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Chapter 3

That very indifferent face had sharp facial lines, light lips, and thick black eyeballs that were cloudy and bleak.

He is like the floating haze in the sky, thick and ominous.

The man stared at her blankly, his eyes were very strange, as if he was meeting the creature 'human' for the first time.

Suddenly, he grinned and smiled.

That smile was very bright, but it didn't make people feel any warmth. Instead, it climbed up the nerves like a chill.

It seems to be telling that the evil spirit has crawled out of hell, and everyone who hurts him will have a bad end.

Yan Ran was stunned for a moment, her face did not show any disgust or fear, even the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her lips were as bright as rouge, soft and beautiful.

"Do you like this painting too?"

Her face was also unexpectedly relaxed, just like the communication between ordinary friends.

Fu Ji stared at Yan Ran, his eyes were piercingly focused.

Yan Ran continued, "This painting is not suitable for you, you should go to the gallery on the right."

Yue Ling called out, "Brother Yan."

Yan Ran subconsciously followed the voice and looked over.

"Don't bother with him. I ordered this painting first. You haven't told me if you like it or not?"

Yue Ling smiled eagerly, how could he still look so arrogant just now?

Yan Ran nodded, and said softly to Fu Ji, "Go to the right and have a look, you will like it."

This time, Fu Ji did not remain motionless like a piece of wood, and unexpectedly obediently walked to the gallery on the right.

Before walking far, Fu Ji could still faintly hear Yue Ling's cautious and laughing voice, like a pug dog begging for bones around his feet.

"Brother Yan, it took a lot of effort to get this painting, do you think you can not get angry with me? I really know I was wrong..."

Fu Ji's footsteps slowed down unconsciously, but he waited for a long time before another person spoke, only flies buzzing.

The paintings hanging on the wall of the gallery on the right are completely opposite to those on the left, with rich colors, mainly warm colors, fresh and natural, full of vitality, just like the bright sunshine in spring makes people feel swaying.

However, in Fu Ji's eyes, it was so boring, and seemed out of place, and he couldn't blend in.

Those overly bright, high-saturation, high-brightness tones almost hurt his eyes.

At that moment, he really wanted to light a fire, the tongue of fire licked the scrolls, and burned these radiant paintings until they turned into ashes that would disperse as soon as they were blown, which everyone hated.

Boring, boring, burning.

— the gallery on the right is more suitable for him.

But when he looked at these paintings, he just wanted to tear them up and destroy them.

Like seeing that pale, sickly face.

No one is willing to push away beauty, unless he doesn't know what beauty is at all, so he thinks beauty is an addictive poison, as long as he touches it, he will die.

A gloomy shadow enveloped his heart.

Ridiculous and ironic.

He walked back to the original place.

But that slender and thin figure has long since disappeared.

But the paintings hanging on the wall have already been replaced.

"Paradise" disappeared and was replaced by "Remnant Dream".

It seems to be ridiculing that the so-called heaven is just a mirage left in a dream at night, and it will shatter when touched.

The evil spirit is dripping with blood, it is roaring, it is whispering, it is cursing.

It's coming with a vengeance.

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 99.1%!]

Yan Ran, who returned to the car, took a deep breath, his face a little ugly.

Yue Ling was driving and looked over, "Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Ran closed her eyes, "It's okay."

Seeing Yan Ran's expression of not wanting to speak, Yue Ling shut his mouth embarrassingly.

The first time he met Fu Ji in the gallery, Yan Ran knew that this task was very difficult.

Fu Ji looked no different from a normal person, but he was more like an evil dragon swimming under the blue sky and broad daylight, with his fangs hidden, pretending to be harmless.

Yan Ran was not fooled by the illusion.

System: [The result is out. 】

Yan Ran immediately asked: [What is it? 】

The system was silent for a long time, which was rare: [...The hero, maybe he was reborn. 】

As soon as Yan Ran's eyes went dark, she knew that the task was not that simple!
[I can't do it anymore. 】

System: [Then you go to die. 】

Yan Ran is indeed dead, maybe the body has been cremated now, leaving only ashes.

The system combines rigidity and softness, slowly making cakes: [Think about it, the male lead is reborn, and you are actually a little more relaxed. You only need to brush down the degree of blackness. Think about it, as long as the male lead takes revenge, The degree of blackness has come down by itself. There are always more ways than difficulties. Let's work together to complete the task sooner or later, isn't it? 】

Yan Ran was fed up with this cake, so he reluctantly accepted this argument.

【Then what if I get killed by the protagonist? 】

As far as the original owner did those things, it was enough to be killed by the protagonist for [-] rounds.

System: [I'll give you a monument to commemorate the great man. 】

Yan Ran: [...that's awesome. 】

Eighteen generations of your ancestors.

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In the imperial capital in January, snow is falling.

The night is shrouded in darkness, the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the bitter cold wind sweeps along with the wind. The Shenghao Clubhouse, which is located in a prime location, is one of the favorite gold-selling caves for the prince's upper-class people.

The high-end box is dimly lit, colorful lights are flickering, and the lyrical and ambiguous music makes people feel charming one after another.

Luxurious and extravagant, feasting and feasting.

In this luxurious and addictive box, there is only one person with a stinky face, his face is livid, and those who don't know it think that others owe him millions, and his handsome face has been ruined by him.

One of them couldn't see it, and joked with a smile, "I said, Yue Ling, are you having trouble with Brother Yan again?"

Yue Ling was like a ignited firecracker, staring fiercely with his eyes wide open, and muttering loudly: "What the hell are you talking about? You just hope that I will be bad, don't you?!"

This little ancestor has a temper that can be ignited at a single point. He has an extremely bad and irritable personality. Clean up, there is only one person who can hold him down.

It's a pity that this person hasn't arrived yet, so this little ancestor is about to turn the world upside down. He is very young, but the ruthlessness between his eyebrows reveals a penetrating energy. He gritted his teeth, his teeth were sore, and his tone was extremely gloomy , without any consideration.

"I really don't know why Brother Yan has his eyes on that Fu!"

As he spoke, he stared bitterly at the handsome man and beautiful woman who behaved intimately not far away.

Today is Fu Yi's birthday, just now, he announced his girlfriend.

Yue Ling was one of the few boys who played well with Yan Ran. He naturally knew that Yan Ran was interested in Fu Yi. Although...he didn't understand it very well, but he could be considered by Brother Yan as that boy Fu Yi. Blessings, the result!But to come up with such tricks is like slapping Yue Ling in the face!
(End of this chapter)