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Chapter 222 Chapter 222 The night wind was cold. Winter had arrived so the beach was almost deserted, A faint smell of blood permeated the cold wind.

100% (+68) Xena looked down and saw a knife stabbed into her heart. Her expression morphed from confusion to shock and her pupils dilated.

Xena asked, "Didn't you drop the knife?" That was why she got close to Quinlyn without scruples.

Quinlyn lifted her head in her arms, her eyes as dark as the night, filled with deep sorrow.

Quinlyn said, "I can kill you without a knife, you know." With a splash, Warren finally couldn't hold his breath any longer. He stood up surrounded by algae, He stumbled as he crawled ashore.

Warren said, "God, it's freezing!" He was shivering from the cold but was still alive.

Apart from the bandages around his feet, there were no fatal wounds from the knife.

Xena stared at him, her mouth agape. "You! You tricked me." Warren said, "You think we tricked you? "Compared to what you've done, Quinlyn was merely defending herself." Warren wrung the corner of his clothes and pressed on the inch-long wound on his abdomen. The freezing seawater numbed the pain and stopped the bleeding.

It was the stabbing that made him realize Quinlyn was just acting.

The knife only went half an inch into him before it stopped.

After that, he cooperated with her act by arguing and running all the way to the beach.

The knife went down and Quinlyn cut her own arm. Then, in the dark night, she let him vanish into the sea. She successfully faked his death.

He truly admired Quinlyn.

In such an extremely emotional breakdown, Quinlyn was able to notice something was wrong and cup with a plan to make the mastermind behind it cclean.

Warren asked, "Why did you do this? "As far as I know, Quinlyn is a good kid." He looked at Xena.

He couldn't figure it out, not to mention Quinlyn.

He wondered what kind of deep hatred could lead to such crazy revenge. Quinlyn was only eleven years old after all.

1/4 08:19 Thu, 10 Apr Chapter 222 Xena scoffed, "What do you upper-class guys know?" Xena exhaled with difficulty and sat down slowly.

Her body had also been modified so she couldn't feel pain. But the passing of life still made her tired.

Xena said, "Forget it. Sit down with me.

"Okay. You win." The last two words carried sunwillingness but also a relief.

Quinlyn slowly sat beside her, her hands covered in blood.

100% She subconsciously moved closer to Xena and snuggled to her like they used to do on nights when they felt like going out to watch the Milky Way.

Quinlyn asked, "How did you figure it out?" As usual, Quinlyn was the one who tried to start a conversation.

Quinlyn gazed at the starry sky, looking somewhat dazed.

There were a lot of holes, actually.

According to the island's one-on-one surveillance rule, there should have been someone watching Xena too, just like how Warren had a girl by his side.

There were sother things that didn't add up either.

Meeting one acquaintance on the island was an odd coincidence enough. It could scarcely be a coincidence encountering two or more. It was nearly impossible.

Quinlyn said, "The first tI saw you on the operating table, you were very clean." Someone who had been struggling to survive on the island for a long tshould have been so clean. There was also a faint scent of perfin her long hair.

Quinlyn continued, "You knew a lot about the island." "You knew the hunters' rules and you brought it up before Warren did in the glass room. It was subconscious.

"And none of those bosses would even look at you." Any normal man would find Xena's beautiful face attractive.

But no one ever paid any attention to her.

Either those people had something wrong with their eyes or they were too acquainted with her.

The only people who could survive on the island without being seen by a leader like Warren were hunters.

All these were only part of the reasons.

But Xena already found it incredible.

Xena said, "So, I've always been transparent to you.

"I even thought I was disguised very well." 2/4 08.19 Thu, 10 Apr Chapter 222 As she spoke, she coughed and blood streamed out of her mouth, her breath weakening Quinlyn frowned and put her arm around her. "But your injury is real It was why she kept saying it was okay and that they would leave together.

She really meant it.

100% Xena chuckled and leaned her head on Quinlyn's small shoulder. Blood trickled down Quinlyn's jacket from Xena's mouth as Xena's eyes dimmed.

Xena said, "You've been watching so closely. It seems you haven't been doing well these years either. "I'm suddenly a little happy.

"Quinlyn, I've always wondered if you hadn't saved me, if those people had sold me, would life have been happier? "I've been comforting myself like this all these years when it just hurt too much.

"So I hate you more and more.

"It painsso much to see you doing so well.

"I wonder if you had endured the skind of betrayal, the skind of agony of losing loved ones, the utter breakdown, would you have made the schoice? "It turns out, I was wrong.

"Quinlyn, you will get off at the stop withouttomorrow." Xena's voice faded and her mind was in a fog. She felt like she was back in her childhood, when they were trapped on that train.

They had agreed to escape together.

But she was so tired that she couldn't run anymore.

Another tide came. The bioluminescent algae painted the water with their glow. The long and undulating waves resembled musical notes on a sheet.

They used to love chasing the tides together.

Quinlyn always trailed behind Xena, following her every step. Sometimes, Quinlyn would catch a glimpse of the scars on the sole of her foot.

There were burns of cigarettes and boiling water.

The stars in the sky were glittering, gazing down at them brightly.

Quinlyn buried her head in Xena's blood-soaked embrace, and stroked her arms full of track marks and her limp and misshapen belly. Tears streamed down her face. Quinlyn thought, 'Xena, you're tired. Just take srest.

As the first rays of dawn crept over the horizon, Warren returned, having changed his clothes. He saw that Quinlyn was still clinging to the body, in the sposition as last night. He sighed.

3/4 08:19 Thu, 10 Apr Chapter 222 Human nature was often complex.

Srepaid small favors generously while others bit the hands that fed them.

100% Warren understood the twisted thoughts in Xena's mind but Quinlyn had done nothing wrong to deserve the weight of Xena's death and pain.

He said, "Quinlyn, I just got a message from the boss. You can leave now." Gover. The hunter was dead.

The winner had been decided. The island owner had no right to make things difficult for her anymore.

Quinlyn seemed to be asleep. After a long time, she opened her eyes and said with a hoarse voice, "Can you helptake Xena back to the lab?" Warren said, "Sure." He nodded but actually, he was still a little puzzled. He didn't know why Quinlyn was still so tolerant of Xena. Xena killed Edward after all.

He thought he would probably still be resentful after stabbing Xena a few more times if he had been Quinlyn. After laying Xena down, Quinlyn stood up and walked deep into the island.

Seeing that Quinlyn was not going to the gbuilding, Warren was taken aback. "Aren't you leaving?" Quinlyn replied calmly, "No." Warren said, "But this is a rare opportunity. If we miss this one, who knows when we'll be able to get out of here? "You have to think about it more carefully. Your companions, Edward are all gone. There's no need to stay here anymore." Quinlyn said, "He wasn't Edward." Warren was confused again. "What?" +68)

It took him a while to regain his composure. He said, "You mean the one eaten by the shark last night wasn't Edward? But he looked exactly the sas Edward." Quinlyn shook her head firmly. "He wasn't Edward.

"Maybe they created someone who looked a lot like him at the beginning of the game." From a distance, she couldn't tell. But when he was close to her, she knew it.

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