Chapter 1892: The enemy of the previous life

Chapter 1892 The Enemies of Past Life
When Miss Song's Sun came to the meeting place, she knew it would be like this.
The place where I met was already covered by Zhong Luoyue.
Don't look at the whole restaurant. At this time, only Zhong Luoyue is sitting alone...there is a group of people standing outside the door.
Song Ying also let her brigade bodyguards stand outside the door. The two sides confronted each other clearly, and then she licked her hair and walked in with her bag.
It's just a separate meeting... No problem at all?
It's just that when the princess-like characters of these two wealthy families met, they couldn't find the taste of love and intimacy. It seemed to be covered with gunpowder all around.
When he was young, Zhong Luoyue was studying abroad, and Song Ying was also in the same college-that is, the old British college where boss Luo went to study later.
It's just that Zhong Luoyue entered school earlier than Song Ying and was the leader of the student union.
A good woman always appreciates a good woman...this word is completely confused in these two princesses who are almost the same in all aspects.
It seems that it is a type that is naturally not eye-catching. It may also be a relationship that has been an enemy since the previous life. It was quite troublesome during the time they studied.
Later, Zhong Luoyue graduated, and the Song family's Miss Sun finally won the war-the so-called leftover was king, and the opponent won by winning away.
"Da Lao Yuan called me out, shouldn't he just want to see me?" Song Ying sat down directly.
In fact, she and Zhong Luoyue should have met once-earlier.
Originally, at the beginning of the year, there should be a world underground gambling competition-for this competition, Song Ying has ran to invite the legendary gambling to come back.
However, after the Taishan incident, there have been more abnormal events in the world-to the point where we have to show the world today, this gambling competition is therefore stopped indefinitely.
"Why, there is a problem with being a school sister and wanting to talk about old school girls." Zhong Luoyue said with a slight smile: "If you do this, I will think that the campus time we spent together for a few years seems quite cheap."
"Cheap? I'm not good if you don't babe." Song Ying sneered directly.
She is the kind of rushing and crashing... The princess of the Song Dynasty was not interested in engaging in too many conspiracies and conspiracies. The strong forces of the Song family were behind her, and she has always been very public.
Such a wealthy young lady often suffers a lot of losses, but it can't stand the strong and strong luck of the Song family...Whether it's Song Song or Song Haoran, they the Song family's palm.
She is arrogant, but not self-willed. She has returned early and has taken care of her thin family business. She is well-organized and lives more realistically than many people.
Zhong Luoyue is different. Also as a wealthy lady, her growing environment is destined to make a family vase without ideas, or to be a contemporary Tang dynasty empress. Freedom with heart.
She is not used to Song Ying's publicity, and Song Ying is not used to her deepness.
They were as if they had become enemies in their previous lives, and they were arranged by fate to meet again in this life.
The two young ladies who knew each other well did not have too many greetings. Song Ying even planned to ridicule each other well. However, Zhong Luoyue did not mean tit-for-tat at this time.
"I really just want to see you," she said.
"You... what's the matter with you?" Song Ying stunned and looked at the other party in surprise.
"Come with me for a bar. I want to drink some wine today." Zhong Luoyue whispered.
"You said you will accompany you? Why?" Song Ying sneered.
Zhong Luoyue narrowed her eyes and said, "With all these years, you haven't won a drink over me...is it enough."
"Wine waiter!" Miss Sun of the Song family exploded.
- What good special hate this ah!
Fortunately, the two sides are only because of the natural mutual disobedience, not because they are robbing men, otherwise they really want a shot to collapse her!
She actually brought all her guns and hid in her skirt!
"Drink!"
...
… Already, I don’t know how long it has passed. There are many empty wine bottles on the table.
The Song family's Miss Sun was flushed, her eyes dim, her stomach surging. She held it with one hand, and pressed it on the table with another hand, looking like a beast and staring at the opposite Zhong Luoyue.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion. I always feel that after the two have blown so much red wine together, Zhong Luoyue is still a blushing girl.
When did this so drink up ...... Song Ying shook his head vigorously.
Obviously every carnival every year, I am the queen of the ball in the college?
"Isn't it enough anymore? It feels just the beginning." Zhong Luoyue shook the red wine glass in his hand at the moment and smiled slightly: "If it doesn't work, let someone take you back, I don't care."
As soon as Song Ying looked up, she stared at Zhong Luoyue like a tigress—but soon she slammed onto the table.
Normal people drink so much, where can they sustain?
Seeing this, Zhong Luoyue stood up, stroking a long table with his fingers, and slowly came to Song Ying's side.
She looked at Song Ying's red wine to the burgundy on her neck. Her fingers gently touched her neck, then she slowly leaned down. "This is a great place."
She whispered in her ear: "The truth just bite down in one bite... When you wake up, your expression should be very interesting."
But there is really no way to open the vampire's fangs... Zhong Luoyue smiled a little pity.
So here is a good place, she can't do it even if she wants to be a vampire.
In fact, she endured the sleepiness during the day... similar to the human staying up late-not knowing whether it was because of the magic ban, she was surprised to find that the hate for the day seemed to have dropped a lot.
"Dead head...dead head, you are a dead head...for so long...and the phone..."
This is Song Ying's unclear dream word.
But Zhong Luoyue could hear, and even hear the anxiety contained in these dreams.
"In the end what kind of man would make the majestic lady of the Song dynasty like this... gaffe." Zhong Luoyue seemed to be interested, sitting directly on the table in front of Song Ying.
She knows Song Ying's style. In the college's years, Song Ying has many girlfriends, but she has never stopped that a man can approach her-of course, Zhong Luoyue doesn't think Song Ying doesn't like men.
It's just that it's difficult for a man to break into her heart.
Awkwardly, the memory in Zhong Luoyue's mind flashed through, and she remembered that she had met the young man who was present with Song Ying in the hidden manor of the South African continent.
There are many men around Song Ying, and they are very common when they are in college-but it seems that the little princess of the Song family can’t do anything, and even has the feeling of being led by the nose. So far, Zhong Luoyue I saw this one.
Of course... when she and Song Ying are on the same occasion, otherwise, Zhong Luoyue will not know very clearly.
But this is also enough for Zhong Luoyue to speculate on some things.
"That person..." Zhong Luoyue tried hard to recall the appearance of the mysterious young man next to Song Ying, but he still couldn't recall the appearance of the other party.
But in memory, she and him seemed to have happened a lot... in the manor of the God of Gamblers.
There is always a feeling of unclear entanglement in my heart.
Very familiar feeling.
Zhong Luoyue looked at the drunk Song Ying in this way...she really had no other ideas today, just to see her old friend and see what kind of attitude she would have been to the vampire who she is used to. People I know.
This attitude cannot be imagined by relying on imagination. Only by trying it yourself can you realize the subtleties.
She doesn't think of Song Ying as a counterpoint... she doesn't even have the idea of ​​suppressing each other. Instead, she looks at Song Ying's tickling of her teeth, which is quite interesting.
Perhaps in another thirty or fifty years, Song Ying has grown old, and she is still what she is today... This section can only become a memory segment that may be worth recalling.
"I... is no longer human." Zhong Luoyue laughed at himself.
She picked up the spoon and tapped the wine glass on the table, and soon a man came in... the man was very respectful.
"Tell the bodyguard of Miss Song and let them come in and take Miss Song back." Zhong Luoyue said indifferently: "Tell this Miss Song that I am very happy to meet today."
"Yes."
Soon, a group of bodyguards came up in fear and carefully helped the little princess of the Song family to leave... Although they were very curious about the origin of this beautiful and powerful woman, they were able to drink their own. The little princess, but still afraid to ask more, quickly sent Song Ying away.
After Song Ying left, Zhong Luoyue entered the bathroom alone, saying that it was to make up and make people wait outside.
I only heard the sound of the faucet in the bathroom at this time, but Zhong Luoyue was already lying on the wash basin and vomited.
It took a long time for Zhong Luoyue to raise his head strangely... The vampire's physique could not digest food except blood and blood products.
Zhong Luoyue wiped his lips, leaned against the sink stand, slowly slid down and sat down, said to himself: "In the future this kind of boring competition will be victorious, and it should be banned..."
Vampires, getting drunk is not a simple matter.
...
When he came out of the bathroom, Zhong Luoyue's face had returned to normal...The people brought out today are actually members of the [Magician Association]-of course not the noble magician of the [Magician Association] These are the followers of the magicians, or apprentices.
In fact, Zhong Luoyue's identity is similar. In the eyes of everyone in the [Magician Association], she is the close servant beside Miss Elizabeth, the main disciple of Huiyao Tower... But the gold content of this close servant is obviously several levels higher.
"Miss Moon, we should almost go back, otherwise the people of the Shenzhou Administration should look for the door...We have only half a day to go out for approval." One of the magician's entourage suggested at this time.
"There is still some time." Zhong Luoyue shook his head and said: "I want to walk over the riverside... I can do it alone. You can buy something for your respective husbands."
"Well, Miss Yue, be careful yourself."
