Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

real world

Chu Ziyu suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, cold sweat soaking his hospital gown.

His left eye returned to its original black color, and the dark golden pollution was temporarily suppressed.

Lin Ci'an stood beside the bed, his face pale, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his lips. Even as an S-rank guide, the excessive use of his mental energy had still taken its toll on him.

Chu Ziyu stared at the glaring scarlet on Lin Ci'an's lips. His fingertips twitched unconsciously, and the restraints immediately made a harsh friction sound.

Lin Ci'an wiped away the blood casually, leaving a shocking red mark on the cuff of his white coat.

This action involved damage, which made him frown unconsciously.

"Have you seen enough?"

Lin Ci'an suddenly leaned over and pinched his chin with his bloody fingers.

This action made both of them freeze - they smelled the strong smell of blood on each other at the same time, mixed with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

"Chu Ziyu."

The three words rolled over between his teeth, carrying a bloody smell.

The black cat's tail flapped the sheets anxiously, scratching a few tears in the pure cotton fabric.

&34;Go crazy if you want.&34;

Lin Ci'an let go of his hand, swayed a bit as he stood up, and quickly regained his balance. "But don't die where I can't see you."

Chu Ziyu chuckled, but didn't say anything else, his voice was hoarse.

Lin Ci'an looked at him coldly, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, turned and walked towards the door.

"If you dare to run again, I will break your legs."

The days that followed were eerily peaceful.

Chu Ziyu leaned quietly against the head of the bed, her long silver-gray hair falling on the snow-white pillowcase like a piece of soft silk.

He mechanically swallowed the pills handed to him by Lin Ci'an. When his Adam's apple rolled, the metal suppression ring on his neck reflected slightly.

The chains made a tiny crackling sound as he moved, which was particularly clear in the silent ward.

&34;Are you so good today?&34;

The remaining mental power on Lin Ci'an's fingertips swept across his lips to check whether he had indeed swallowed the medicine.

The black cat spirit squatted on the bedside table, staring at the person on the bed with its vertical pupils unblinking.

Chu Ziyu smiled softly, his left eye gleaming with a hint of gold in the shadows: "Xiao An personally fed me the medicine...how could I bear to spit it out?"

His fingertips unconsciously stroked the cushion on the inside of the chain - it was the one Lin Ci'an had re-wrapped with his own hands three days ago.

A deliberately suppressed discussion came from the corridor:

&34;I heard the boss locked someone in the bedroom...&34;

"Did you see the food being delivered this morning?

That person's ankle was rubbed and bleeding...&34;

&34;Shh! Are you trying to kill yourself?&34;

Lin Ci'an suddenly opened the door and the discussions stopped abruptly.

Several sentries froze in place, looking at the still-dried blood on their boss's white coat - it was splashed there during the raid on Tower's No. 6 branch base this morning.

"Are you free?"

Lin Ci'an's voice was colder than a scalpel. "Are the defenses in the East District completed?"

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

When he turned around, Lin Ci'an saw Chu Ziyu looking out the window.

The setting sun cast a bloody hue on his profile, and those violent and crazy things seemed to be chained in the shadows.

But Lin Ci'an knew that this was just an illusion - just like the seemingly peaceful dusk at this moment, which could be swallowed up by the night at any time.

In the monitoring room late at night, Chen Mo stared at the screen and frowned: "Boss, the tower lost three more S-level guides today. We are really unstoppable."

"Not enough."

Lin Ci'an's finger slid across the electronic map and pointed at the central tower. "We'll blow up their spiritual body training center tomorrow."

Liu Mingye took a breath and said, "There is..."

"I know."

Lin Ci'an interrupted him, "That's why we have to destroy it."

"It's a filthy place that should have been destroyed long ago."

Chu Jinshique, lying on the big bed, was still talking leisurely with 6872.

(6872, you said...)

He chuckled in his mind, (Xiao An...you've worked so hard for me, I can't help but repay you.)

He suddenly turned over, and the chains made a crisp sound.

The moonlight shone on his exposed ankles - there were indeed scrapes there, but they had long since scabbed over.

6872 had a bad feeling.

"Boss, you're not going to fight alone, are you? You're not going to die."

Chu Ziyu suddenly chuckled. He extended his tongue and licked the metal buckle on the inside of the restraint ring: (Who said I was going to die?)

(Let Xiao An make trouble...)

A dark golden spiritual force condensed from his fingertips, silently corroding the mechanism inside the chain. (Once they focus their attention on the training center...)

"I'll go blow up the tower."

"bump."