Chapter 033: Life and Death, Leisure and Elegance
Confirming that Mo Hong swallowed the water into his stomach, An Yiran couldn't hold back a smug smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.
"What are you laughing at?"
Mo Hong put down the cup, and didn't look at An Yiran, but asked nonchalantly.
An also reined in his mind.
Zhao Qiuming said that it would take two or three hours for the poison to attack. So, now you still have to hold back your temperament!
Take a deep breath.
An Yiran stabilized his somewhat impetuous and excited heart, and propped up the stool with both hands: "I think it's really happy to be able to stay with my old classmates for a while." β
"I hope you can always be happy."
Mo Hong said so.
"Thank you."
An Yiran was in a good mood, and he didn't know the deep meaning of his words.
"It's not early, and I still feel a little sleepy. I'll go sleep a little longer. Ann yawned.
Mo Hong said with a smile: "Aren't you going to chat with me?" β
"It was planned, but I felt sleepy when I sat down."
"Then go ahead."
"Well, you, or do you want to sit here?"
"Hmm."
"Okay then." An Yiran got up, looked sleepy, and went to the side room on the first floor.
Mo Hong watched her enter the house, and couldn't help but press down his hands to sink into the dantian.
"Poof."
Face the flower bed and spit out a large mouthful of colorless and odorless water.
The water was spat out on the ground, and immediately a lot of white foam appeared.
Several plants were affected, and they suddenly turned yellow, or even blackened......
Wiping the corners of his mouth slightly, Mo Hong didn't have anything happening at that time, and continued to close his eyes, sit in meditation, and rest.
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interlateral.
An Yiran took out his mobile phone happily.
Although it was more than three o'clock in the morning, she still sent the news to Zhao Qiuming as soon as possible:
"Dong Zhao, just now I made an excuse for him to drink poisoned water. He drank crisply, and now I'm going to die of poison."
Less than a minute.
Zhao Qiuming actually replied in the middle of the morning: "Okay, very good! Hahaha! Don't leave in a hurry, and when he's dead, take a picture for me."
"Okay. He will die before dawn!"
Ann is also determined.
Zhao Qiuming: "Very well done. When I'm sure he's dead, I'll come back and I'll transfer you money right away."
"Thank you Zhao Dong, thank you!"
An Yiran was very excited.
Four.
An Yiran went out to the toilet and saw that Mo Hong was still sitting quietly, without any waves.
Five.
An Yiran went to the toilet again and saw that Mo Hong was still sitting quietly.
Five twenty.
She came out to the toilet again and saw that Yun Miao had woken up. And on the stone platform outside, there was no shadow of Mo Hong.
I'm in a hurry!
An Yiran went out to take a look, but didn't find Mo Hong's shadow.
"What are you looking for?"
Yun Miao suddenly asked behind him.
An Yiran was a little flustered: "That ......, what about Mo Hong?" β
"What are you so nervous about?"
Yun Miao said coldly.
"I'm ......," An Yiran said busily, "It's going to be six o'clock soon." I remember that the time when Ah Feng went up the mountain should be 6:18, right? β
"Don't worry. He just went out for a while. Before Ah Feng goes up the mountain, he will come back. β
"Oh, that's good......" An Yiran took a deep breath.
Now I don't have to rest.
Wash, groom, and wait for Mohiro to come back.
Six.
Sure enough, Mo Hong came back, looking in good spirits, without the slightest sign of poisoning.
Why??
Why isn't he dead yet?
Wasn't he poisoned?
No way!
He drank the poison and was sure to die. I watched him drink, how could it be fake?!
It's a big deal.
It's just that his body is extraordinarily strong, so he is more resistant. Poison won't work in two or three hours?
Is it four hours, or even five hours?
Ann was also shocked.
"The hour has come, lift the coffin!" At this moment, a mage shouted.
Mourning, up.
Just now, seven or eight more people came to the funeral company.
Therefore, there are enough manpower and they are ready.
Several people carried the coffin up.
Mo Hong, Yun Miao, and Ning Mange followed behind the coffin.
Na An Yiran had to continue to disguise himself, standing at the end, but absentmindedly took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and sent a new message to Zhao Qiuming:
"Dong Zhao, the situation has changed!"
