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Wei Dao suddenly turned around and looked out the window, and said, "We shouldn't be here." ”

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, also turned around to look out the window, and said, "I've said it many times along the way. ”

Wei Dao sighed helplessly and said, "Why don't you continue to insist and stop me." ”

Ye Fan said weakly: "Why are your words always good and not good, bad spirits." ”

Inexplicably, the two fell silent.

Wei Dao bears the inheritance of Lu Xiaofeng, not only is it a good skill, but it is also a finger of the legendary Lingxi.

But what he admires most is not Lu Xiaofeng's inheritance, but another martial art.

In a word, it is a prophecy!

Or should it be more blunt, crow's mouth!

Perhaps, this is not martial arts, but talent.

Because even Ye Fan didn't know if Wei Dao's crow's mouth was because of martial arts or talent...

In this regard, Wei Dao did not say anything to Ye Fan.

The relationship between the two is very good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are confidants, and they have nothing to talk about.

But only in the case of the crow's mouth, Wei Dao did not reveal any information.

It's not that you don't say it, but you can't say it.

Because once you say it, it doesn't work...

Five days ago, after accidentally getting the news that Chu Yu was in the desert, the two decided to get up and go to the desert to see the excitement.

Before leaving, Wei Dao suddenly felt uncertain, and always felt that this trip would fall into the unknown abyss.

This made him very curious and interested, and he was even more determined to go to the desert to see it.

People are always very confident sometimes, and Weidao has always been like that.

However, Ye Fan, who had a deep understanding of his crow's mouth, retreated and insisted on not going.

After Wei Dao's good talk, Ye Fan was moved in desperation and decided to go.

Anyway, I've been hurt countless times, so it doesn't hurt to have one more time or one less time.

As a result, I didn't expect that this time he not only fell into the abyss with Wei Dao, but it also seemed that he couldn't climb out.

Silently, Wei Dao and Ye Fan glanced at each other, feeling related.

Some people are easily emotional, others are difficult to be emotional.

The two of them are amorous people, otherwise they would not have become confidants.

Emotion is hard for them, but it's easy.

The difficulty is because ordinary women can't make the two of them emotional, unless they meet a woman like Xinghuan...

Xinghuan didn't know what the two people in front of him were thinking at the moment, but he could probably see some of it.

The two of them regretted it.

Regret coming here.

As for why he regretted it, he couldn't guess.

In the lobby, the food and drinks have been served.

The woman in red slowly poured a glass of wine and did not move.

Wang Yi was cautiously guarded, and his eyes looked at the door of the inn from time to time, as if waiting for someone to appear.

On the second floor, guest rooms, next to the slightly open windows.

Wei Dao smiled: "It's really lively here. ”

Ye Fan sighed lightly and said, "He's going to die." ”

Wei Dao looked at the door of the inn and said with interest: "Not necessarily. ”

Ye Fan shook his head slightly and said, "In the face of the Sunflower Treasure Book, even I can't survive." ”

Wei Dao played with the taste: "What if you make the first move?" ”

Ye Fan said indifferently: "She will die." ”

It's a pity that at the moment of life and death, how could the enemy give him the opportunity to strike first.

Smiling, Wei Dao poured a glass of wine, and suddenly said, "Who do you guess he is waiting for?" ”

Ye Fan casually took the wine glass full of wine, handed over the empty wine glass, thought about it, and said, "Zhang Mu." ”

Blood knife, Zhang Mu!

Not long ago, they had met Zhang Mu on the road.

That's why he had this guess.

This is also just speculation.

The two of them seemed to have forgotten anything, and it was not until they smelled a wisp of strange and elegant fragrance that they realized that there was another person here.

In fact, they don't forget, they just force themselves not to think about it, to divert their attention.

The windows are not big, and the two people are okay, but the three of them seem a little cramped.

Subconsciously, Ye Fan and Wei Dao crossed their bodies.

No politeness, Xinghuan came to the middle of the two, the jade hand was lightly pressed on the window edge, and as far as the eye could see, the situation in the lobby was suddenly unobstructed.

After a pause, he asked, "Who is the woman in red?" ”

In the body of the woman in red, he saw something familiar.

Combined with Ye Fan's words just now, it can be known that the woman in red should have cultivated the Sunflower Treasure Book.

However, in addition to the familiarity brought by the Sunflower Treasure Book, there were other things about the woman in red that made him feel a little familiar.

Looks!

It seems that he once met each other there.

Is it because of the memories of the female killer, or is it because of something else...

After coming back to his senses, Wei Dao withdrew his gaze from Xinghuan, pressed the inexplicable impulse in his heart, looked at the lobby, and said, "Black Wood Cliff, Shaoqing." ”

Ye Fan also turned his face away and continued: "Her surname is Lin." ”

The surname is Lin, Lin Shaoqing!

Xinghuan suddenly brightened up and said, "Fuwei Dart Bureau? ”

Wei Dao and Ye Fan nodded.

Xinghuan's eyes fell on the blood-stained man, and said, "Why did she kill that person?" ”

Wei Dao frowned slightly and said, "I don't know." ”

Ye Fan paused and said, "Maybe I'll know soon." ”

Hearing this, Xinghuan no longer paid attention to the situation in the lobby, and instead glanced at the two with serious faces, the corners of his lips slightly hooked a smile, and said, "I'm ugly?" ”

Wei Dao shook his head.

Ye Fan couldn't help but look at it subconsciously, and then looked away in an instant, and said, "It's beautiful." ”

Turning around, Xinghuan leaned against the edge of the window, looked at the two of them for a long time, and said, "Why do I feel that you are afraid of me and dare not look at me." ”

Although the daughter is tall, she is a woman after all, so she is still insufficient compared to men.

The edge of the window can only support the waist, causing the back to lean back a little, so Xinghuan's posture at the moment is more and more towering, erect, and full.

With such a posture, Wei Dao and Ye Fan naturally didn't dare to look at it.

Helpless, Wei Dao smiled bitterly for a moment, became wise in a hurry, and changed the topic: "Why did you lose your martial arts?" ”

Silently, Ye Fan nodded to Wei Dao as uncheckable, and was also curious about this question.

Losing martial arts?

Xinghuan subconsciously thought that Wei Dao recognized his identity, but after thinking about it, he reacted to why Wei Dao asked that.

His body is very pure now, at least in the eyes of everyone, he is indeed more like a person who does not know martial arts.

In fact, he really doesn't know any martial arts now.

If he had come earlier, Wei Dao would have seen the three people who were killed by him not long ago because of voyeurism, molesting him.

But now, Wei Dao and Ye Fan didn't know, nor did they see the death of those three people.

Too lazy to explain too much, Xinghuan casually snatched the wine jug and wine glass in Wei Dao's hand, poured a glass of wine and drank it all.

Seeing this, Wei Dao and Ye Fan's hearts beat violently involuntarily.

Between men, there is nothing about this behavior, but between men and women, it represents intimacy.

Xinghuan didn't care about this, and suddenly said, "What was I like before." ”

He didn't know about the female killer, but he suddenly wanted to know now.

Wei Dao calmed the hooked mind, his tone remained calm, and said, "You have amnesia? ”

Xinghuan thought for a while and said, "Sort of." ”

Wei Dao was silent for a moment, and said: "I don't know about you before, in everyone's opinion, you are a killer, a killer who is good at seducing targets with beauty and flesh. ”

Xinghuan was not surprised at all.

In the memory of the female killer, that kind of thing was not much, but it was not a lot.