Waning Moon shook her head. Without even blinking, a bullet pierced through her brain before she could say a second word.
Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere. Waning Moon tried to wipe away the blood on Ling Feng's face, but the more she wiped, the more blood there was.
She stopped and looked at her hand. Suddenly, she smiled.
What was there to wipe? It was ridiculous. How could her blood-stained hands wipe Ling Feng's handsome face clean?
Waning Moon spat out a bullet and loaded it into the gun.
He didn't understand what she meant by the last move.
The last move was to leave something unexpected to the opponent to kill him, or to kill himself.
The waning moon kissed Ling Feng's cold lips. The bitterness and blood made her feel nothing.
After a while, he left with a smile." If there's an afterlife, you'll be my world. Your wish will be my wish."”
A mournful cry resounded through the clouds, but the world of debauchery continued.
The night, the endless night. The waning moon belonged to the night, but it did not like the chaotic darkness.
He suddenly opened his eyes and felt dizzy.
Looking closely, he saw a wooden bed with a ceiling, lacquer carved mahogany furniture, an ancient chair, and an old-fashioned dressing table.
She couldn't help but frown. Was she in hell? Could it be that this kind of decoration was very popular in the underworld?
When she regained consciousness, the pain in her lower abdomen came like a flood. Even though she had good training, she still instinctively covered her lower abdomen with her hand without preparation.
At the same time, she felt pain in her hand. She raised her hand to take a look.
His long hands were already bruised and there seemed to be needle marks.
Waning Moon frowned. Although she didn't know what was going on, she was sure that this wasn't her hand!
"Miss, you're awake. You're finally awake! You scared this servant to death, wuwu…"
Before Waning Moon could figure out what was going on, a classical little girl in white clothes and a small vest pounced on her bed and started wailing.
Waning Moon, who hated noise the most in her life, coldly snorted,"Shut up."
The woman's wails were stuck in her throat, and her tears choked her until she coughed.
Pain was one of the signs of life.
The inexplicable pain all over her body made Waning Moon realize that she was still alive. At the same time, she knew that this body was not hers. The first thing she needed to do was to know what she had become.
"Mirror."
Waning Moon had always been cold to people who were unrelated to her. She didn't dare to say anything more when she heard his low and cold voice. She immediately ran to the dressing table, picked up the mirror, and ran back quickly. She respectfully handed the mirror to Waning Moon.
Miss felt much better after waking up. If it wasn't for the fact that she had been serving Miss since she was young, she would have thought that she had mistaken her for someone else.
Waning Moon looked at her face in the mirror. It was just as injured as her body, but the injuries on her face were lighter.
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