Chapter 93: Julia's Death

  Julia was like grasping a lifeline, her blue eyes bursting with brilliant light, and immediately picked up the check and pen on the table and wrote brush-brush-brush.

  Never thought she would buy Mi Lu Ke, how could Xiao Feng Xue obediently listen and put down the gun.

  "Miss Hawthorn." The check was handed over with both hands, she was really anxious, her face covered in tears, and her delicate makeup had been ruined by tears and sweat.

  Milo carefully counted the zeros on the check and smiled, his eyes narrowing like crescent moons: "Okay, thank you, Julia."

  "Uh..." Julia's eyes widened, her mouth stuffed with a bright red apple, the same one that Milo had bitten into.

  "Ah, great!" Milu nodded with a matter-of-fact expression, her small face full of pride in her own handiwork. Her face was so small now that the apple helped to make it look even more adorable: "Julia sister is now just like Milu, a doll-faced girl."

  Then he whispered: "This way won't die too ugly..."

  Xiao Fengxue's mouth twitched slightly, and she knew... Miluo Ke's thinking was also different from ordinary people.

  With a thud, Julia's body collapsed onto the sofa.

  Before she died, her eyes were still wide open, the shock and fear inside forever frozen, the apple stuffed into her mouth, filling her entire oral cavity, made her look so ridiculous...

  Xiao Fengxue's eyes drooped slightly, and she placed the blood-red flower in her hand on the table.

  She sighed softly, another woman who died for love.

  The blood on her hands was uncountable.

  Neither Qin Jie Li nor Julia regrets it.

  It's all because they chose the wrong person. She has always been a person who repays kindness with kindness and resentment with resentment.

  I won't bother you if you don't bother me; but if you bother me, I'll repay you a hundred times!

  A chill ran through her beautiful eyes, hoping the Bradley family would be smart and not provoke her again, otherwise she wouldn't mind uprooting the entire Black Hand Society!

  "Vivian, let's go."

  Milo nodded and took a last look at Julia's corpse, muttering to himself: "So her mouth really can fit an apple..."

  Xiao Fengxue's feet slipped, and indeed, the darkest one was still Miroku.

  The man sleeping on the large black bed, his eyebrows tightly furrowed into a line, his thin lips pursed, his resolute and stern face looked even colder.

  Eyes suddenly opened, a pair of dark pupils deep and profound like the abyss of ten thousand meters of darkness, inside was the obvious panic and fear.

  Wanting to hold the people around me tighter, but finding that my big hands are empty and there is no soft body as imagined, only leaving cold air.

  He suddenly looked around, no one!

  "Kitty!"

  His large hands felt around on the bed sheet, lifting up the quilt and pillow, as if he could find her that way.

  But what was touched was undoubtedly a piece of coldness, the remaining warmth had dissipated, only her breath still lingered in the air.

  The man sprang up from the bed with a speed that was faster than lightning, not even bothering to cover his loose-fitting pajamas that exposed his well-built chest. He frantically searched back and forth in the bathroom and dressing room: "Little wild cat! Xiao Fengxue! Xiao Fengxue!"

  The usual calmness and rationality have long been thrown away somewhere.

  Where's his treasure gone? Where's that woman? How can she disappear without a word after stealing his heart! How dare she!

  No bathroom, no dressing room, no balcony, she's gone, gone!

  Right, will it be in the living room?

  A sudden flash of inspiration in his mind, he quickly opened the door and ran out.

  The living room was in complete darkness, but the kitchen light was on, and a slender figure was busily moving around inside.

  "?" Sensing someone approaching, Xiao Fengxue turned her head and was taken aback. Seeing him in this disheveled state, she had no idea what had happened.

  The next moment, she rushed into the arms of the man opposite her, he held her very tightly, his strength almost suffocating her.

  It wasn't until a while later that he let her go, Emperor Liang Xing gazed into her eyes, as if to confirm whether the person in front of him was real or not.

  She clearly saw the worry and intense fear in his eyes: "I was hungry at midnight, made something to eat, what happened?"

  She had never seen him like this, his hair disheveled, a black robe hanging loosely on his body, without the usual air of maturity and composure, revealing only one message: panic.

  What's wrong with him?

  Di Liang let out a sigh of relief. As long as she didn't disappear, it was fine. He could give up everything else, he just needed her by his side.

  "It's nothing, I just had a dream."

  The Dark Emperor was so flustered because of a dream? Xiao Feng looked at him suspiciously: "What dream?"

  "...dreaming..." The voice trailed off and seemed reluctant to continue.

  After a while, he seemed to realize that he was also losing face, and awkwardly changed the subject: "What delicious dishes have you made?"

  It's been a long time since I've seen his awkward face, Xiao Fengxue couldn't help but burst out laughing with a "heh".

  "Nothing much, I've cooked some noodles, want to eat together?" She pointed at the noodles in the pot, fortunately she had cooked a bit more.

  "Okay."

  Di Liang Xun smiled, the warmth in his eyes almost overflowing, only to realize her clothes after a moment: "Why did you change into a nightgown?"

  She was stunned, just went out to assassinate Julia felt that the loose sleepwear was not suitable for action, so she went to the bathroom and casually put on a piece of clothing, only to discover now that it was actually a nightgown.

  "The sleeves aren't that wide, good for cooking."

  "Change back into it after you sleep." He liked her in that black nightgown.

  "Good."

  Xiao Fengxue had been living alone for three years and her culinary skills were naturally exceptional. Even a bowl of ordinary noodles became extraordinary after being cooked by her hands.

  Both of them enjoyed their midnight snack very much.

  Di Liang Xun gazed deeply at the face in front of him, which was rendered increasingly soft and beautiful by the warm orange light.

  In his dream, she stood in front of him wearing a white flowing skirt with ruffles, the skirt was blown up by the wind and waves of white foam appeared, she smiled very quietly and beautifully.

  Then he saw her body disappear bit by bit, turning into fireflies that were blown away by the wind.

  He strained his voice to scream, but found himself unable to make any movement, and even the sound in his throat couldn't be uttered.

  Powerless and desperate, he watched her disappear before him, forever.

  He thought, perhaps it was Qin Jie Li's affair that scared him, or maybe it was her mysteriousness that made him anxious.

  She seemed fine, how could she just disappear?

  If Xiao Fengxue knew his dream, he probably wouldn't be able to laugh no matter what...

  Julia is dead.

  A red peony was placed at her death scene.

  The Bradley family was stunned by the news and had not yet taken any action, or rather, could not take any action against the killer.

  Di Liangxun also received the message, slightly furrowing his brow, his slender white fingers lightly tapping on the office desk.

  This is the second symbol of Manjusri.

  A poinsettia was left at the scene of the assassination, indicating that this murder was purely a personal vendetta and had nothing to do with anyone else.

  Looking back, it seems like there's been a shadow of that organization behind many things up until now.

  What is the connection between Xiao Mao and that organization?

  Firstly, information was tightly sealed by M, then there were special firearms on his body, and finally, he knew Blood Rose.