

In such a comparison, the girlfriend's boyfriend is a scum!

While chatting, Huang Yan glanced at Xue Ling, but suddenly found a red mark on his sleeve.

"Is your hand bleeding?" Huang Yan immediately asked concerned, with an expression even more nervous than her injury.

"It's nothing, I bumped into a rabbit while driving, and when I went to collect its corpse, I accidentally got it." Xue Ling said with a smile.

"You are really caring!" Huang Yan's eyes became softer and softer, and she realized that the car heard the side of the road. Xue Ling said to buy something, then got out of the car and walked into the convenience store on the side of the road.

"Is he going to buy that!" As if thinking of something, Huang Yan blushed instantly, and then seriously looked at the convertible sports car.

Suddenly found a wallet in the armrest box of the car, picked it up carefully, Huang Yan was going to see if there were any photos in it.

Generally speaking, if you have a photo of your girlfriend, you will put one in your wallet.

However, what surprised Huang Yan was that there was a photo of a couple in the wallet, but the man was not Xue Ling.

Huang Yan suppressed the doubts in her heart, moved her feet, and suddenly felt that she stepped on water.

Looking down, she was startled. The bright red liquid was not blood. Following the traces, there was a large travel bag on the back seat. At this time, the bottom of the bag was completely soaked, and the blood Drop by drop.

"This is the Yuncheng Traffic Channel. Just now, on the national road leading to Yuncheng, a headless corpse was found. According to eyewitnesses, a convertible sports car stayed here for a while..."

Huang Yan's face suddenly turned pale.

"Oh, the bag actually leaked." Xue Ling's voice brought Huang Yan back to her senses in an instant, and she saw that Xue Ling was already carrying a plastic bag at some point, standing beside the car with a gentle smile on her face Looking at Huang Yan, the blood on his cuff became more and more glaring.

"It's too late today, is your house still open? Why don't you stay at my place for the night?" Although Xue Ling said so, he directly opened the car door, sat up, and drove towards his destination.

Huang Yan could only feel her whole body trembling uncontrollably. She wanted to scream, pray, and escape from here, but she seemed to have lost control of her body and sat in the passenger seat like a puppet.

Soon the car came to a small shop on the second floor. Xue Ling snapped his fingers, and Huang Yan's body obediently opened the car door and followed him.

Xue Ling walked into the small shop with the bag dripping with blood.

"Someone help me destroy that car outside?" Xue Ling walked into one of the strongholds of the Pseudo-Spiritual Cult in Yuncheng, and then ordered.

As the Blood Commander, one of the Nine Commanders of the Pseudo-Spiritual Sect, those believers will do their best to fulfill his orders.

He had already forgotten what his real name was, but he was the Lord of the Blood Order, so he called himself Xue Ling.

"Pa-ta!" The lights were turned on suddenly, bringing Huang Yan back to her senses, and she saw several corpses lying on the ground in the room, and a person was sitting on the sofa with his head down.

"If you're calling them, I'm afraid they won't be able to hear you." The man raised his head, his young face showing confidence.

"People from the pseudo-spiritual cult, how dare they appear on the boundary of Yuncheng?" That person stood up slowly, it was Lu Ji.

"It's an enemy who doesn't know how to live or die!" Xue Ling's face was a little gloomy, and he was about to mobilize his own blood technique, but found that the speed of the aura flow became extremely slow.

"Is this the only strength?" Lu Ji grinned.

Xue Ling tried to use the blood technique several times, but the aura was disturbed by unknown forces, and he was unable to use his own technique.

"This is your ability, suppressing other people to use aura!" Xue Ling slowly backed away, but it was obvious that Lu did not intend to give him a chance.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Xue Ling, and then a light flashed, a blood hole appeared on Xue Ling's head, and his body slowly fell down.

Then Lu Ji looked at Huang Yan, who was lying on the ground on one side, and he seemed to be a bit more attractive, so he asked, "Are you okay, the cultists have been eliminated by me."

"No...it's okay!" Looking at the handsome Lu Ji, Huang Yan blushed inexplicably. Could it be that my story is not an urban romance, but a fantasy love?
　There is a lot of water here in my hometown. The train that originally arrived at [-] o'clock in the afternoon stopped and stopped at [-] o'clock, and it was already [-] o'clock when I took a taxi back home. It will be changed today, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)