Beautiful men can't get rid of: useless black belly girl

Chapter 2 The Girl Who Looks the Same

Si Moyu slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't feel any pain in his body.I was wondering, but found myself floating in nothingness, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness and nothing.

"Si Moyu..." Suddenly, Si Moyu heard an erratic female voice coming from beside her ear, and Si Moyu turned her head vigilantly towards the direction of the sound. Translucent nothingness.

A blurry figure floated in the air obliquely above him, gradually becoming clear in front of his eyes.

Si Moyu widened her bright eyes and looked at the girl in front of her whose appearance she was no longer familiar with, that beautiful girl who looked exactly like her when she was young.

Her entire body was wrapped in white mist, and she looked ethereal in the mist.

The tightly closed eyes revealed a trace of silver light, and the long eyelashes covered the eyelids like a fan.His skin was as white as snow, but there was no blush at all.

Although she looked only twelve or thirteen years old, she was still like a fairy walking out of a painting, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her.

"Who are you? Why do you look the same as me? Where is this place? Why are the wounds on my body gone? Am I already dead?" Si Moyu asked the girl floating in the air like a cannonball.

"You must complete the unfinished mission on my behalf." The girl spoke slowly, with a light voice, and did not answer her question, but her eyes were still closed. "From now on, you are Si Moyu in this world..."

The girl's voice was misty, and her figure gradually faded away. Before Si Moyu had time to react, the illusory world in front of her was twisted together like a huge vortex, and Si Moyu fell into a coma again... …

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"Hmph, let's see if this princess won't whip you to death, you little bitch!" The whip lashed hard at the skinny body curled up on the ground without mercy.

"Ah! Sister Huang... Sister Huang, please let me go!" Si Moyu was beaten and curled up on the ground, her miserable cries echoed in the empty cold hall.

"Who is your imperial sister?! You are just a little bastard! How dare you get close to this princess!" The whip was not retracted because of her pleading, but was pulled up even harder.

"Princess!" The maid Ah Qing screamed and wanted to rush forward, but was held tightly by two guards. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. Whipped with a whip.

"Princess? What kind of princess is this little slut!" Si Moji became annoyed when she heard Ah Qing calling Si Moyu like that, turned around and gave Ah Qing a whip.Half of Ah Qing's face swelled instantly after being beaten, and a deep blood mark dripped down continuously.

"Ah Qing!" Si Moyu saw that Ah Qing who was defending herself was severely whipped on the cheek by her, screamed in horror, struggled to get up from the ground, and wanted to jump to Ah Qing's side.

Unexpectedly, just as she ran halfway, she was kicked down to the ground by a foot that suddenly stretched out.

Si Moyu fell heavily to the ground, making a loud noise.The blood that slowly flowed from the top of the head stained a large area of ​​land red.

Si Moyu, who was lying on the ground, was breathing weakly at this moment, and seemed to have passed out from the pain, no matter how much the proud third princess Si Moyu whipped her, she stopped making a sound.

Si Mo snorted in bewilderment, swung his whip, turned around and walked out haughtily, and did not forget to give Ah Qing a hard kick when passing by.

The guard suddenly let go of Ah Qing, and walked out of the cold hall with no expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)