Seeing that the boy closed his eyes again, his face returned to his indifference, and he didn't plan to respond. Song Ye opened and closed his upper and lower eyelids, and he already had a sharp Swiss Army knife in his hand.

The snow-white blade was pressed against the boy's neck, and there was a stinging coldness.

"I'll give you one more chance, who is Ling Yin?" Song Ye's voice was clear and calm, unhurried, as leisurely as he was talking about the weather, but the knife in his hand slashed into the boy unceremoniously. in the skin.

A trace of bright red blood flowed down, which looked startling on the fair complexion.

But the boy remained silent, not even moving his eyebrows.

Even with multiple fractures all over his body, he could keep his face awake and stay awake. Song Ye felt that no matter how cruel torture was to extract a confession, it might not be useful to him.

Since there is no clue, it can only be...

killed.

Song Ye is a person who will do it when he thinks of it. So far, the blood on his hands has long been lost, and he will not have any hesitation in killing people.

The blade of the knife advanced in an instant, and with some strength in the hand, the sharp blade could cut off the aorta with just one more point.

But at this moment, the young man turned his head and opened his eyes, a pair of dark eyes suddenly met Song Ye's eyes.

Song Ye only felt a buzzing sound in her brain, the pain was like a needle stick, and the dizziness was intense for a while. She took a few steps backwards unsteadily, but she couldn't get rid of the nausea and dizziness no matter what. , and worst of all, she felt a wave of tiredness hit her.

Damn, it just so happened that the drowsiness was committed at this time.

She cursed inwardly, and her figure flashed behind a large rock, and then slipped into the space in the blink of an eye, and then completely lost consciousness.

When his body woke up again, Song Ye found that the sun was shining brightly outside, the water pool had regained its clarity, the waterfall was still flying down with the familiar rumbling sound, and the boy had long since disappeared.

She rubbed her sore brows, a little annoyed by the damn genetic disease. If it wasn't for the wrong time, at least she could get more clues from the teenager.

Now Qin Zhan has no whereabouts, but her true face has been exposed. The seven major families do not know if they have begun to search for her whereabouts.

She touched the necklace on her neck, looked at the bright red in it, and felt a little at ease.

Buzzing, just at this moment, the annunciator responded. She touched the back of her ear and felt it carefully. The two long sounds meant to report safety.

This annunciator is a new product developed by Qin Zhan's company. The signal is not disturbed and covers the whole world. The two of them each carried one behind their ears and expressed their meaning by the length of the signal.

It took half a month to receive the news. Presumably Qin Zhan was in trouble, but there was no way to meet him right now, so Song Ye could only trust him.

When she returned to the disciple hall, the male disciples who saw her all came around.

"Song Ling, where have you been? We didn't see anyone for two days and two nights. We thought you had an accident."

"Yes, Senior Sister is about to dig three feet in the ground, and your face doesn't look good. Did you encounter any trouble?"

"Could it be because the matter of the disciple competition is too stressful, Senior Sister said that she will not force you to come back."

In everyone's words, Song Ye realized that he had been in a coma for two days.

"It's okay, I just have something to do. Has anyone come to me recently?" Song Ye explained as he walked in. At the end, he pretended to ask casually.

"No." Everyone shook their heads and gave a negative answer.

Song Ye frowned slightly, and there was some doubt in his heart. The black-haired boy clearly saw her disguise and true face. It was easy to find her, but after two days and two nights, the other party still didn't move. What the hell was going on? idea.

But soon, she didn't have time to think about it.

"Wow, Song Ling, you're finally back. I thought you were kidnapped by the big tail wolf and scared me to death. Where did you go? Don't say anything. If the training is too hard, you can also follow me. Just say it, I will never give you such a heavy task again, you can't run away. If you run away, there will be no one to accompany me here."

Song Ye entered the yard for less than a second, and was held in his arms by Zhou Qingqing, who was arrogant, and cried a lot without gasping for breath, very sad, lonely and cold.

"Cough, I'm sorry, something went out temporarily." Song Ye struggled to free his neck from the opponent's hands, and it was difficult for her to hold her face.

"Oh, it's not because of training, then it's easy to handle, hurry up, there's not much time, enter the training room, and make up for the lost progress." The last second was like crying and complaining over and over again, and the next second Zhou Qingqing had already dragged Song Ye into the training room like carrying a kite, and started the devil coach mode again.

Song Ye stared at the sky silently, feeling that sometimes it's not good to be too real.

And this scene was seen by Takahashi Orika, who was hiding in the corner practicing wooden stakes, and her face was already gloomy and turned into ashes.

"Taoqiao, what's wrong with you, your face is so terrible, even if you are jealous of Song Ling, don't make it so obvious." A group of black girls who matched with each other next door laughed at her yin and yang.

"Hmph, don't you think what Senior Sister is doing is unfair? Listening to what she said just now, it's like the two women in the disciple hall." Takahashi Orika couldn't get into the circle of male disciples, and now Instead, he won over a few bad-looking girls who were also not favored, and he was not afraid to spread small things in private.

At this moment, the girls didn't react much to her dissatisfaction, "Aiya, Senior Sister is not biased, after all, her training for each competition is too strict, and there is only one female disciple, she gives Song Ling is also suitable."

In fact, Zhou Qingqing gave everyone the same training opportunities, but these girls couldn't stand the strict training in the past and gave up voluntarily, so naturally they didn't dare to complain at this time.

"As far as enduring hardships, I can do it." Takahashi Orika was still indignant while biting her lower lip, feeling that although she and Song Ye came in at the same time, they were still crushed.

It doesn't matter if she loses to anyone, but only Song Ye can't.

Looking at the two people in the training room who were talking and laughing very closely, Takahashi Orika clenched her fists, made up her mind for a while, and walked in again.

On the other end, Song Ye, who was still receiving five-to-one attacks with various attribute abilities, suddenly heard a coquettish shout.

"Elder Sister, I also want to participate in the competition. Song Ling can endure hardship, and so can I."

The disciples who were training inside and outside the courtyard all stopped and looked at Takahashi Orika, who suddenly made a voice and was angry.

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