Author: Feng Yue
4.23 (260 ratings)
Translator: Nyoi_Bo_StudioEditor: Nyoi_Bo_Studio
After being "enthusiastically" pushed into the carriage, Ye Qingxuan was treated like a felon.
First, someone injected a tranquilizer into his neck, his eyes were covered with a blindfold, and a bag was pulled over his head. Then, he was forced to wear handcuffs and legcuffs. Finally, his clavicles, arms, and neck were all shackled with the shackles of Aether. His sense with the musician was totally cut off.
Because of the strong magnetic field, all the shackles were firmly fixed on an iron plate. Suddenly, the iron box was closed, and Ye Qingxuan was in complete darkness.
He could not hear anything.
Ye Qingxuan was lying in a coffin made specifically for him. He could feel a tremble beneath him from time to time and knew that the carriage was still moving.
Occasionally, the carriage turned left, then right. Sometimes, it moved upward and then downward.
In the pure darkness, Ye Qingxuan was counting the time with his fingers, and he almost fell asleep. After a long while, the car
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