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Chapter 56 Rose Manor (3)

Xie Qi raised his head and glanced at him, with a bit of unspeakable confusion on his face, "What nonsense are you talking about" written all over his face.

In the end, he didn't express his doubts.

The body temperature of the person holding the hand is a little high, and it feels warm in the hand. There seems to be a fine electric current coming from the place where the skin touches, bringing a familiar feeling of peace of mind.

Xie Qi took a small breath and pursed his lips.

The only chandelier in the hall flickered twice and finally failed to hold up.

As the lights grew darker, the entire room fell into a dead silence.

The twelve huge sculptures next to them shone with cold light, and the giant weapons in their hands became more and more eye-catching.

The long and narrow staircase covered with red carpet is the passage leading to the second floor. There is the only light source there. A faint fire comes from the lampshade hanging on the armrest. It is blown fragile by the wind and may be extinguished at any time. The appearance, at least the large number, gave the people here some comfort.

The only people here are Vivian.

She was frightened by the sudden darkness, and before she could wipe the tears hanging in the corners of her eyes, when she opened her eyes, she saw the expressionless people in front of her, one large and one small, holding hands, waiting for her to finish crying very politely.

...

Vivian didn't know why she used the word "polite" to describe the two people in front of her.

The taller one was fine, with soft eyebrows and gentle jade, while the short one, who was as beautiful as a doll, looked at him with big eyes, pursed his lips, and looked very impatient. He just had to hurry up. After crying, the words "Go away" were written on his face.

"Um..." Vivian sniffed and asked in a low voice: "Are we leaving now?"

Xie Qi was not polite at all: "If you don't leave, will you stay here to sleep?"

Vivian, who was usually used to being followed by fans, was He snarled inexplicably and did not dare to retaliate. He could only timidly pick up the small umbrella he had thrown on the ground and move closer to them carefully.

You Xuan glanced at the little man next to him: "Why are you so bad-tempered at such a young age?"

Xie Qi pursed his dry lips, tightened his hand, and did not answer. He could only tell that his attitude was rare and softened. point.

Xie Qi's face was as bad as his face, but he was surprisingly easy to talk to on the inside.

You Xuan walked towards the long and narrow staircase covered with red carpet. Vivian beside him was frightened and followed them a little closely. Xie Qi's look frightened him back, so he could only timidly hold up his skirt and follow them three steps. distant location.

There is a large hanging painting on the corner platform from the first floor to the second floor.

I don't know when the painting appeared. You Xuan clearly remembers that there was nothing here when he first arrived. It seemed that the painting appeared the moment they stepped onto the stairs.

It was a photo of a family of four.

They were obviously from an aristocratic family, dressed in medieval costumes, and the elegant and luxurious decorations made the whole painting magnificent. What was surprising was that one of them's face seemed to have been cut open with a sharp instrument, leaving only A dark void.

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