They have no obligation to protect this Miss Moon all the time, just to give each other some convenience in the allowed range and the permission of friendship, so as to tighten the interest relationship between each other.
They are here separately.
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...
When the two female bodyguards helped Song Ying to the underground parking lot, a small episode happened.
This is the case.
Two female bodyguards supported the Song family's Miss Sun, and the rest of the bodyguards went to get the car. However, when they were about to get Song Yingfu on board, they suddenly rushed towards a runaway truck.
It seemed that it was about to hit, but the driver of the truck suddenly twisted the steering wheel at the last moment, and he drew in danger... but the suddenly twisted truck seemed to have knocked down someone.
Several bodyguards clearly saw a figure being knocked out, but when the truck driver got out of the car to check, he did not find anyone injured and fell to the ground.
The truck driver saw that he could not find anyone and did not want to cause trouble, so he hurriedly drove away. As for the bodyguards, they hung up high and hurriedly left Miss Song Ying.
What they did not know was that when they left, they saw a figure crawling directly from the other side of the wall... a tall, thin man.
The tall and thin man's neck was severely tilted to the side at this time... yet he held his head in his hands and twisted his neck straight.
He then patted the dust on his body, seemingly lost in thought.
After a while, another man arrived in the parking lot, and soon came to the tall, thin man.
"Failed?"
The tall, thin man shook his head. "I wanted to take the person away, but suddenly a truck rushed out... It's not that the dimension observers are all disaster-prone and difficult to die early. Why does this luck seem very good, I haven’t found a good opportunity recently. I’m thinking about whether to show up and grab people directly."
"Maybe it just happened... directly appeared to grab people, I was afraid that we had been beaten into a horse honeycomb before we met people... This banned space is too weird." The later man waved his hand: "Don’t talk about this, I Sensing that there is a companion nearby."
The tall, thin man frowned: "Companion? Who?"
"It seems to be Wolfgang," the later man casually said: "And he also sent a signal for help."
"Seek help?" The tall, thin man couldn't help but stunned. "What's going on?"
"How do I know? I am not familiar with Wolfgang and haven't seen a few faces... Want to be saved?"
"I can't talk to this crazy guy, and he doesn't like us?" The tall, thin man shrugged. "Besides, we still have the task of [The Throne]... Besides, Wolfgang is [Archimedes] The man on the throne."
"Just say..." The later man shrugged.
The tall, thin man said indifferently: "Let him die."
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An island country, an airport.
A young man in a suit and leather shoes with gold wire glasses came to the door of the smoking area. I saw a child about ten years old squatting in front of the door and was reading while holding a comic book.
The young man frowned... He didn't understand why his boss, that is, Mr. Che Tian, ​​had to temporarily add two more people, and one of them was a child.
"It's about to board the plane, go in and let your guardian come out... It's troublesome!" This young man hated the unusual smell of smoke and was extremely reluctant to enter. He stared at the child squatting on the ground and said, "Come on. "
It's just that the little kid couldn't hear it at all, turning page by page through the comic book in his hand.
"I said, go shout out your guardian, have you heard it! Little devil!" The young man snatched the comic book from the child, Shen Sheng said.
When the child saw the comic book disappeared, he was stunned for a while, then raised his head... The child's eyes turned crazy now!
"this is……"
When Young Pu touched the child's eyes, he shivered and his legs seemed petrified. He instinctively stepped back, but his legs really seemed to be rooted and completely immobile... he was suddenly paralyzed. Sit down.
"Demon, demon..."
He wanted to shout loudly, but at this time a palm directly covered his mouth and squeezed tightly-Suzuki Saya who was smoking in the smoking room.
"If you say one more word, I will break your neck here." I only heard that Suzuki Sia cracked the teeth that seemed to be like jagged: "I have good craftsmanship. When I break your neck, I still have Can you pull out your bones by the way, bit by bit... can you imagine that scene, bloody, and smooth."
Say, Suzuki Saya had one hand on the young man's head... The young man's eyes widened and his body trembling even more.
At this time, Sia Suzuki suddenly let go and covered the palm of the young man, and then pointed his finger at his own eyes, and then slowly pointed the finger at the young man's brow, "Hush!"
"Save...save...save--!"
The young man turned around and ran out of the ground with a roll, even threw himself on the ground several times, screaming all the way.
Shaiya Suzuki shook her head, picked up the comic book that fell on the ground, and returned to the child, "Hey, trouble little devil!"
"Hee hee."
Xia Suzuki rolled her eyes and lifted the collar of the child in one hand, "Go away, imp!"
The flight to China...if there is no accident, it can arrive at night, and the island country flew past, it is still very fast.
(End of this chapter)