Chapter 1135: (1/2)
Seeing the right time, she arched her body and jumped off the bed like a wild cat. She didn't care to put on her clothes and went straight to the door.
She passed through the invisible blackness, and when she recovered, she still came to the end of the corridor.
The scared cat looked around. Make sure no one is following him. Slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
”My little cutie, what's wrong with you?”
Just as her nerves eased down. The abrupt voice behind her made every hair on her stand upright.
”Yeah!” The Yamao girl shivered, subconsciously thanking her for the shelter, looking at the black shadow who came behind her in horror at some point.
”I'm so scared of my little cutie. Is it because I haven't seen me for a long time and don't recognize me.” ”Big, Siyamao girl stared at the weird bird mask in fear. Under a little bit of thunder, that one Masks with very different styles have become more deformed.
The husband who adopted him has been a bit weird recently, and the Yamao girl thinks so.
Although she has been his adopted daughter for many years, from the beginning to the end, the Yamao girl knew nothing about the mysterious whereabouts of this mysterious man, did not know his purpose, did not know his intentions, did not know his behavior, even No one knew his name or what the face under his mask looked like.
Only know that he calls himself the high priest.
Perhaps as a refugee, it is a gift from heaven to be taken in. You should not ask for anything more, but recently, the high priest's behavior is really weird. ”Why are you here, don't sleep well, and what are you doing when you leave the room?” The bird-faced man slowly leaned over.
”Nothing.” The Yamao girl leaned against the wall to prevent herself from showing fear: However, she was just a little girl who had not done anything but her thoughts were all written on her face, and she couldn't hide things at all.
”Are you afraid of me?” The bird-faced man saw through the girl's emotions at a glance. ”Are you afraid of me, my little cutie.
”No, no, sacrificing to your lord, I just
Just as her nerves eased down. The abrupt voice behind her made every hair on her stand upright.
”Yeah!” The Yamao girl shivered, subconsciously thanking her for the shelter, looking at the black shadow who came behind her in horror at some point.
”I'm so scared of my little cutie. Is it because I haven't seen me for a long time and don't recognize me.” ”Big, Siyamao girl stared at the weird bird mask in fear. Under a little bit of thunder, that one Masks with very different styles have become more deformed.
The husband who adopted him has been a bit weird recently, and the Yamao girl thinks so.
Although she has been his adopted daughter for many years, from the beginning to the end, the Yamao girl knew nothing about the mysterious whereabouts of this mysterious man, did not know his purpose, did not know his intentions, did not know his behavior, even No one knew his name or what the face under his mask looked like.
Only know that he calls himself the high priest.
Perhaps as a refugee, it is a gift from heaven to be taken in. You should not ask for anything more, but recently, the high priest's behavior is really weird. ”Why are you here, don't sleep well, and what are you doing when you leave the room?” The bird-faced man slowly leaned over.
”Nothing.” The Yamao girl leaned against the wall to prevent herself from showing fear: However, she was just a little girl who had not done anything but her thoughts were all written on her face, and she couldn't hide things at all.
”Are you afraid of me?” The bird-faced man saw through the girl's emotions at a glance. ”Are you afraid of me, my little cutie.
”No, no, Lord Sacrifice, I'm just, I'm just afraid to answer that room.” The Yamao girl curled up.
”There is nothing in that room.” The lightning fell, reflecting on the weird face of the bird-faced man, giving people an indescribable weirdness. ”And now you are not in that room, so you are really afraid of me, right.”
”Mr. High Priest
”Answer my question, are you afraid of me?” The bird-faced man in the black robe walked over and squatted down quietly.
”I, I didn't
”This kid, when did you learn to lie?” The bird-faced man seemed to be asking who, and it seemed that he was just talking to himself.
Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand.