Vol 2 Chapter 4770: I am hostage (2)
Chapter 4770 I am a hostage (2)
The little girl is word-for-sent, like the words that come out between the teeth.
It is the last.
All her momentum was extinguished at this moment.
She rubbed her head, her eyes were red, and the sound of a child was crisp, with a few whimpers: "I originally... I thought so, but..."
She waved the clear hands of the night and hugged her head with her hands: "But... I don't want him to be caught!"
After all, the coffin is not able to meet the true demands of the heart.
She should have hated Feng Xiao.
I can think of Feng Xiao’s smiling face and think of the appearance of Feng Yu’s screaming when she called her “linger”.
Can't... can't raise a little bit of disgust.
That was her first friend.
The first one... pays the heart and wants to make friends.
Even if he lied to himself.
She does not want to, he will have an accident...
The answer of the coffin makes the smile of the night eyebrows even worse.
Sure enough, she came here and it was right.
She did not look at the wrong spirit.
At night, I took out one hand and gently wiped away the tears on my face. The voice was gentle and said: "In fact, when Feng Xiao left here, he left something for you."
The cicada blinked: "What?"
The night cleared the handkerchief into her palm and pointed to her bed.
The coffin is awkward, the eyes are flashing joy, and there is some uncertainty about hesitation.
At night, she smiled and nodded at her.
The coffin was silent for a moment, clenched the handcuffs in his hand, step by step, and walked toward the bed.
Under the pillow, I found a piece of stationery.
The coffin looked at the night and cleared the letter paper.
She is like a word, a word that reads the words on the letterhead.
There was no urging at night.
It’s about half a column of incense.
The coffin put the letter paper neatly stacked together, then looked up and looked at the night: "You are... Xiaoqi."
Not a question, but an affirmative sentence.
There is no disguise in the clearing of the night: "Do you see it, or do you believe it in the letter?"
"From just... When you reached for me, I just... I guessed it." The spirit licked the lower lip. "So, do you pretend to be a small seven, is it to take away?"
"Yeah." The night clears the acknowledgment. "The dark palace grabs the scorpion. The purpose is not simple. It is too dangerous to stay here."
"I understand." Lingbi looked at the stationery in his hand. "I know that he is not lying to me, not using me... this is enough."
The night cleared and smiled: "I don't think you want to misunderstand her, so... I will go on this."
She paused and continued: "Hey is safe now, you don't have to worry."
"Hey, he...has already left here, isn't it?" The black and white eyes of the coffin looked at the night without a moment, as if it had made a decision.
The night cleared and nodded.
The little fist of the coffin, with a strong grip.
Then, stuff the letter into your arms.
Hands raised and reached in front of the night clear: "Small seven, you grab me!"
Night clear: "...???" What is this operation?
"I will take you as a hostage, and you will take me out of this dark place!" The coffin stuffed his hands into the hands of the night, "Take me to find you!"
People, hostages?
Your Royal Highness, are you serious?
This thinking jumps, is it a bit fast?
"I am the most favored princess in the Dark Palace. As long as I am in your hands, they will never dare to move! You can leave me if you hold me hostage!"
(End of this chapter)
