Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 810: Eighty-fifth bowl of soup (5)

Eighty-fifth bowl of soup (5)

At the very front of the hall is a huge golden seat on which S is sitting. The guards respectfully retreated after leaving Qinghuan, and there were only two of them left in the hall.

S lowered his head.

His jet-black hair is exactly the length of his shoulders, and the tips of his hair are uneven and a little messy, with a few strands of white interspersed in it, and the whole person reveals a decadent and gloomy feeling. Qing Huan was locked by the handcuffs and fetters, and couldn't move when sitting on the ground. S ignored her words, she could only sit like this foolishly.

She let out a long sigh of relief because her hands were a little sore. S slowly raised her head from the golden chair, seeming to find her restlessness: "Want to escape?"

"With this thing, I can't escape, right?" Qing Huan raised his hand and shook it, not afraid, but rather casual. If it weren't for the handcuffs and shackles that bound her, she looked like she was resting comfortably. It is precisely because of this that this posture makes S, who is in a bad mood, even more unhappy. If he is unhappy, how can he make this woman happy.

So with his finger, Qing Huan was lifted from the ground and hung in the air. She once again explained to S: "You really admitted the wrong person."

"Will there be two people who look exactly the same in the world?"

Similarities will inevitably exist, and they will never be exactly the same unless they are in a parallel world. "But I really don't know you."

"I am also very curious about how people who have already died come back to life again."

Qinghuan approached him uncontrollably, then was thrown on the ground in front of his seat, only looking up at him. S leaned over, scanned her body from top to bottom with dark eyes, and said for a while, "I will never forget your face."

Then there seemed to be a hand in the air that tightened Qinghuan's neck. From S's eyes, Qinghuan could be sure that the other party really wanted to kill her. But I don't know why, just when the skin bag was about to disappear, S stopped again. He throws her away indifferently, watching her coughing because of the fresh air that he suddenly breathed, and the corner of his mouth twitches slightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, you will remember it slowly."

He didn't seem to be afraid of her escaping. The handcuffs and fetters were instantly opened, Qinghuan rubbed her aching wrists, her legs were always exposed, and now she was all dirty and there were marks on her feet. It was ugly to die. Take a bath.

But of course she was not qualified to take a bath. The door of the main hall was closed tightly. She felt that this door should not be opened by a fist. And who is this S, Grace never mentioned from the beginning to the end. "You want to... keep me?"

S looked at her mockingly: "You look at yourself too high."

"Then I can go?"

"No."

What do you want to stay and not stay, go and not go? This man is grotesquely hard to serve. Qing Huan was patient: "Then what do you want? No matter what happened to us, but I really don't know you now, I still think you have admitted the wrong person."

"Really?" S said casually, "tell me about your origins."

Qing Huan was silent for two seconds. Can she say that she is not a person in this world but Naihe Bridge from the Void Realm? No one would believe this kind of thing at all, and she really didn't have an identity in this world. It seems that S has a very high status in Shengjiao. If she makes up her mind, she might even be considered the person he wants to kill.

So who is the person who looks exactly like her? This pot is too dark, and Qing Huan's back is a bit heavy.

Finally she gave up: "Forget it, you say yes, you don't believe what I said anyway."

"Admit it." S said coldly.

From which sentence did he hear that she was not ironic but sincerely acknowledging it?

S suddenly reluctant to see her, very upset. He hates this kind of emotion. This woman should no longer have special qualifications. She has given up all of this by herself, so don't give her a chance to get it again. She should know that she had been favored by him before, and her deception and betrayal should also be punished when she was reborn.

He no longer cared for her.

"Get out."

what?

"Get out." S repeated it again, then he flicked his finger, the door of the hall opened, and Qing Huan was thrown out immediately, and then the door was almost closed against the tip of her nose. The last thing she saw were S's cold and gloomy eyes like the night.

The fall was very painful, and Qing Huan felt that her foot might be broken. She got up from the ground, and the white-robed priests on the side looked at her together.

So should she leave now or what? For such an uncertain guy, there is no need for Qinghuan to not want to be close. Everyone likes the warmth of the sun, and he does not want to be near the abyss of faint resentment.

But she was stopped before she took two steps, "Master Envy, please follow me."

Like Elsa before, they all call her Envy, which means that there is indeed a person who looks the same as her in this world, no matter who that person is, she may not be popular with the Holy Church. Because although these priests called her an adult, there was no hint of respect in their eyes.

