In the apocalypse, Jiao Jiao struggled every day - chapter 135
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Su Ruan felt very strange.
Because no matter where she went, she would return to the man in black.
The man in black stood there, watching Su Ruan as if he was looking at a weak struggling lamb, and said, “You can’t escape my palm.”
Su Ruan stated that she didn’t want to be held in the palm of his hand.
The man in black:…
“Are you still waiting for your man to save you? Rest assured, I will return your body to him.”
Su Ruan said that he may soon become a corpse.
“You, behind you…”
“Oh! Do you think I’m going to fall for such a trick?”
Okay, since he wasn’t fooled, then…Â
“Catch him, he has cookies!”
The hound, which was originally crawling on Su Ruan’s soft feet, rose flexibly, and bit the arm of the man in black in a violent and intense motion.
“Ahh!” The man in black screamed and was frightened by the murderous hound. Before he could react, a piece of meat was torn off.
After all, the dog hadn’t eaten for three days.
The man in black immediately shook his hand to release his power.
The hound and the man in black disappeared in front of Su Ruan, just like magic.
Su Ruan blinked, then blinked again, suspecting that she might have teenager dementia or glaucoma and cataract.
She moved her feet, and then looked out of the window.
The cold wind swept the snow back. The wind blew her cheeks so much that they were deformed. Then she leaned her head and barely opened her eyes.
The horizon widened.
Under the snowless sky, there was an old castle with a sense of ancient times.
When looking down from the top, the majestic solemn scene was beyond words.
This was a very big and deep castle instead of the ruined building where Su Ruan stayed.
As if overnight, in a blink of an eye, she changed places again.
The castle was big. From the window, one saw a steep cliff on three sides, and the mountain road on one side. Surrounded by quaint tiles and beautiful golden city walls, it was magnificent under the sun.
There were many buildings inside the old castle.
But the most striking was the solemn church next door.
The huge cross and spire setting, simple black and white lines, smoothly reflected its divine sense.
There were white pigeons in the spire with white wings, melodious and beautiful.
In the apocalypse, this ancient castle seemed to exist as a paradise.
Even Su Ruan seemed to have heard the call of the hymn…oh, it was a radio playing the hymn.
Su Ruan tilted her head and went to the source of the music.
But she walked for a long time, and didn’t find the source of the hymn.
The castle was empty and big.
There seemed to be a sign of disrepair.
Su Ruan felt a little cold.
She decided to light a fire to keep warm.
She took out a lighter from her small pocket.
Then casually pulled a little curtain, put it in a vase, and lit it up.
Unexpectedly, the wind was too strong, and blew on the curtains.
The simple and thick curtains were just like the fish that found water. (m. found acquaintance) They burned asap.
“Waah, it’s on fire.”
Su Ruan stood there for a while.
Thick black smoke rolled out into lumps like tangled black wool.
Not too far away, a servant found the fire and immediately shouted for people to come and put off the fire.
“Fire!”
“Come over here!”
“Master is still inside!”
The maid dressed in a maid costume carried her short maid skirt and slammed open the golden door next door.
Su Ruan glanced past it and saw all the empty and large rooms full of photos and paintings.
The photo was put on the wall and hung in midair.
The painting was hung on the wall and suspended in midair.
There were no exceptions in these paintings and photos, all were of a woman.
The woman’s face was familiar, but she couldn’t remember where she had seen her.
“Master! The place is on fire!”
More maids came.
Su Ruan was squeezed to the side.
The maids in pretty maid costumes, with blond hair, dark hair and curly hair ran in.
They had things in their hands, such as rags, brooms, small desserts…like they just hurried over.
In the room, Lu Jianren in a wheelchair pushed away the maid who wanted to come over to push his wheelchair. He snarled wildly, “My painting, my painting! Honey, my honey, can’t burn! Ahhhhh!”
Lu Jianren struggled, fell off the wheelchair and the corner of his clothes burned when he went to rescue the painting.
Su Ruan immediately took the task of putting off the fire from others.
“Ahhhh!” The maid who was robbed of the bucket for no reason screamed.
“That’s boiling water!”
Su Ruan glanced down at the empty bucket, and then at the ground. Lu Jianren holding the painting was screaming like a pig who was about to be plucked. She dropped the bucket and ran.
It was definitely not intentional.
She had always been an upright, kind and amiable girl.
“Catch her! Kill her!” Lu Jianren’s crazy voice sounded behind her.
Countless maids chased Su Ruan.
　　
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You did a good job there,Su Ruan.😆