Ji Yanxiao only felt that the blood spreading from the bottom of his heart was cold, and he swung his fist in mid-air, and stopped abruptly.

During the time when the two of them were talking, An Yang kept huddled in the corner with his legs crossed, as if he had lost his reaction to the outside world.

Ji Yanxiao's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse, "What the hell do you want to let her go." ”

"So you also found out," the person in front of him tilted his head, with a long-lost smile on his face, "Her mental power is really a good thing...... I have taken the power out of you for myself. ”

He smiled and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, his slender fingers gently hooking in the direction where An Yang was.

"Weiwei, can't you see me coming?"

As if a conditioned reflex, Anyang slowly raised his head. In the pupils that were already out of focus, there was a silence of the indifference of the winter emptiness, and all emotions were immersed in these eyes.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, and Ji Yanxiao looked at Anyang like this, and he almost couldn't breathe in pain.

"The guide is really a pathetic creature, once he is endlessly demanded by the sentry, he will lose his personality," the man hooked An Yang's jaw like a pet, "You should know what I want." ”

"I want to ask you," Ji Yanxiao swallowed bitterly and forced himself to look away, "What I saw was true or fake." ”

The vague question did not surprise the other party.

Ji Yanxiao unconsciously held his breath, for him, the answer had become irrelevant. But in order to delay time, he still asked this sentence.

"Does the answer matter that much?" The man's fingers gradually moved upward, caressing An Yang's pupils. The people of Mu Ne, although not as interesting as before, but this is what he wants.

At least he is very well-behaved, and there is no way to disobey him.

"Actually, you guessed it a long time ago, but you don't want to believe it."

The man said, giggling, "You appeared earlier than you thought I would. Otherwise, how could you forget your past vows and change your temperament a little? ”

Ji Yanxiao's body froze involuntarily, "When did it start?" ”

The man didn't bother to answer, shrugged his shoulders, and grabbed An Yang's hair, forcing him to look up.

At this moment, Ji Yanxiao found that a small purple flower was clinging to Anyang's neck.

The flower the size of a fingernail has transformed into its original appearance, and its sharp edges and corners are like sharp blades.

There was monstrous pain in the depths of Ji Yanxiao's eyes, but here, he could only try his best to suppress his emotions.

"I can't replace you, but I can be another me," the man's fingers lightly pressed against the edge of the flower, and in an instant, a trace of blood spread from An Yang's neck.

"You ......" Ji Yanxiao was so shocked by his actions that he gritted his teeth violently.

"Don't play tricks on me," the sharp eyes swept from the end of his eyes, and the man sneered coldly, "If you ink again, I will easily take her life." ”

Ji Yanxiao knew that the sentry couldn't do without the guidance of the guide, but what if the person in front of him was different from him...... He was worried that if he left Anyang, other guides could also match him.

He didn't dare to gamble, and he couldn't afford to gamble......

The moment he opened his palm, the spiritual power that had been suppressed for a long time was vigorously emanated.

With a low roar of a beast, a sturdy panther appeared in space. It seemed to sense Ji Yanxiao's complex emotions, and a pair of eyes swept back and forth in the space in disbelief.