361. Thieves Femme fatale
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...
The bells in the study were ringing endlessly, and every movement of the second hand was like a hammer hitting the soul. But now, Alan had already ignored the sound and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the contents of the book.
The content was completely beyond my imagination, and the more I read, the more frightened I became. Even if I had not seen the scene of killing snake people described in the book, just a few words were enough to make me sweat all over my back, and my nerves were tense.
But the more scared she became, the more she couldn't help but continue to look down.
With trembling hands, he slowly opened every page of the book, from the origin to the evolution of the snake people, and then the distribution of the snake people, and even the method of killing the snake people and the real-time events of the large-scale counterattack by the snake people in the past fifty years.
Report.[
Although he looked at the people infiltrating, Alan understood that it turned out that there were not as few snake people as he thought. There were traces of snake people lurking all over China and even in the world, and some were enclosed in the mountains and forests.
Some people live in cities and are almost like ordinary people.
Looking at himself, Alan fell into deep thought.
According to the story Aunt Gen told herself, the love story between her mother and the Snake King still makes her sigh. It seems that if it is true, she is the direct descendant of the Snake written in the book.
Among the snake people, the direct snake people have noble blood and are the nobles among the snake people. Thinking of this, Alan felt straightened up. It seems that if the story is true, then he is still half
noble.
Thinking of this, Alan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and looked down eagerly.
However, she did not notice that the door of the study room was ajar by herself, nor did she notice that Su Yawen, wearing a white shirt, had quietly climbed up the stairs to the second floor with bare feet. Only Alan's back could be seen through the door.
He stood in front of the desk and seemed to be looking at something.
"Why is this woman so fascinated?" Su Yawen looked at his watch and it was almost twelve o'clock, "She is so suspicious in the middle of the night..."
His eyes locked on the thin back of the woman in the room, Su Yawen's footsteps moved slowly towards the study...
Turning sideways, he walked into the study. Even though he was so close, Alan was completely immersed in the stories in the book and couldn't extricate himself. The more he read, the more he wanted to read. Curiosity killed the cat. The more curious he was, the less he wanted to read.
Willing to let go until...
"Does it look good?"
Spider-like claws scratched the fragile surface of the eardrum. When he heard a familiar voice coming from his ears, Alan's pupils suddenly shrank when he looked at the black and white words in the book. A chill rushed down his spine to the nerve endings of his limbs, and his whole body became stiff.
stood in front of the desk.
Heartbeat speeds up.
It's him!
It's all because I was so engrossed in reading just now that I didn't notice the sound of the door downstairs being opened, nor did I notice when this man tiptoed to my side, holding the hand that was still in the air.
He is holding the page of the book he is about to turn.
"How did you..." Alan turned around suddenly, but before he could finish his words, he quickly covered his mouth with one hand, looking at the man who was not even the slightest distance away from him under the dim light with his wide eyes.
The corner of Su Yawen's mouth raised slightly, he closed the book with his other hand, glanced at the name on the book, and smiled coldly, "Miss Lan, you are so capable. I hid this book in such a secret place.
Chapter completed!