Fast through the white moonlight: boss, pick up the morals

Chapter 566 Blooming in the Darkness (1)

As soon as Li Weixi entered this body, she felt intense fatigue.

It's not that she doesn't want to wake up, it's that this body doesn't let her wake up at all—the whole body of this body is sending a message: I'm so tired!IM so tired!I am so hungry!
Yes... hungry.

But the reality is not forgiving, a whip hit her head, leaving a loud sound on her back, the pain made Li Weixi's eyebrows twisted.

Where had she ever been beaten like this, she subconsciously wanted to hit back, but she found that her body had been drained and she couldn't exert any strength.

It's really... hopeless.

The woman was cursing, speaking a language that Li Weixi couldn't understand. It was very awkward, but her pronunciation was very elegant. Even if she was cursing, it sounded like she was reciting poetry.

"Little Shunzi—!!"

"A language translator has been sent for you."

"Shut it off, thank you. Do you think I'm stupid and listen to her scolding me?"

It's better if she doesn't understand, at least at this time she thinks the language is pretty nice.

Liuliu: "..."

Yes yes yes, it's not Li Weixi who is stupid, it's him who is stupid.

The woman scolded for a while, and saw Li Weixi lying there motionless, as if she was really in a coma, and was about to try other methods, but it seemed that someone was calling her outside, so she had to go out reluctantly.

Li Weixi was finally liberated.Not being able to understand what other people are saying...it's actually quite uncomfortable.

She guessed that the woman would come in in a short time, and she might not have time to receive the memory, so she frowned.

This is the first time she has encountered such a situation... What should I do?

In desperation, Li Weixi had no choice but to put aside the matter of receiving memories and do other things.

This is a small room less than five square meters, with a dilapidated bed, a ruined table, and no stools.A few pieces of clothing were scattered and patched on the small bed.

The style is not from ancient my country, and the language spoken by the woman is also different from the pronunciation of Chinese. It is obvious that she has come to the world of Western Fantasy.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had been in this type of world, and now that she thought about it, she felt a little nostalgic.But the current situation is really unsatisfactory.

There was a small bronze mirror on the table, the size of a palm, and the surface of the mirror was scratched.She compared herself to the mirror for a while before she managed to see her current appearance clearly - it was incredible.

The original owner is not a pearl buried in the eyes of the fish, but really ugly.A pair of small eyes were wide open, a nose like a man's, thick lips, and a face covered with freckles.

Even these hands, at first glance, looked like the hands of a man.

She spoke a few times, and the only comfort was the voice—it seemed that the original owner was timid and didn't speak much, and her voice was well protected, retaining the unique sweetness of a teenage girl.

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, this body still has some advantages rather than completely despairing.

Li Weixi has never entered into such a body before, the worst time, she remembers that the conditions are similar to this, but the original owner is good-looking, but she can't dress up, she made some adjustments, and she came out energetic Yes, the whole person has been reborn.

But this... This natural ugliness, how to cure it!

She looked down at the clothes she was wearing.Typical maid outfit, brownish, with oil stains on both sleeves, it seems that it can't be washed off and accumulated on it for a long time.

　The original sentence should be "I bloom in the midst of killing, like a flower in the dawn", because the plot needs to be slightly changed and used as the title.

　　In fact, the inspiration of this world comes more from another sentence: a person has two selves, one is awake in the dark, and the other is asleep in the light.Gibran's.It has a little relationship with this world, you can guess based on this sentence~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)