Zhao Qiuming obviously didn't sleep peacefully, and replied almost immediately: "What changes?"
Ann Yiran: "He's not dead yet. Will he be immune to other poisons?"
"Impossible! Although the poison has been synthesized, it is also a strange poison in the world, as long as he really drinks it, he will definitely die!!"
"But he's really fine. Could it be that he knows kung fu or has a good physique, so the poison lasts a lot longer?"
γβ¦β¦ It's also possible." Zhao Qiuming didn't seem to feel at ease.
An Yiran was busy typing again: "Dong Zhao, I won't tell you first. to avoid being discovered."
Delete your chat history.
An Yiran put away his mobile phone, followed him steadily, and sent Ning Feng's coffin up the mountain.
Half an hour later.
When everyone returned, only the people from the funeral company were left to handle the burial, positioning, and monument erection.
Funeral, finished.
Look at the time, it's close to seven o'clock.
Mo Hong, still not dead.
An Yiran was a little apprehensive, and after hesitation, he opened his mouth to Ning Mange: "Xiao Ning, since the matter is settled, I will go back first." Something happened at home. β
"Oh." Ning Mange was also clever, turned around and shouted to Mo Hong: "Brother, Sister An is leaving." β
"Where are you going?"
Yun Miao suddenly came out from behind and stopped at the door.
An Yiran was stunned: "I'll go back." β
"What's the hurry?" Yun Miao sneered.
An Yiran looked distressed: "I have something urgent." β
"You can go back. But, after you go back, tell Zhao Qiuming that I am not dead, guess what, what will Zhao Qiuming do to you? Mo Hong sat aside and said leisurely.
"Ah......, you, what are you talking about?"
An Yiran's expression was suddenly shocked, and his delicate face turned pale in an instant.
"During Ah Feng's funeral, I don't want to make extraneous troubles." Mo Hong said in a deep voice: "But now that Licheng is done, he will open the skylight and say bright words, so he doesn't have to act anymore." Although your acting skills are very good, they are extraordinary. β
"You ......"
An is also speechless.
I can't hold it anymore!
So, will he kill me?
An Yiran thought to himself.
"Okay. Now that you know that I poisoned you, you should kill me now. You're going to kill me, aren't you? An Yiran took a deep breath.
Die, don't want to.
But, you have to face it.
After asking clearly, there is vitality.
Mo Hong was very calm: "Yes, of course it will." β
An Yiran bit his lower lip, his face was as gray as ashes: "That...... You, are you going to use your hands now? β
"No, not now. After all, we are classmates. Mo Hong drank hot water, and between his words, he was so calm that he couldn't speak.
After a pause, he continued:
"An actor like you should live to the finale."
"If you stay with me, you can live a little longer, and you can see how Zhao Qiuming died."
"And if you go back, you may die soon."
"You should know that Zhao Qiuming will not let you live."
The matter of life and death, in his sentences, seems to be an artistic pursuit, quite profound, leisurely and elegant.
An Yiran shook his head with a pale face: "Dong Zhao? No, no. How could he kill me? He was very good to me! β
Mo Hong sneered: "He asked you to take two poisons, didn't he ask you to kill Liu Chongmei and Zhao Song?" Even your own son is willing to be killed, let alone you? β
This, this......
Ann was stunned.
Immediately, I was terrified to think about it.
An Yiran couldn't help but have a little struggle in his heart.
A few seconds later.
She suddenly raised her head, and her eyes became firm: "No." I was faithful to him. He won't kill me! β
Mo Hong glanced at her: "The moment you knew the secret of Ning Tianqiang's death, you were already a dead man. β
"It's all up to you! I know better than you how Dong Zhao behaves!! β
Ann also insisted.
Is this bastard trying to turn against me?
What is this dark wild seed still pretending to be?!
"You let me go!" An Yiran made up his mind.
She was heartbroken, and after looking at Ning Mange and Yun Miao, who were cold-eyed and insensitive on the side, she said to Mo Hong again:
"As long as you let me go, I can promise you whatever I can. Even-"
"You can get my body."
"You're also a man, and you won't refuse to have a stunningly beautiful woman like me send you to the door, will you?"
"As long as you don't kill me, I'll do everything I canβsatisfy you."
"So, let me go! What do you think? β
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