One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

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Xia Miye was pushed onto the shelf in the box, and the decorations on it fell down with a splash.

The people behind rushed forward, kicking and kicking Xia Miye on the ground.

Xia Miye protected his head, but did not resist.

There was a man who didn't make a move, but stood aside and sneered, "Damn, you are so aggressive, you dare to show face to me."

The man beckoned people to stop, pointing at Xia Miye: "Pull him up for me."

…

"Hey, you can't go in..."

"Sorry sorry."

"Don't embarrass us."

"Who are you looking for?"

The foreman of Elysium followed behind Ling Qiong, apologizing to the disturbed guests in the box, while chasing the person in front who was wrapped in a black robe and couldn't see his face clearly.

Ling Qiong pushed open the last box door.

The people inside looked over at the same time, and the foreman also chased after him. He heard the aggressive man say, "Xia Miye."

In the box, the boy who was pressed on the table saw the figure standing at the door through the heavy light and shadow.

There was a heavy smell of blood in the box.

Xia Miye's wrist was being held down, and there was a wound on his wrist, which was bleeding drippingly.

The transparent glass plate for blood collection was the size of a watermelon, and it was already half filled.

"What are you doing?" The person in the box came back to his senses, pointed at Ling Qiong and yelled.

Ling Qiong was wrapped in a black robe, they couldn't see her face, they couldn't figure out what was going on, so they could only ask a tentative question first.

Lingqiong took a breath, "Let him go."

The man in the box pointed at Xia Miye: "Looking for him?"

Lingqiong didn't speak.

The man raised his hand and patted Xia Miye's head: "It's not bad, there are still people looking for you. But..."

The man looked up at the door, "I'll catch him first today, let me play enough, you can come to him again."

The man signaled the footman to close the door.

The attendant immediately went to close the door,

Ling Qiong lifted her foot against the door, she didn't seem to use much strength, but the attendant couldn't push it anyway.

Ling Qiong loosened her feet slightly, and the follower used too much strength, and rushed towards the door.

Ling Qiong knocked on the door again, and the follower was knocked down by the door.

"Grass."

The man cursed in a low voice.

"Since you want to play so much, let's play together." The man said with a gloomy face, "Catch him in too."

The attendants rushed forward, the man looked easy to catch, but he failed to catch it for a long time, and was teased by the other party instead.

The man stared at the flipping black robe, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly smelled a bit of human breath.

At this moment, the manager of Elysium came over in a hurry, "Don't hit me, don't hit me!!"

"Stop hitting!!"

The manager stepped in, and several blood servants were forced to stop.

"Whatever you're watching, they're all gone." The manager turned his head and yelled at the people who were watching the show, and when they all dispersed, the manager said: "Both of you, if there's any misunderstanding, just talk about it, don't do anything, we're just doing small business. "

The manager wanted to talk to Ling Qiong, but after seeing her attire, he turned to the man inside and said, "Master Quiller, look, what are you doing?"

"I didn't make trouble." Quiller sneered, "He came to me indiscriminately to make trouble."

The manager groaned, "There must be some misunderstanding."

Quiller frowned, what's going on with this manager?

What he said was partial.

Seeing that Lingqiong didn't respond, the manager immediately went inside and whispered a few words in Quiller's ear.

Quiller's face changed slightly, and the way he looked at Lingqiong changed again.

It really wasn't his illusion just now, this is a human being.

"Master Quiller, don't make too much noise." The manager persuaded in a low voice, "It's no good, isn't it?"

Quiller's face turned black.

I don't really think about it and let it go, but it's true to think about what the manager said.

Xia Miye actually got involved with that place...

Quiller raised his hand and released Xia Miye's person.

Xia Miye slid to the ground, and the person standing at the door quickly stepped forward to catch Xia Miye.

The black robe was scattered, revealing the gorgeous skirt inside, and the long golden hair, carrying the unique fragrance of human beings.

There was a little commotion in the box.

Humanity……

This turned out to be a human being.

Ling Qiong grabbed Xia Miye's wrist that was still bleeding, and quickly wrapped it up with something.

"Can I still go?"

Xia Miye nodded.

Ling Qiong helped him up and walked out the door.

Quiller watched the two leave with a gloomy expression.

The person wrapped in a black robe suddenly appeared at the door again. She strode towards the box and picked up the glass dish containing blood on the ground.

When she got up, the hood covering her head dropped slightly, revealing the girl's face.

That face is obedient and cute, like a sister next door, without any offensive power.

The sister next door raised her eyes, met Quiller's gaze, and smiled slowly with her lips curled up, "Quiller, right?"

"..."

Quiller said nothing.

The sister next door continued, "Goodbye."

…

Ling Qiong didn't know where Xia Miye lived, so she had to take him back to the apartment arranged for her by the branch office.

Xia Miye was beaten up and bled so much that he was dizzy.

He lay down for a long time before recovering, barely a little refreshed.

Xia Miye was lying on the bed in the bedroom at this time, the ceiling above his head was covered with beautiful crystal pendants, and the light and shadow were cast like a sea of ​​stars.

"Brother, do you want to drink some blood?"

As soon as Xia Miye turned his head, he saw the little girl holding a clean towel, staring at him without blinking her black and white eyes.

"No need." Xia Miye's throat was dry and he found it difficult to speak.

"But you look weak." Ling Qiong moved closer and raised her wrist in front of him: "Would you feel better if you drink a little?"

Xia Miye's voice suddenly rose: "I said no, stay away from me!"

The little girl was startled, her eyes were dazed and innocent, as if she didn't understand why she was being yelled at.

Xia Miye looked away, and said stiffly: "I won't drink, thank you."

"...Okay." The little girl withdrew her hand in frustration, "Why do you have so many enemies?"

One after another, hard to guard against.

"I do not know him."

"If you don't know him, what are you doing against you?"

That what Quiller clearly did on purpose...

Bully me, cub! !

Excessive!

Xia Miye pursed his lips, but no sound came out, and finally he stopped talking.

Ling Qiong couldn't find an answer, so she knelt down with puffed cheeks and unwrapped his wrist.

Xia Miye raised his hand to avoid it.

Ling Qiong pressed back and pressed: "Let me see the injury..."

"No, it's ready."

Ling Qiong blinked blankly.

"I'm a blood." Xia Miye explained, "It's healed."

"So fast?"

"Um."

"I do not believe."

Xia Miye stopped avoiding it and asked Ling Qiong to remove the cloth. There was only some blood on her wrist, and the wound was gone, not even a scar left.

If she hadn't wrapped it herself, she would have suspected that it was wrapped by the wrong hand.

The healing ability of the blood race is quite strong, but is it so strong?

Suppressing her doubts, Ling Qiong wiped off the blood on his wrist with a handkerchief, and wiped every finger carefully.