Chapter 471: Master Fried Hair (2)

He said, "Are you scared? Don't forget that you're still in the palm of my hand." Is it time for you to negotiate terms with me in your current position?"

Ning Meng said, "What do you want?"

"Are you still worried about him, more concerned about him than about your own safety?"

"So what?"

He was silent for a moment and said, "Not really. It's just that someone told me that there are a few people who are not afraid of death in the empty circle, and I am curious to see what kind of people will break into this place that others avoid for what kind of things. Later, I looked at the man, and I understood that it was really a beautiful face against the sky, worthy of a face that could move others and risk their lives. ”

Ning Meng said: "We are not here for him because of his face, but because of his person. You're getting the point wrong. ”

"Not for his face, but for him as a person? Looks like I'm wrong with my information. ”

"Where's the others?"

The man put Ning Meng into the glass cover and locked it up, but he probably remembered that she still needed to breathe, so he opened a small window for her on the glass cover, and there was a posture of chatting with her.

He said, "It's not urgent, let's chat, and I'll take you to see him later." ”

Ning Meng simply sat cross-legged on the soft cushion and said, "Okay, let's talk." What do you want to talk about?"

He said, "I really don't know what to say when you ask me like that, so you might as well start with a topic." ”

Ning Meng has the feeling of being a psychiatrist herself, but fortunately, she is not so afraid, and she tries to relax herself. In order to save Mingxi, she played with the children, so she didn't mind being a psychiatrist for another adult, and said, "Okay." My name is Ning Meng, what's your name?"

He frowned and said, "No one has ever asked me that question. ”

"No one asked?" Ning Meng said, "The ones who brought me here just now are all your people." I see that they are loyal to you, but they don't even know your name?"

He said, "Is there a necessary connection between whether or not you are loyal to me and what I am called?"

Ning Meng shook his shoulders and said, "I didn't think about asking anyone to be loyal to me, so I didn't think about whether or not loyalty had something to do with knowing the name. I don't understand the issue. So after talking for a long time, don't you want to tell me your name?"

The man thought for a moment, as if pondering a difficult question, and asked, "Does it have to be a name?"

Ning Meng said: "It's not necessary to have a name, but with a name, it is easier to call each other, so many people give them names when they are born, and of course there are those who do not have names." For example, many small animals do not have names. ”

He smiled and said, "You have to have a name when you're born." No one gave me a name when I was born, so I don't have a name either. ”

"What do people call you? What do you call the people who follow you, what do you call your friends?"

"The people who followed me always spoke directly to me, and no one really called me. As for the others, I haven't heard it. Well, friends, I don't either. So it doesn't seem that important. ”

Ning Meng always felt that when he said these words, a little cold chill came from behind him, a bit of a biting coldness, and there was even a kind of scruple that she experienced when she met the child king. Ning Meng was warning herself that no matter what, she should never have any compassion for the whole person in front of her.

Ning Meng did not speak.

After waiting for a while, the man said, "Are friends important?" This sentence seemed to be said to Ning Meng as if it was talking to himself.

Ning Meng did not answer.

Then the man said, "Do you have any friends for each of you?"

Ning Meng thought for a while and said, "I'm not a person who loves flowers and flowers, and I don't know what they think of me, but I treat them as friends." ”

The man said, "The ones you are holding with?"

"Yes, I treat them as friends. ”

"What about Myung-hee?"

"He's an important person to me. ”

The man sneered and said, "For the sake of this so-called important person, you brought your friend into this dangerous situation, and it doesn't matter if I look at my friend." If it were me, I really wouldn't want such a friend. ”

Ning Meng said: "I didn't ask them to come, on the contrary, I tried my best to persuade them not to come, but they were willing to come with me." That's what a real friend feels like. ”

The man didn't seem to understand what Ning Meng meant, but he suddenly became irritable and said, "Friends? Do you think they follow you because you say you're a friend? But I'm telling you, they follow you because you have the power that is unique in the world. Do you know what that is? It's your power!

