C1490 Losing a Man and Losing a Soldier
C1490 Losing a Man and Losing a Soldier
On the ground around him were props, big red candles, a small bottle of blood, and a lock of hair.
"Today is the 19th, it's time to harvest my prey."
After lighting up the two big red candles in front of him, Ye Tianloong opened the bottle and poured it down his hair. Immediately, the entire room started to emit a strong stench.
"My nineteenth, my nineteenth, the seed that was buried in your body, it's time for it to sprout."
He picked up his hair and set it on the candle to burn, and at the same time he did not murmur a word. Along with the sizzling sound, a faint wisp of white smoke emerged from his bloodied hair.
Strands of hair kept drifting towards the door, and for a full ten seconds it burned out. After doing all that, Ye Tianloong pinched the flame on the candle and directly crushed it.
The room was plunged into darkness, but an obscure force was brewing.
Tsk tsk …
Waves of creepy laughter reverberated in the room and could not be stopped for a long time.
Wisps of white smoke rose into the air, heading straight for the Prospective District. Finally, he drifted to the innermost building on the 19th floor, Room 1919.
Lan Mannru, who was sleeping soundly, turned over and took a deep breath. It was at this moment that the wisp of white smoke followed him in.
Don't... Don't come over...
In the next second, Lan Mannru, who was still struggling non-stop, saw evil spirits that were bleeding out of her seven orifices and pounced on her one after another.
He wanted to run but found that his legs seemed to be filled with lead. He couldn't move even if he wanted to. However, something seemed to be pulling at his back.
Leaves... Director Ye?
When the evil ghost in front of her could finally see her face, Lan Mannru widened her eyes in shock. This person was Ye Tianloong.
"Mannru, how do I usually treat you?" Ye Tianloong asked, "I should treat you well, right? I'll give you a salary of twenty thousand yuan a month and also help you find connections to buy this house."
"Director Ye, you treat me very well. Mannru thanks Director Ye. Thank you, Director Ye."
Nodding her head, Lan Mannru replied, "The reason why I'm here today is all because of Director Ye."
Satisfied with Lan Mannru's reply, Ye Tianloong's mouth curved into a smile: "Since I've helped you so much, shouldn't you repay me properly? "Isn't it?"
"Yes, Director Ye should be rewarded." As the focus of her eyes became smaller and smaller, Lan Mannru's consciousness followed Ye Tianloong's train of thought. "Director Ye, please give me a chance to repay you. Mannru will definitely repay you."
"From now on, remember, you are no longer Lan Mannru and you are number nineteen. You are number nineteen, the number nineteen only belongs to me, Ye Tianloong."
Seeing that the time is almost right, Ye Tianloong began to issue a command: "Your soul will belong to me, your body will also belong to … Ah … "What is this thing …"
Seeing that she was about to succeed, a dazzling white light emitted from within Lan Mannru's body. It was so bright that he didn't dare to look straight at her. Even his entire consciousness was corroded by the white light.
Impossible, this is impossible...
Ye Tianloong, who still wanted to say something, exploded after a burst of unreconciled curses. With a whoosh, he disappeared into thin air.
It was also at this time that Lan Mannru, who had been struggling with herself, regained her consciousness and slowly fell asleep.
Puff …
Ye Tianloong, who was in the study room, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His originally injured face turned even paler. "Dammit, it's you again, it's you again …"
Who else could do this other than Lin Fann? Seeing that Lan Mannru would turn into herself with just the last step, only to suffer a backlash at the last moment …