After Wang Youjun said that, he floated to the corner and was stunned. Jiang Yu called her several times without answering.

There was no choice but to go back to the bed and lean against the small lamp at the corner of the bed to look at her wound. The wound was his left hand. At this moment, he tied it with a bandage but couldn't see any traces, but she gritted her teeth and removed the bandage, revealing her bloody right hand.

A piece of meat was cut off with her left hand. There was not much meat, but her palm was connected to her heart. When she touched her a little, it made her frown. Despite this, she still did not let go, but stared at the wound for a long time before she took out a small magic weapon from her pocket.

This magic weapon is called the Detective Web, which looks very similar to a spider web. She didn't know the principle, but only knew that if she covered the Detective Web on the palm of her hand, she could see the ins and outs of the wound. The reason for doing this was to see if she could see some of the fragments that Wang Youjun saw from it.

Wang Youjun refused to say what she saw, so she could only do it herself. She didn't like mysterious, nor did she like to be kept in the dark, nor did she like the uncertain future. She hoped that everything would be explained clearly.

So she covered the tent net on the palm of her hand with a cold face. When the tent net came into contact with the palm of her hand, she was as calm as her, and she bit her lips in pain. The bits and pieces of pain were hidden by her, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The net cables of the network were red, and then each one was drilled into her flesh. Her palm was already cut by a knife and bloodied, but now it was cut by one by one, and it was like red tofu, almost cut into tofu. But she gritted her teeth and endured the inhuman pain.

She is not afraid of pain, she is afraid of not knowing her own destiny.

What big figures and what cannot be seen is nonsense. She must know the truth clearly before she can take the initiative. She still has a lot of things to do, and her master is still waiting for her in the corpse spirit world. She must become stronger and more independent in order to protect the people she wants to protect.

Thinking of this, the strength on her mouth increased, and the blood on her lips flowed down the corners of her lips. She looked at the palm of her palm weakly. The net had completely entered her palm, and a projector-like picture appeared in front of her eyes.

First she and Wang Youjun entered the wing room, then they talked, and then Wang Youjun said to see her life... When things went up, some strange scenes began to appear in front of them.

The people in the picture include her and a man she didn't know. They were like filming, wearing ancient costumes. The man was wearing armor and called her a princess. In a blink of an eye, the man was surrounded and asked whether he was confused by the witch's eyes. He refused to admit it. The people took out their weapons and wanted to seize him. But he drew out his sword to knock them down temporarily and then took her away in the military camp. They ran away like a dog that was a betrayed and ran for a long time. The picture turned again, and they changed into ordinary people's clothes and supported each other, but a strange man broke in...

The picture came to an abrupt end here. She thought it was Wang Youjun who came to do the trick, but when she looked around, Wang Youjun was still dazed in the corner. So Wang Youjun only saw this place at that time?

But she always felt that what Wang Youjun saw was just a clip, or that she was not exactly the same as what she saw, and these pictures could not prove anything.

Are they filming? Who is the man wearing armor? Is it the big guy in Fu Di and Wang Youjun's mouth?

What does that man have to do with her? Why is he so close to her?

She wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth, feeling that she couldn't figure out these questions. She plundered her whole brain but didn't find any news about the man. She lived for twenty-one years and this man seemed to be the first time she appeared.

Who is this man? Why does he appear now?

She felt that she seemed to have walked into a fog, which was very thick, and she could not get out no matter how hard she tried...

When she felt that she was about to die in this fog, Lin Cheng's clear voice suddenly appeared.

"Jiang Xiaoyu, what are you doing?" She opened her eyes and saw Lin Cheng standing outside the window of the wing room, holding a lollipop in his mouth and a tray in his hand.

"Hu..." She let out a long sigh, put her hands behind her back and tidyed up, then got up and opened the door. "I'm in a daze, what are you doing?"

As soon as the door was opened, Lin Cheng and Meng Furan walked in. The former placed the tray on the table and spread his hands to her: "You didn't eat even when you came back, so I brought it to you after I got the noodles."

She looked at the tray and found that there were two bowls of tomato and egg noodles in it. The green scallions and yellow eggs on the noodles looked very appetizing. She touched her stomach and felt a little hungry.

"Thank you..." He said the word "Thank you" and he glared at her. She quickly changed her words: "You can eat together."

Lin Cheng nodded with a smile. As soon as he was about to sit down, Meng Furan stared at him: "Boss, didn't you say that you would give me noodles to eat when you arrived at the wing?"

Because he was worried about them, Meng Furan had no taste of breakfast and lunch. Now that they have come back safely, their appetite has increased greatly, but his boss has only made two bowls of noodles. Without his portion, he was so nauseous that he pestered Lin Cheng to eat this bowl of noodles, otherwise he would not give up.

Looking at him, Lin Cheng sighed and pointed to the noodle bowl. He rushed over and started eating immediately. Jiang Yu was a little surprised when he was eating voraciously.

"How about you eat this and I'll cook it again." She was about to get up when Lin Cheng pressed down and sat down.

"It's okay, I'll just have this to eat." He nodded his mouth, referring to the lollipop in his mouth.

Seeing that he was determined, Jiang Yu was not pretentious and slowly ate this bowl of tomato and egg noodles. She felt that she had eaten fast enough, but with Meng Furan's comparison, she felt like a snail, so slow that she doubted life.

By the time she finally finished eating, it was already fifteen minutes. She wanted to clean up, but forgot about the injury to her left hand. As soon as her left hand was exposed, Lin Cheng was sharp-eyed and found something was wrong.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

"Hmm?" She realized that she wanted to retract her hand, but Lin Cheng's speed was really fast. In a blink of an eye, she arrived in front of her and grabbed her left hand that was about to retract.

"How did you get injured?" Her left hand was seriously injured, with a knife in front and a net behind, each of which made her palms go bloody.

She moved her lips, not knowing how to explain this. Seeing her embarrassed expression, Lin Cheng smiled mockingly, but his emotions were fleeting.

"There is a medical department in Zhenling Club, I will take you to bandage." He said firmly. Jiang Yu knew that he could not refuse, so he had to make a pity.

The two went out one after another, Meng Furan stayed behind. He looked at the empty noodle bowl on the table, then looked at Wang Youjun in the corner, with a slightly curled mouth, and walked out with a tray.
Chapter completed!