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Chapter 2432 Punishing the World: Sick Dreamer (17)

And the excited laughter of those who enjoyed luxury and dreams.

The goal she needs hasn't appeared yet.

At this time,

A beautiful figure of a girl came over from a distance. The man was wearing expensive clothes, with a shy smile on his face, and a light in his eyes, "Hello, Jin, can I sit here?"

She saw the empty seat next to the boy with sharp eyes, and rushed over with great aim. Before Si Jin could answer, Liu Yuner had already sat down to that position as expected.

In the eyes of outsiders, there is indeed an illusion that there is no one in this position. After all, not everyone can see the colored white.

Ranbai's movements stopped there, and she narrowed her eyes dangerously, and her eyes darkened, like a bottomless abyss.

The girl in blood lowered her eyes, her long black hair covered half of her pale face, and the crimson liquid slowly dripped down her clothes, and then she fell on the steps with a "tick..."

The cold and gloomy aura on her body was very obvious, and even her eyes were rolling with blood.

No one could notice the instant changes of the people beside him more keenly than Si Jin. I don’t know what it was because of his mentality, so he held the girl’s wrist with one hand and placed it beside him.

Then he slightly raised his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his long eyelashes were completely unremitting.

The face under the black hat was displayed in sight, like a clear and cold ink painting, outlining the meaning of danger and indifference.

Looking at the boy showing his handsome and pale side face, a stunning look flashed through Liu Yun'er's eyes, she breathed slightly, and leaned over as expected.

However--

The unparalleled dagger rolled in the boy's clear and slender hands, reflecting the excessive white complexion of his skin.

The cold blade slowly resisted Liu Yuner's figure leaning over.

The indifferent movements bring a sense of indifferent and handsomeness like flowing water.

It's like a cold and ruthless death walking in the dark night.

Suddenly, a biting chill came, which made Liu Yuner shudder subconsciously. As soon as she lowered her head, she saw the dagger that blocked her from getting closer. She kept her movements, pulled the corner of her lips, and smiled: "Jin, what do you mean?"

"Sorry. There are people here." The boy raised his long eyelashes casually, and the temperature in his eyes was slightly cool.

Liu Yun'er looked at the empty seat, gritted her teeth unwillingly, and asked, "Someone? Who is it?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Si Jin's tone was plain, with ink-colored hair hitting his forehead, long eyelashes covering his eyes. In the dim and beautiful light, he could only vaguely see the young man's cold-cutting curve, his side face was handsome and noble, and his whiteness was too white. His black clothes looked like a legendary demon from the Western world.

But the expression is so cold that no one is close to people, which makes people discouraged.

Liu Yun'er bit her lip and laughed in a low voice: "Jin, as I give me face, I am one of the four nobles of Demon Dream. Even if you don't like me, you can get along slowly."

"Get out of the way." Si Jinyan was concise and said in a thin lips and a cold voice that was hard to ignore.

Liu Yuner's nails were embedded in her palms, and she knew that there was nothing she could do today. She suppressed the unwillingness and anger in her heart, and smiled out of her face: "Let's talk about it later."

In short, the person she likes must be hers, and few people in Momeng can compete with her.

However, when he turned around, Liu Yuner felt a coolness rising from her back, and... a murderous intent that followed her...
Chapter completed!
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