。 Look down on love and hate, and live a dull life? It's easy to say, but how hard it is to do!

In the past two days, Jun Yihuang has always seemed to protect his right wrist, but what kind of vision is Lan Zui, how can he not see the strangeness of Jun Yihuang?

Jun Yihuang's right wrist, or the right wrist of Helan Fu's body, showed a blue and black sedimentary spot, only the size of a soybean, like a scar inadvertently bumped by ordinary people, not eye-catching.

But Jun Yihuang knew what it was, and Lan Zui also recognized it.

It was a corpse spot.

Bai Suhe said two years at most, and the two of them really thought that there would be two years.

But creation makes people.

Now it seems that Bai Suhe can't find any news, and the only landing is still Meng Zheng.

Is Meng Zheng Xia Ruoqing in the end?

It seems that we have to find an opportunity to find out.

The people inside and outside the door did not deliberate, but they all thought at the same time.

Lan Zui worked as a driver and a tour guide during the day, and he was really tired, so he got out of the bathroom and climbed into bed and soon fell asleep. Lan Zui pulled one of Jun Yihuang's hands before going to bed, this was her latest sleep habit.

Jun Yihuang was drunk by the blue, only turned on a table lamp, dimmed the light, and leaned on the other side of the bed to read quietly.

In the middle of the night, everything was quiet. The Bai family is full of incense during the day, but after all, it is in the deep mountains, and at night it is actually smelling a needle. Probably because the smoke and fire were too much during the day, even the sound of insects had been silenced.

Jun Yihuang put the book on his lap, and was about to turn to the next page, but his fingers suddenly stopped.

Someone passed by one end of the hallway, pausing in the doorway, as if to check the room, but soon the man walked to the other end of the hallway, down the stairs.

Every inch of Bai Suha's house was carpeted, and the person didn't make any sound, and ordinary people would definitely not be able to detect her movements. But she seems to have forgotten about it, Jun Yihuang is not an ordinary person.

Jun Yihuang is a ghost, and even if he has a * now, he is still a ghost. A ghost is always extremely sensitive to the breath of the living, especially when she knows that Meng Zheng lives in the same room on the same floor, and Lan is drunk next to her.

Jun Yihuang put down the book, thought for a second, and decided to go out and have a look. But she forgot that her hand was still being held tightly by Lan Zui, so when Jun Yihuang left the bed, Lan Zui immediately woke up.

"Ripples?"

As soon as Lan Zui asked a question, he was covered by Jun Yihuang with his hand. Jun Yihuang said in a low voice: "You sleep, I'll go out and have a look." ”

"What's wrong?" Lan Zui also lowered his voice, and immediately thought of the answer as soon as he asked the question, "Is there movement outside the door?" Meng Zheng? ”

She went downstairs, probably just not getting up and walking around at night. I'll check it out and I'll be back in a minute. ”

"I'll go with you."

Jun Yihuang tried to withdraw his hand, but Lan Zui held it tightly, squinting and looking at her firmly: "I'll go with you." ”

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