Even if she asked, they would not answer her.

Qing Huan was taken to a steaming room, "Please wash your clothes and change your robe, and serve Master S's meal."

So she was scolded to get out and then thrown out, just to take a shower outside?

With a heavy and complicated mood, Qing Huan took a bath and changed clothes, put on a white robe of the same style as the priests, and then re-entered the hall. The priests watched her in, and the door of the hall closed again.

S sits at the dining table, with food on top, everything smells mouth-watering, but his eyes look at the food without waves. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head and saw Qinghuan coming towards him. For a while, he was a little dazed.

The last time he saw her body, it was so cold that he didn't want to touch it. He just took a condescending look and then turned away, without giving her any extra look. The person who betrayed him was not qualified to receive his pity, but when the person was really gone, he realized that this place was so lonely.

Probably not killing her again, but also because I miss the days when someone used to be company.

"Don't eat it?" Qing Huan asked him, "Then I eat it?"

S didn't answer, she took it all as he agreed, pulled out a chair and sat down, put all the dishes she wanted to taste on the plate, and ate with relish. S watched her eat and didn't stop. He got up and left a sentence: "Come to my room after eating."

Ok?

How did Qing Huan know where his room was? It just so happened that she was almost full, so she picked up a piece of cake and took a bite and followed S behind. These pillars were placed very strangely, similar to but not the same as the Five Elements Eight Diagrams. In short, he followed S around a few pillars and went to his room.

It was very empty, and it was a world apart from the splendor of the main hall. There was nothing but a bed in the room, but the room was so big that it looked strange.

S began to undress in front of Qinghuan, without any concern that there was a woman behind him. Qing Huan did not cover his face nor screamed. S looked very thin. The body wrapped in black robe gave people a feeling of weakness and morbidity, but when he took off the black robe, it was very different. The muscles were strong and powerful. It's perfect.

When he finished taking off his clothes, a huge steaming pool suddenly appeared on the ground, and Qing Huan didn't know how it came out. She bent down to pick up the robe on the floor, folded it and put it aside, and went to the closet to get the clothes according to S's request-the closet appeared automatically when she arrived, and waited until she took out a clean black robe, the closet It disappeared strangely.

Because S had no other instructions, Qing Huan sat cross-legged on the ground looking at him. She had encountered many weird people and experienced many weird things, so no matter how weird the scene was, she could be calm and composed. S simply treated her as if she didn't exist, didn't look at her or talk to her, but didn't let her leave. Qinghuan felt that he might just want her to "exist".

What happened in the past?

S’s life was stern. He took a shower and put on clean clothes and went to bed. He lay flat and motionless. Qing Huan was ordered to stand by the bed and look at him. After a while, she just moved her foot. S Just ask: "Where to go?"

Obviously the eyes are closed.

"...I want to find a place to rest."

"On the ground."

Qinghuan lay down on the ground in a kind-hearted manner, with her hands folded behind her head, "Do you know that the rebels broke into the sacred religion?"

"What about your honorifics?"

"Does Lord S know that the rebels broke into the sacred religion?"

"Why should I answer your question?"

Qing Huan is not angry: "Sir, if you are in a good mood, tell me that you are not talking very well. The vocal cords will degenerate if they are not used for a long time.

S snorted: "A group of ants, I don't need my action at all."

He always speaks with a sense of arrogance, no one is looking at him, and no one looks down on him. Qinghuan feels that he does not look like a person who can make fun with elves. Of course, this is not to praise S’s personality, but to say He was arrogant to the point of disdain to embarrass the weak. "Then why did you just show up when I was saving people?" At first she thought S was here to arrest people.

It turned out that it was indeed, but it was here to catch her.

S naturally wouldn't tell her why, in fact he would never say what was in his heart again. This woman is the best liar in the world, and he will not be fooled again and again. "If you want to know, guess for yourself."

"When I threw Elsa out, did you see it? Why didn't you catch it?" Qing Huan asked, "Or you didn't come for her at all? But how do you know I'm here? I'm real. There is no memory related to you."

This is her most puzzled point. Even if S knows someone exactly like her, it is impossible to know that she will appear in Shengjiao. After all, this skin bag does not belong to this world, so how does he perceive it and appear accurately? In front of her?