He became a little irritable and began to pound everything on the table. Ning Meng even hoped that he would break the glass cover that trapped him in his excitement. But he avoided it perfectly. 5200

When there was a crackling, the world was quiet again. Ning Meng saw that his eyes were black. Not only the black of the eyes, but completely black, like two small black beans embedded in the eye sockets. Because of these two extremely discordant little black beans, the beautiful appearance that originally belonged to Mingxi was greatly reduced, and even Ning Meng felt that this should not be Mingxi's appearance when he saw it.

After a violent storm, he was quiet again. At the same time, the eyes, which were dark just a moment ago, became normal again.

He looked at Ning Meng and said, "What did you just say, those two people trapped in the prison are your friends?"

Ning Meng felt that his tone had become ruthless again, and said extremely cautiously, "What do you want to do?"

He said, "Do you think I'm going to kill them? I've seen both of them. Although their faces are not as good as this face, they are also masculine and delicate, and they can be called upright. You are good friends with them just because they make you like their looks. ”

Ning Meng was a little helpless and said: "Do you have to switch to this level? They are good friends with me, and my friendship with them is not because of their appearance." ”

"You have to tell me something about the people you look at, the theory you like within them. It's okay, let's confirm it. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out a long nail to scratch Ning Meng's face.

Ning Meng hurriedly pulled out the golden sword and blocked it in front of him, cutting his nails. However, it looks like nail clippers are unique to nails, and what kind of power is nothing.

Ning Meng said in her heart, is this guy so strong?

He was a little more comfortable with Ning Meng's blocking, and he always felt that Ning Meng was still a little interesting, so he said: "I still have some ability, you see, the nails I just repaired were damaged by you." However, I know that a girl's face is extremely valuable, and even if I want you to experiment with it, I can't bear it. I have a good way to verify the truth of what you just said. ”

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Didn't you just keep clamoring to see Mingxi? I'll let you see Mingxi to see if he's the person he wants. However, please be prepared, the Mingxi you are about to meet may not be that Mingxi anymore. ”

He put his palms on the table and said, "Come up." ”

Ning Meng jumped onto his palm and walked backwards with him.

He didn't go far, but turned around and sat on the seemingly nonexistent stone chair, and Ning Meng heard the wails from the chair this time. Those were painful, desperate voices, something she hadn't encountered in another world.

Souls, all of these are souls, all souls that are being seen by this person who has the same face as Myung-hee.

He twisted the armrest of his seat lightly with his other free hand, and there was a slight jolt in the chair. It was as if there was a lifting table under the chair, which disappeared from the plane they were on.

Ning Meng heard a "click", and the chair stopped and sat down.

He gently put Ning Meng on and said, "Go ahead." Then he turned and left.

Ning Meng's eyes were once again the kind of endless darkness, this time it was the darkness that she couldn't see clearly, and she tentatively shouted, "Mingxi?"

But there was no response.

Ning Meng groped her way forward in the dark, exploring as she moved forward and asked, "Mingxi?"

But there was still no response.

Maybe Mingxi's physical condition doesn't allow him to answer now?

The more Ning Meng thought about it, the more frightened she became, so she simply gave up the exchange and walked forward by herself.

She thought as she walked, Mingxi, you must not have anything, you are absolutely not allowed to have anything.

Ning Meng groped, and suddenly touched a cold wall, she leaned against the wall, slowly walking forward, every step was extremely careful, every movement was extremely smooth. But he could feel nothing but the coldness of the walls and the ground beneath her feet.

Could that man be lying to her? But she thought that the man would not lie to her, and he didn't want to prove something with the intention of watching a good show, and if it was to lie to her, why would she say something like that?

Ning Meng tried to "feel the breath of life" like her life, but she really couldn't have such ability, so she had to use the most traditional way to grope in the dark to find it.

Ning Meng searched in the dark, using the most traditional way, but she still found nothing.

Just when Ning Meng was about to give up, she suddenly felt as if she was stumbling under her feet. She leaned down and fumbled, and she grabbed it, it was a leg.

She was surprised and delighted, and blurted out: "Mingxi, is it you?"

The man didn't speak.

Ning Meng groped up the leg again, and when she touched the man's chest, the man suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Myeong-hee?!"