Chapter 162: Farce (6)

Behind the white curtain, the figure flocked, as if struggling, and the figure swayed its body meaninglessly. It's just that www.biquge.info so far away, no matter who it is, no matter who it is, can't understand what the people inside are doing.

Leng Ji lowered his head, letting the cold sweat slide down his forehead, scratch the skin of his thighs, and drip to the ground.

The vision was blurred by painful tears, Wang Chuan's voice was buzzing in her ears, obviously she could barely hear every word, but her brain could never understand it. At this moment, it was as if her head did not belong to her, as if someone had reached into it with her hand, stirring it twice, tugging at her nerves, covering up her memory, and making her unable to do anything but bow her head in pain.

"Hey, ......" grinned, Wang Chuan sighed, and the painful appearance of the cold season was seen by him without leaking, and drops of cold sweat slipped down her forehead, which made her have no time to take care of her words.

Sure enough, it went too far......

With another snort of disgust, Wang Chuan lowered his head and blinked, his black pupils reflected the back of Leng Ji's lowered head, and a few drops of falling water were reflected on the ground.

The slender arms hung quietly at the sides of the body, and the eyes looked at the cold season white hair reflecting the light weakly.

Look at familiar scenes.

Wang Chuan's fingers shook invisibly, and then he calmed down again.

After a pause, Wang Chuan did not change his posture, looking down at Leng Ji, watching her regain some strength at some point, holding her head in pain, looking at the empty cement floor, her body trembling slightly.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Chuan stretched out his hand, without the slightest hesitation, reached out and pinched her chin, and lifted it up with force, so that her tearful eyes looked at her.

"Calm down," lowered his head, looking directly into Leng Ji's gaze, watching her gritted teeth and forbearance, and the confused hatred in her eyes deeply engraved on herself.

I can't help but feel that I have seen this scene somewhere.

"If you fall here, it's a big loss for me." After speaking, the corners of his mouth unconsciously outlined a seemingly gentle smile, but from the perspective of the cold season, he could probably only see the corners of his mouth hypocritically hooked up, revealing a cruel smile that was almost mocking.

Maybe it's because of the head raised, or maybe it's because he heard Wang Chuan's words, Leng Ji seems to be a little sober, the moisture in his eyes has faded a little, and his godless eyes have regained a touch of aura.

Wang Chuan quickly let go of the hand that was pinching her chin, but Leng Ji didn't bow his head again, just tilted his head slightly, letting the hatred in his eyes fade with her movements, and when he came back to his senses, there was only a calm gaze in his eyes.

is really a natural good actor...... Wang Chuan thought like this, his smile became stronger, and the cruelty on the corners of his mouth became inexplicably stronger, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at her with an interesting gaze again.

"Roll ......" reacted a little slowly, probably because his mind was a little unconscious, and Leng Ji held his head and endured Wang Chuan's gaze for a while before he understood what Wang Chuan had just said. Thinking about it, he paused, and scolded coldly in the cold season.

"Hah...... Ha, ha......" blinked, Wang Chuan's reaction to the cold season was a little stunned, and the next moment, I didn't know what I thought, so he laughed unscrupulously, the laughter was mixed with the tone of rhetorical questioning, and a feeling of underbeating arose. "Are you scolding me?"

"......" Listening to Wang Chuan's tone, Leng Ji was stunned, not knowing how to react. On his expressionless face, the next moment, he immediately rolled his eyes.

How can there be such a debtor...... Leng Ji thought secretly in his heart.

However, probably thanks to Wang Chuan's interruption, Leng Ji shook his head, and found that the headache had disappeared by several points without caring about it, at least there was no pain like tearing in his head just now.

Breathing was still a little unsmooth, Leng Ji tilted his head, squinted his eyes, panted and looked up at Wang Chuan from the gap in his eyes.

Slender and tall, looking down at his figure from above, the smile that can never be erased, looks at the familiar face.

From this angle, it seems that once upon a time, she had also looked at him like this.

The strength seems to have recovered a little, and Leng Ji moved his fingers, although he still trembled disobediently, but at least he could make the upper force.

It's just, it seems...... The speed of physical recovery was somewhat unexpected for her.

Is it because Wang Chuan's dose has decreased?

Or is it because of her own constitution?

The nails pinched the flesh of the fingertips hard, feeling the clear touch through the nerves, and the thoughts of the mind spread in pain, at this time, the cold season dared to believe that the effect of the medicine was indeed fading little by little.

"We used to ...... You've really seen it, right? After rubbing her fingertips for a while, the clear touch of the skin came to her mind, drooping her eyelids, and she was stunned for a while, and then Leng Ji reacted, the source of the pain was like she had touched some forbidden place, and once she stubbornly wanted to remember, there would be an unstoppable pain coming from the depths of her mind. Who are you? ”

"I said it, I'm Wang Chuan." Leng Ji raised his head and looked directly at Shang Wang Chuan and looked at Leng Ji's eyes with a smile, "As for whether we have met, you should know better than me." ”

"You ......" gritted his teeth, the cold season thought about it in his mind for a while, and the pictures in the memories came out of his mind one by one, but the cold season never found the shadow of Wang Chuan. The maddening pain continued to spread again as she thought, Leng Ji lowered her head, covered her head with her hands, and looked at her thighs wrapped in jeans, without gaining anything.

"Maybe we can stop dwelling on this," Wang Chuan looked at Leng Ji and lowered his head in pain again, the eyes in his eyes sank slightly, and the next moment, he blinked and returned to normal. "Why don't I take you to see your next opponent?"

"Huh......?" A little panting, his chest did not calm down with his breathing, Wang Chuan's words echoed in his ears, but Leng Ji didn't understand what he meant, and after a while, Leng Ji calmed down, raised his head a little confused, and looked at him.

"One of my patients." Raising his chin, Wang Chuan thought for a moment and said. "A man with the surname Zhou."

When he mentioned the word "Zhou", he couldn't help but feel that his heartbeat paused in the cold season, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a little.

"The performance requirements here are...... Isn't it a fight with zombies? "A biting chill came from the back. Leng Ji took a deep breath, looked at Wang Chuan, and asked suspiciously, "My opponent, how can it be human?" ”

Blinking, Leng Ji remembered the broken note he had picked up in the attic.