"There was no life at that time

Who can come out and debunk me?"

Zhong Lipo said, a cruel smile that didn't matter to him. Add dynamism to the face of the paper figures in the mourning hall.

The dancer felt the dead man in the coffin sit up.

Zhong Lipo looked at her and opened her mouth slightly, temporarily leading the cherry to break. But to be honest, her lips are a pale pink with a hint of purple. Like what?

Like Princess Loulan's mysterious nail grass?

Zhongli said: "I used to know a girl named Fangfang. ”

Mai lowered her eyes slowly. Half a day. Said lightly: "Who is you?"

"Lovers. Zhongli broke the way. "A lover like you love Shen Yuanying. ”

Mai glanced at him quickly. Swift red cheeks. Looking at the window, "I don't love him." ”

"Oh. That's right. Zhong Lipo always looked at her without blinking. "Then she and I are enemies. Killing fathers and mothers, husbands and sons, the kind that destroys all people. ”

"Huh. Mai Yi tugged at the corners of her lips, "It's not funny at all." ”

"You're about to become an enemy like me. ”

Zhongli's broken eyebrows suddenly flicked.

The dancer's face turned red instantly. Even though she didn't look at Zhong Lipo's expression.

So Zhongli broke and faced the door. No more staring at the dancer.

The door is made of hard wood. Engraved with bat longevity peach chain brocade text, rough workmanship. Painted with a clear layer of bright paint that looks like it's never dried. The floors are made of wood. It's on the second floor, but it seems to be shining through the cracks in the wood.

I don't know who is walking in the hallway. The wooden floor creaked slightly.

There is a pine tree not far from the window. On the second floor, you can see the top of the tree covered with snow. In the distance, there is a small red plum tree, also dyed with snow. There are seven large and small branches, with only one red flower.

Xiaogua was so bored that she almost fell asleep.

Wuyi looked out the window and suddenly said, "What happened later?"

"Dead. ”

Zhong Lipo replied lightly.

Wuyi was stunned for a moment, and the sadness in her heart was digested for a while, and she was slightly angry at a loss. He pouted and said, "You, don't you say anything else except 'kill' and 'death'?"

Immediately following the sound of "whoop", Zhongli smiled. "And what do you want to hear from me?"

So the dancer hesitated again.

Zhongli Po sat quietly.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhong Lipo suddenly said, "Girl, don't you want to talk to me?"

Half a day. There was no answer.

Zhong Lipo's gaze moved from the earthy yellow door panel to the face of the delicate melon seed in the dance dress. The little face was flushed, but it wasn't shy. It is the rouge that blooms the flowers.

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Zhong Lipo smiled and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything yet.

Wuyi has said softly: "What about me?" subconsciously stretched out the index finger of his right hand, stretched out to the warm curled wings of the closed melon, and suddenly stopped his hand. Turning his head, he saw Zhong Lipo's smile. "You'll kill ...... too"

"I asked someone to fetch water to wash your face. Zhongli Po stood up with a cold face, his tone stiff.

"No......!" the dancer screamed, twisting her whole body, looking at his face and shrinking back like a gnat, "I...... I want to take a bath. ”

Afterwards. She felt her heart beating so hard. The meridians all over the body are tight. No thoughts.

Smile. Blooming. It's like pulling a cow's tendon hard.

Zhong Lipo smiled slowly again. Smiling, he walked briskly to the door and pulled away.

"I'll be back in half an hour. Xiaogua will accompany you for me. ”

Xiaogua looked coldly at the absent-minded woman in front of her.