Chapter 1779
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At that moment, there was a faint light that came in through the window and there was a faint scent of flowers in the air.
The pear tree that was planted in the hall had a few small flowers blooming.
The petals slowly fell onto her hair. He slowly raised his hand and took the petals off as he looked at her and emphasized, "Don't go out for a few days. If you see anything else, you have to tell me."
"Understood, master!"
"Un."
Without knowing why, when she obediently called him master, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
It was like he was announcing to the world that she was his and no one was allowed to approach her.
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With Du Jiu Sheng and Ye Mu's protection, adding in the fact that she had been in the library for the past few days, nothing big happened.
Until three days later, there was a large explosion in S City's chemical factory, killing thirty one people and injuring one hundred and seventy seven.
Du Jiu Sheng as the messenger of hell was naturally very busy. When large amounts of undead appeared, Ye Mu couldn't be by her side.
He had to leave for a while until these undead found a home.
Du Jiu Sheng gave her to Lan Fan and told her that she wasn't allowed to take a single step out of the library.
But that night, two typhoons swept through S City and there was heavy rain.
After Luo Qingchen had dinner in her room, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The water was just right and there was a faint scent of shower gel in the air.
But she didn't know that there was a pitiful cry in her ears as she found that she couldn't move.
The faucet was still flowing water, and the hot water, which was just right, suddenly turned cold.
Bit by bit, it approached zero degrees.
"Lan Fan ….. Lan Fan." Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes as she felt a sense of danger.
But the sound of the rain outside was too loud. She was in her own room, so Lan Fan couldn't hear her at all.
So the death she had foreseen was in her own room ….. The water that was close to zero degrees slowly went over her neck, her chin, and her mouth …..
The bone chilling coldness reached her heart and she felt that her brain was about to go numb. Her body couldn't hold on any longer as it slid down.
But her hand still couldn't move … …
"Damn!" She bit her lip and forced herself to stay awake.
The low temperature gradually made the scene in front of her blur. She felt her back slip and she sank down with a 'dong' sound.
The ice-cold water instantly poured into her mouth, nose, ears ….
The feeling of suffocation rushed over her like a tide. Her eyes trembled slightly as she fell into boundless darkness.
At this moment, a blue and white light appeared in the center of his right palm, reflecting a familiar word: Life.
At the same time, at the chemical plant.
A group of Hell's Emissaries held the nameplates and prepared to take the deceased away from the mortal world.
At this time, Du Jiu Sheng's heart trembled and there was a flickering light in his right hand.
The word 'Qing' was faintly discernible …
Hongyue immediately noticed this and grabbed his arm. "You can't leave now. If you miss the dead, the consequences will be unimaginable."
She was afraid that he would leave his post because of Luo Qingchen. As the Emissary of Hell, if he lost the deceased on the nameplate, he would be severely punished.
He … he couldn't do such a stupid thing for Luo Qingchen!
Du Jiu Sheng gave the token in his hand to the Hell Messenger beside him before looking at Hong Yue with cold eyes, "I'll say it again, this is my own matter."
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