Ye Feng only felt a warm liquid flowing out of his neck, and then, and then, that Meng Yao actually opened her little mouth and licked the blood with her warm and soft lilac tongue.

What's going on? Could it be that when the dream girl was unconscious, he regarded Ye Feng's neck as a braised pig's trotters? But it must taste bad, right? Didn't she taste it?

"Meng Yao ~ boss?" Ye Feng wasn't sure if Meng Yao was deliberately biting his neck, so he asked tentatively. It's just that the tense body clearly warns the master that he doesn't actually like this kind of intimate behavior. If the guy on his back wanted to bite him again, he would have thrown her into the puddle next to him, regardless of pity.

Ye Feng shouted several times in a row, but Meng Yao on his back didn't react. Ye Feng was able to determine that it should be Meng Yao who was deeply poisoned, and he happened to be hungry again, so he was groggy and regarded his neck as a delicacy, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and bite it.

But why does it always feel like something is wrong? It's the sound of a flute.

Ye Feng's heart tightened, and he immediately thought of something. Let's ask, who will run to this mountain in the middle of the night to play the flute? Well~, it's not that this is not impossible. If it's a little couple who come out to play..., then the sound of Xiao should echo in the mountains and forests, and it won't be the sound of the flute, right? Hey, hey, hey.

Thinking like this, his Ye Feng's ears pricked up. Well, I'll admit, his Ye Feng's ears have always been pricked up. Of course, so do ours.

He searched for the voice, trying to discern the direction of its source as it continued to sound. Perhaps it was the sound of the flute that caused the unconscious Meng Yao to bite her neck fiercely.

Sure enough, when the flute sounded again, Meng Yao, who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly became agitated. His head fluttered slightly, as if remembering something that made him sad or angry. By the end, her whole body was shaking slightly. Immediately after, her eyes opened suddenly, as if she had fallen into some evil spell, and grinned at Ye Feng's neck...

It's just that this time Ye Feng was on guard, his neck was crooked, his body was on one side, and his waist rotated, and Meng Yao on his back obediently slipped into his arms. Before she could open her mouth and bite her arm, the thumb of her right hand quickly pressed the root of Meng Yao's ear, and she tilted her head and fell asleep.

Ye Feng used his right foot to pinch the ground, and then hooked a belt, and two small stones that were originally lying on the muddy ground rose from the ground, flying more than three feet high. He hugged Meng Yao tightly with his left hand, and then gently grabbed it with his right hand, and the two small stones that flew in the air arrived in his hand.

Squinted at the woods dozens of meters away, his right hand suddenly swung out, and the two small stones flew out with a roar.

"Smack!" There was a crack, and one of the small stones hit the top of the tree's branch. This was followed by "Poof! Then the crisp and melodious sound of the flute came to an abrupt end. Obviously, the flute player has been hit by this small stone, and must be squatting on the ground with his face covered to wipe his tears, right?

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, revealing a knowing smile. He has eyes that can see in the dark, and these eyes can see through certain substances with ease. Therefore, naturally, the three stalking guys were clearly and clearly.

He remembered that it was this guy in black who wanted to use Gu worms as an antidote just now, and tricked him into giving it to Meng Yao. Unexpectedly, now it was him again, and he actually wanted to use the flute to control Meng Yao and let her bite her neck.

What is his real purpose? You can't just hurt yourself, can you? Could it be that he wanted Meng Yao to spread this toxin to himself by gnawing? Isn't it a little too conceited?

Or will he be controlled by this kind of poison with the sound of his flute? Well, it's not impossible. However, he reached out and touched his neck, as if the remaining blood was still bright red. Just by looking at the color of the blood, you can guess that there is no sign of poisoning. So what is he doing without worry? Is it painful for idle eggs?

Looking at the worry-free again, he is hiding behind the big tree with his side face swollen by the stones, sighing! Seeing that Hatless and Ruthless were still covering their mouths and snickering, he glared at them fiercely and whispered: "You two rabbit cubs, keep an eye on this, don't be discovered by him again." With that, his tall body jumped lightly and disappeared into the night.

Ye Feng naturally saw all this in his eyes, although he had doubts, but for the sake of them not having murderous intent, he simply ignored it. He picked up Meng Yao and walked up the stairs and rushed to the Lotus Temple in front. It's just that what he didn't expect was that he finally saw the temple gate, but he was stunned all of a sudden.

Because the Lotus Temple was brightly lit, and a long cordon was set up outside the gate, and there were two uniformed policemen standing. Although they were bored leaning together smoking cigarettes and gossiping. But Ye Feng knew in his heart that if he walked over with a sleepy girl like this now, he would definitely be controlled by them, and then there would be a series of unnamed methods of coercion and coercion.

Since Ye Feng did not completely recover his memory, he still thinks that he is the hit-and-run murderer who hit and killed someone.

"Hey, have you heard? It seems that Meng Haitao's body has been found in the back mountain. The entrails were empty, and even the flesh and skin had been bitten by the wild dogs in the mountains. Tsk, that's a miserable one! One of the fat policemen threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground as he spoke, and used the heel of his leather shoe to completely extinguish the cigarette butt, and then sighed and shook his head.

"Yes, I heard that this Meng Haitao is still a well-known figure in the Northern Capital, and his Tianhai Group also has assets of 1 billion yuan. It seems that there is a young and beautiful only daughter, and I don't know which bastard is cheaper. If you can marry Meng Haitao's daughter as your wife, even if you live for ten years, you are willing, right? What is the double income of wealth and sex? If that doesn't count, I don't know what to say! ”

The thin policeman's words were obviously full of the true meaning of life, and the two people who only said it smiled wryly and sighed at the impermanence of this life.

Ye Feng listened carefully, but he didn't even notice when Meng Yao in his arms woke up. She apparently heard the conversation between the two policemen and sobbed silently.