"You know it in your own heart. Yang Xianmao said, and the strength in his hand increased by three points.

Ye Piaopiao's heart froze, could it be that he had been recognized? Although he knew something in his heart, his face still did not change, pretending to be innocent that he didn't understand, and he didn't know what Yang Xianmao's abnormality was, and lightly opened his red lips: "Why are you fighting with me here, but what is the misunderstanding?"

If you just look at this expression, you will really make yourself think that it is a misunderstanding, but there must be a mistake in Baimi, and no matter how real the performance is, there will always be flaws. Yang Xianmao was not moved by this at all, but looked disdainful, and said coldly: "Misunderstanding? Then let me ask you, how did you know that I was here?"

"Because I asked where you were before I killed him. ”

"Where did you kill it?"

"In the secret room that closes me. ”

"How do you know where the mechanism is, how do you open the door?"

"Naturally, I asked where the agency was. ”

"Why would he really tell you?"

"Why, his life is in my hand. ”

"Hehe, do you think I will believe it?" Yang Xianmao let go of her left hand, grabbed her right hand, lifted her sleeve, exposed her wrist, stretched out to her eyes, and asked, "Then this, how do you explain it?"

Ye Piaopiao looked at his wrist, puzzled, so he was silent and did not speak.

"The wound on your wrist is gone, don't tell me you took the elixir. Yang Xianmao let go of her hand, but the hand on her neck tightened again.

"You, you knew it from the beginning?" Ye Piaopiao asked very reluctantly.

"No, you acted so well that I almost believed it, but the moment you raised your hand, you exposed yourself. ”

"Hmph, do you think I'm disguised?" Ye Piaopiao snorted coldly, not feeling any danger in his situation.

"What do you mean by that? where is she?" Yang Xianmao was puzzled, it wasn't Yi Rong, so what other way could he have an identical face. Anxiety arose in her heart, what happened to her, she felt that this situation was no longer under her control.

It turns out that this person is not really Ye Piaopiao, as for who she is, how can she have the same face and the same voice? This mystery is tightly stationed in Yang Xianmao's heart, who are you?

Seeing a hint of panic in Yang Xianmao's eyes, the fake Ye Piaopiao did not answer him, he kept his mouth shut, watching his face become colder and colder, and his face became more and more ugly, but he smiled.

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Xianmao roared out the doubts in his heart, why? Why has such an elusive thing been happening since he came here?

"I am Ye Piaopiao, the one in your heart. The voice was very light and floating, but it still fell into Yang Xianmao's ears word for word.

"Nonsense, how could you be her?" Yang Xianmao felt that this person was full of lies, and he couldn't believe it.

"Haven't you heard of the illusion born from your heart? I am the one in your heart, cold and ruthless. The man's words pierced Yang Xianmao's heart.

In my mind, is this really the case? Despite thinking about it, I still asked, "Why should I believe you?"

Ye Piaopiao somehow broke free of Yang Xianmao's hand, maybe he was already a little relaxed, and then took a few steps back, "You don't believe it, then I'll prove it to you, you are just in your own dream now." ”

After speaking, Ye Piaopiao took out the dagger hidden in her arms, Yang Xianmao thought that she was going to attack herself, and immediately became vigilant, but what she never expected was that she actually inserted the dagger into her heart.

"You-" When Yang Xianmao reacted, he tried to stop it, but it was too late. Even more unbelievable was yet to come, the dagger was drawn without any traces of blood, and no blood flowed from the wound.

Ye Piaopiao still had a smile on his face, but this smile stabbed Yang Xianmao's heart, how awkward it looked.

"You, are you okay?" Yang Xianmao took a few steps forward, wanting to step forward to help her.

However, Ye Piaopiao didn't let him help, but pushed him away, and then, his body gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared, leaving only one sentence, "Now, can you believe it?"

Too surprised, Yang Xianmao stretched out her right hand in a daze, stretched out to the direction where she disappeared, her fingers moved, and the same sentence was repeated in her mind.

Now, I believe it, but how did I get into this dream? How do I get out? In the dream, it should be okay to hurt myself, right?

Yang Xianmao looked at the valley wall, took a deep breath, and silently hinted to himself in his heart: It's okay, it's not true. So, he closed his eyes and ran towards the valley wall, "Ahhh

"Ahh

Suddenly, I realized something again, and I almost forgot about it just now to see if I was okay. Looking up, my pupils were instantly dilated, where is this? There is a fire lit, why is it so familiar?

I rubbed my eyes, looked again, and found that it was not an illusion, this was the cave I entered at the beginning, it was exactly the same, and it couldn't be wrong. Could it be that I am still in a dream? I came here from another dream? I grabbed my hair fiercely, I can't figure it out, why is this happening? Yang Xianmao was very crazy, and felt like he was going crazy.

"What the hell are you doing?" Ye Piaopiao had just come in from outside the cave when he saw his abnormal appearance.

"Huh, why did you appear in my illusion again? Yang Xianmao glanced at the person, the familiar voice, the familiar appearance, but unfortunately, this is just a dream.

