Chapter 22 Little Prisoner (22)
Chapter 22 Little Prisoner (22)
At this moment, a slight sound of wind suddenly whistled past the man's ears.
Relying on his keen intuition, the man turned his body slightly and dodged the fierce attack from behind with graceful and calm movements.
Then, he turned around calmly, and his gaze happened to meet a pair of eyes emitting dazzling golden light.
"It's really a headache when things are too specific about their owners."
A cold smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, but this sentence was obviously not said to Oss behind him, but to Oss's golden eyes.
After digging them all out, he actually found them back himself?
Os sneered, "My things will naturally come back sooner or later, and so will his."
Oss didn't say it explicitly, but Lemon naturally knew who this "he" was referring to.
Clemmon's expression gradually turned cold, and then he attacked, and the two started fighting here.
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At this moment, Song Jin hugged Zhou Yi's neck tightly. The weightlessness just now made the boy uncomfortable for a long time, and his little face was still a little pale.
Zhou Yi, who had been paying close attention to the boy's condition, soon noticed something was wrong. He immediately stopped and looked down at the person in his arms. His voice was so gentle that it seemed to melt ice and snow: "How are you? Are you okay?"
"You, please put me down. It's too much trouble for you." The young man said in a low and petty voice, his breath still a little weak.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi carefully placed Song Jin on the ground.
However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, Song Jin felt dizzy and his body began to shake involuntarily.
He quickly reached out and held Zhou Yi's arm, barely able to stabilize his body.
After finally standing still, Song Jin raised her head, her delicate and cute little face full of confusion and bewilderment.
He blinked his big, watery eyes and asked dazedly, "What should we do next?"
Looking at the confused boy in front of him, he frowned slightly, approached Song Jin with a worried look on his face, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
As he spoke, he reached out and gently stroked the boy's forehead.
However, after touching it, Zhou Yi found that the boy's forehead temperature was normal and he did not seem to have a fever.
Seeing Zhou Yi so worried about her, Song Jin felt a warm current in her heart and felt that she had made a good friend.
He quickly waved his hands and explained anxiously, "It's okay, it's okay! It's just that I'm not used to the weightlessness just now, so I feel a little uncomfortable. It will be fine in a while, don't worry about me."
The man paused and continued, "Let's go to the East District Execution Ground first."
In this kind of copy, Lemon should be the copy boss without any surprise. Since the opponent has turned into a ghost, there must be something supporting him to maintain his strength, and this thing is usually at the place where the boss died.
There is a barrier at the prison gate now. He can go out by himself, but it may be difficult for him to take the boy with him. The matter concerns the boy, and he doesn't want to take the risk.
So, he turned his head slightly, his eyes falling on Song Jin, who looked confused and didn't seem to have fully understood the situation. "Let's go."
Hearing this, the boy blinked his big, clear eyes and nodded obediently.
Then, he took a step forward, followed closely behind the man, and walked slowly towards the East District execution ground together.
At this moment, the little bat flew up, carefully keeping a distance from the two people in front, following them silently like a sneaky thief, but not daring to get too close for fear of being discovered.
Along the way, they did not encounter too many obstacles, only occasionally one or two birds would fly over their heads, making crisp calls.
However, when they were about to reach the East District execution ground, two figures suddenly appeared in front of them.
One of them was Wang Feng, whom he had met before, and the other was Chen Si.
"Brother Zhou!!"
Seeing Zhou Yi and Song Jin coming from afar, Wang Feng shouted excitedly, then took big strides and ran over as quickly as a whirlwind.
In comparison, Chen Si seemed much calmer. She walked forward slowly, her steps light and graceful.
When Chen Si finally approached, her eyes involuntarily turned to Song Jin who was standing next to Zhou Yi.
There was a flash of astonishment in her eyes that was hard to conceal, and she was obviously attracted by Song Jin's outstanding appearance.
Song Jin saw Zhou Yi's calm expression when facing Wang Feng. It was obvious that they had already agreed to meet here before.
Zhou Yi's tone remained calm, without any emotion. "Did you find the thing?"
Wang Feng and Chen Si exchanged a glance, and Wang Feng lowered his voice and replied, "I found it, but..."
Having said that, he paused for a moment, a look of embarrassment on his face.
Zhou Yi frowned slightly when he saw this, and glanced sharply at Wang Feng, asking, "But what?"
When Zhou Yi asked this question, Wang Feng suddenly became a little nervous.
He scratched his head subconsciously and hesitantly explained, "There's someone guarding that place. We fought him before, but we were no match for him."
Zhou Yi paused and asked in a low voice: "Do you know who it is?"
Wang Feng said a little scared: "I don't know him, but he has no eyeballs, wears a black suit, and looks very handsome."
After listening to Wang Feng's description, a person gradually emerged in Song Jin's mind, Fu Ling.
His beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi was also looking at him. It was obvious that he had guessed it too.
So, is Fu Ling now Lemon's man? Was it active or passive? Probably passive. After all, with Fu Ling's bad temper, he probably wouldn't want to be Lemon's subordinate.
Thinking of this, the boy thought of Oss again. Where is Oss now?
Song Jin frowned slightly, still feeling a little dizzy, and her slender body swayed involuntarily.
Zhou Yi quickly supported the young man, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Still feeling uncomfortable? Rest for a while."
The man's tone revealed deep concern, and Wang Feng agreed, "Yes."
The boy shook his head. Clement might still be following them, and he couldn't fall behind.
"I'm fine, let's go."
Unable to persuade the boy, Zhou Yi had no choice but to take him with him to the East District execution ground.
Finally, a familiar figure appeared in the boy's eyes. It was indeed Fu Ling.
Sensing someone approaching, the man slowly turned around. The boy's eyes suddenly widened and his heart stopped.
The man turned around, his eyes empty, leaving only two bloody holes. Under the dark moonlight, he looked even more eerie and terrifying...