In her last life, Yang Ye was a killer, a cold-blooded killer. With her expressionless face and the playing cards on her face, the only thing she hated was one person. That person was a pervert. He was a birdcage that trapped her, so that she could never be free.
So she committed suicide and he couldn't die? It doesn't matter, because she can die. As long as she dies, everything will come to an end.
She was reincarnated, and in this life, she came to a warm home despite being cold. But it's also ironic, because in her last life she was a cold-blooded killer who killed people on sight, and in her current life she was sent to the world of ninjas who kill people for missions - Naruto.
Unexpectedly, many years later, in the hospital bed, she now felt something in her heart, which could be called disgust, anxiety, or fear.
She felt his pure presence...
"I've taken away your number one bond," he said before leaving.
She laughed in front of the burning house, guffawing in agony, and he really took it away.
I will kill you. For my freedom and my happiness, I will kill you with my own hands!
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★The column "After Entering the Spiritual Picture" has been completed
Wen Tiansu is an unqualified guide, and she knows it very well.
Her mental power is like the howling cold wind on the ice field. The only impression left on every sentry who has been sorted out by her spirit is cold——
It was so cold that my mental image seemed to be frozen, and I couldn't recover for ten days and a half.
Therefore, she is not very enthusiastic about this job, as long as she can support herself.
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Until the teacher gave her a task to appease the sentry.
This sentinel came out of the contaminated area a month ago. After a month of treatment, he still couldn't get out of the sensory fugue state.
They desperately sought out Wen Tiansu, a guide who had a terrifyingly strong spirit but had no desire to make progress after graduation.
But I didn't hold out much hope, and I was already ready to hold the sentinel sacrifice ceremony.
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Wen Tiansu pushed open the door of the silent room.
The sentry sat on a chair, his hands tied behind his back with soft silk.
This silk is the only piece of fabric on his upper body.
At the same time, this posture clearly exposed every muscle in his body to Wen Tiansu.
His head hung weakly, and hidden under his thin bangs was a piece of black cloth covering his eyes, with the word "Jinglie" embroidered in gold thread on the corner.
Wen Tiansu slowly put on medical gloves, pinched the sentry's chin and forced him to raise his head.
Perhaps it was because his fingers were too cold or because of his gloves, Wen Tiansu could clearly feel the person in front of him trembling.
Her eyes finally fell on his rising and falling chest.
Good... Like...
★The column "After Entering the Spiritual Picture" has been completed Wen Tiansu is an unqualified guide, and she knows it very well. Her mental power is like the howling cold wind on the ice field. The only impression left on every sentry who has been sorted out by her spirit is cold—— It was so cold that my mental image seemed to be frozen, and I couldn't recover for ten days and a half. Therefore, she is not very enthusiastic about this job, as long as she can support herself. # Until the teacher gave her a task to appease the sentry. This sentinel came out of the contaminated area a month ago. After a month of treatment, he still couldn't get out of the sensory fugue state. They desperately sought out Wen Tiansu, a guide who had a terrifyingly strong spirit but had no desire to make progress after graduation. But I didn't hold out much hope, and I was already ready to hold the sentinel sacrifice ceremony. # Wen Tiansu pushed open the door of the silent room. The sentry sat on a chair, his hands tied behind his back with soft silk. This silk is the only piece of fabric on his upper body. At the same time, this posture clearly exposed every muscle in his body to Wen Tiansu. His head hung weakly, and hidden under his thin bangs was a piece of black cloth covering his eyes, with the word "Jinglie" embroidered in gold thread on the corner. Wen Tiansu slowly put on medical gloves, pinched the sentry's chin and forced him to raise his head. Perhaps it was because his fingers were too cold or because of his gloves, Wen Tiansu could clearly feel the person in front of him trembling. Her eyes finally fell on his rising and falling chest. Good... Like...