Chapter 27 The Death of Water Painting

The weather has gradually turned cold these days. With this change of weather, Xuanhong looked at the information in his hand and couldn't help but pull a smile at the corners of his mouth. "It seems that this is the purpose of her staying there these days, as if she has nothing to do."

Uncle Liu's face also darkened, "However, she was watched very tightly there. How could she do this?"

Although Uncle Liu is a driver on the surface, he is also Xuanhong's personal bodyguard.

"Only she has this motivation." Xuanhong is thoughtful, but this is a good way to play.

As soon as Xuan Hong left, there were only a few words left on the paper pressed by the steaming cup, "Water language painting died in a car accident."

No matter what Xuanhong thinks here, Shuiyi is really helpless.

"I said, Master Rong, it is said that I don't know Xuanhong very well. I have been caught by you for so many days. He didn't say anything at all. Isn't it obvious?"

"Is that right?" Rong Xueru's voice is still so angry that he can't live up to life. "Then let's wait."

Shui Yi looked at Rong Xueru leaving angrily, her eyes were full of helplessness, and then muttered, "This damn Xuanhong, are you coming or not!"

Although Rong Xueru left with a little smile, the bottomless darkness in his eyes was chilly. This person has been caught for three or four days, and Xuanhong didn't even pop up. Is it true that he misreads?

Shuiyi half leaned on the bed board and her eyes half narrowed. The water sycamore tree has been back long enough. Is it time for the people over there to come over?

Just thinking about this, Shuiyi suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Looking at the increasingly heavy fog in the room, a cold light flashed in her eyes. She actually used this means, but she didn't know which one it was?

"Dong!" It was only a few seconds. The room was already white. The water couldn't stand the damp fog. To be precise, it did not resist the fog and fell down.

In a daze, she felt a cold air suddenly pouring into her body. In order not to be suspicious, she closed her perception.

"Are you all right?" A low voice asked.

"Wait a minute, it will take a little more time."

"Speed up your hands and feet, otherwise it will be bad if they find out."

"Bum!"

The door was pried open, and several figures came in gently.

"Is it her?" A man in black and trousers looked at Shuiyi lying in ** and asked another man next to him.

The man who looks like Bai Jun looked at her and said, "Yes, do it quickly."

Shui Yimo scratched his head vaguely. In the blink of an eye, the room changed. It's just a closed perception. Why does it feel so chaotic? I can't see that the foggy medicine is really fierce!

"Wake up?"

Hearing this deep voice, Shuiyi's confusion suddenly woke up more than half.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, Shuiyi?"

Shuiyi looked at him and still looked in that dress, with a slightly yellow medium and short hairstyle, a angular outline, a sharp vision, and a black strong outfit, which looked a little wild and domineering. "Yo, Shui Tuowu, it turns out that you are the one sent this time."

"The talented girl who used to be superior has now fallen to this level, and you live an easy life." Shui Tuowu laughed.

"You're still the same. I haven't seen you for a few years, and it's still so annoying." Shui Yi said sarcastically.

"Hmm," Shui Tuowu looked at her coldly. "You just play with your mouth. When I take you back, let's see how you die."

"Go back?" Shuiyi heard it correctly, "Your brain is in the water. Who said he wanted to go back with you?"