Now, Ye Piaopiao was even more confused, why couldn't he understand what he said, illusion? What do you mean it's me again, who else is there besides me? Could it be that he is sick and stupid? So, Ye Piaopiao stepped forward and asked with concern: "But you are too sick to talk nonsense?" After that, he stretched out his hand and covered his forehead with his palm, "It's not hot!"

Yang Xianmao pushed her hand away, handed her a very subtle look, and said, "Don't pretend, tell me quickly, how do I get out of this dream." ”

Ye Piaopiao really wanted to doubt life, and there were a lot of question marks in his heart, "What am I pretending? I really don't understand the dream you said." ”

"Eh, it's not interesting like this, I've seen through it, so it's not okay to repeat the trick. Yang Xianmao firmly believed that this was in another dream.

"I think you're sick and confused, and I don't bother to pay attention to you. After Ye Piaopiao left such a sentence, he was about to turn around and leave.

"Don't admit it, well, I'll prove it to you. Yang Xianmao blocked Ye Piaopiao's way, grabbed her right hand straight, ignored her breaking free, lifted her sleeve, and said: "Look, you don't have a wound here, you don't yet-" As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xianmao felt that he was slapped in the face, and he was so quick that he blurted out without even looking at it, and when he saw it clearly, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he wanted to say, "You still don't admit it?"

"Let go!" Ye Piaopiao was slightly angry and scolded coldly.

"Oh, yes. Yang Xianmao was stunned, then reacted and let go of his hand.

"Smack!" A crisp voice sounded in the hole, and after Yang Xianmao let go of his hand, Ye Piaopiao gave him a slap and turned around to distance the two.

Yang Xianmao was suddenly very aggrieved, his face burned hotly, and he was suffocating the fire in his heart, but it was not easy to attack, in the final analysis, although it was unintentional, but he was still abrupt and others first, and it was himself who was to blame.

Stretched out his hand and touched the face that had been slapped, "Hiss-it hurts, and I don't take it lightly, but I really don't miss the slightest affection." Yang Xianmao took a breath of cold air and muttered in a low voice. glanced at the other party and saw that she had already sat by the fire, quietly watching the flames in a daze. I thought: Forget it, if a good man doesn't fight with a woman, he will treat himself as if he was caught by a wild cat.

Yang Xianmao also went to find a place to sit next to the fire, but he was not stupid enough to get close to her, a man should never provoke a woman who was angry, otherwise, he would always be the one who suffered, so he sat at a great distance from her.

Ye Piaopiao saw him sitting by the fire, just glanced at him with his peripheral vision, and then closed his eyes and rested, as if he didn't exist at all.

Yang Xianmao didn't pay so much attention, his mind was full of the question just now-whether he was in a dream now? Her hand was indeed injured, the wound was still on the wrist, and besides, he had just been slapped, and he obviously felt the pain, if it was in a dream, would it hurt? If not, what was the matter before? Could it be that those were all produced by dreams?

"Oh no!" Yang Xianmao stood up suddenly.

This move startled Ye Piaopiao, Ye Piaopiao opened his eyes and looked at him, his face full of confusion. What's wrong with him, he's always surprised.

"Let's go!" Before he could explain, Yang Xianmao directly pulled Ye Piaopiao and ran towards the entrance of the cave. If it's not in a dream now, then the previous ones are all illusions, dreams, but what if the dream becomes a reality? Does it imply to itself that the next moment, a mysterious person will appear, and the entrance to the cave will be blocked. So, now you have to run out before the mystery man.

Ye Piaopiao was very confused the whole time, she didn't understand why Yang Xianmao did this, and she didn't understand his abnormality, but she was pulled by him to run, she could only catch up, otherwise, it would be herself who was injured.

Soon, Ye Piaopiao could understand what Yang Xianmao was doing, because when she was about to reach the entrance of the cave, she saw a figure flashing by, and then, the entrance of the cave slowly fell down the door of the cave.

Yang Xianmao saw that the cave door was falling, and immediately let go of Ye Piaopiao's hand, rushed forward, and stopped when the cave door fell to the gap where there was only one hand's width left, because Yang Xianmao pounced on it at that critical moment and supported it with his hand.

The door of the cave was very heavy, pressing Yang Xianmao's hand straight, as if it was holding on for a while, the feeling that this hand was about to be abolished, numb, clenching his teeth, his forehead and the green tendons on his hands were full and prominent, and his face was about to be weighed down by this weight painfully.

"I'm here to help. Ye Piaopiao saw that he was holding on so painfully, he was stunned for a while, and then stepped forward to help.

With one more person to help, Yang Xianmao immediately felt that he could exert his strength, and with all his strength, he gradually pushed the door of the cave upwards. With a "click", it was like the sound of a chain breaking, and the door of the cave was no longer controlled by the mechanism, so Yang Xianmao and Ye Piaopiao pushed up the door of the cave and lightened it a little, and it was not so cumbersome.