“…… No. ”

Baili Jinghong stood in place, his pale index and middle fingers rubbing against each other, and the corners of his lips rose with some interest.

When he heard Helian Boye's question, he raised his eyes lightly, and then his crimson lips were half pursed.

His attitude towards him was cold and detached, as if he was not a subordinate who did things for him at all, but like a transcendent Buddha.

watched his battles and killings with a cold eye, but he didn't get a drop of blood!

"How could it not be?"

"Baili Jinghong, you are the one who knows her best, and you are the only one in the entire extremely evil sect...... Whatever she becomes, you can recognize her. ”

"Are you sure that girl isn't her? You were sincere to me back then. ”

"If I find out that you dare to lie to me, then it will be extremely evil...... There's no place for you anymore! ”

Helian Bo was furious, he was born extremely evil, and the only difference from Helian Twilight was that there was a red dust mole at the end of his eye.

obviously has the same face as Helian Dubai, but his temperament is very different, and his means and temperament are completely different!

He is ambitious and skillful, and on the surface he has a bit of the chic style of a humble gentleman, but he is extremely vicious in his bones.

Three years can snatch the extremely evil door from the hands of evil, and everyone is convinced, and it has nothing to do with his wrist!

"I don't lie to you, how can such a cute and cute little girl be that murderous female rakshasa in trouble?"

"Thin Night...... As soon as you hear the news that Xi'er may be resurrected, are you afraid? ”

Baili Jinghong stared at him lightly, and the black sweatshirt pulled the brim of his hat, covering most of his face.

And at this moment, he slowly lifted it, and a clean, pure white, dust-free face was exposed to the cold and wet air shrouded in the night.

Extremely white and cold, like the thin snow of the mountains and mountains, the cold is compelling and detached from the world, like a god who does not eat fireworks in the world.

A pair of cool eyes are indifferent to the Buddha's compassion, as if there is nothing in them, and it seems to contain all living beings......

A drop in the ocean...... But that's it!

Hundreds of miles of shock, he really deserves such a magnificent name!

Everyone present hurriedly lowered their heads, and the flowers in the yard seemed to be eclipsed in an instant.

The moonlight poured down coldly, bathing him more and more elegantly.

It really responded to a word of praise: the breeze of the moon!

Baili Jinghong's words instantly stimulated Helian Boye, and he clenched his fists, and the joints creaked.

The person who is angry but can't move a hundred miles of Jinghong really makes Helian Boye, who has always been decisive in killing, unhappy!

"How so? You know, I've been looking forward to my son's home for a long time like you......"

"Xi'er has been dead for three years, she can't be resurrected, someone must be pretending to be her!"

"Twilight's death is the beginning, and once the killing game begins, there's no reason to end it......"

"So...... Shocking, we have to strike first! ”

Helian Bo Ye said coldly, looking at the blood-red butterfly on the forehead of the corpse on the ground.

He was so shocked that he thought that what Twilight said was false, so he sent someone to follow him to kill the "impostor"!

But when it comes to disaster, he is still a little relieved in his heart.

It happened that he had come to the capital recently, so he stopped by to take a look, and who knew that he had just received an alarm as soon as he got off the plane......

By the time he arrived at the scene, Helian Twilight was dead.

The gorgeous butterfly in his forehead was too familiar to him...... It's her...... It must be her......

But she's been bruised, and now how can she come back?

"That little girl is indeed not a child!"

Baili Jinghong said slowly, his voice was firm, but the appearance of the little girl's delicate and vicious middle finger at him appeared in his eyes.

What does this mean, little girl?

The man's brows furrowed, and he tilted his head in confusion.

Then he raised his middle finger at Helian Bo Ye with a gourd, and his movements were rusty and cute.

"......" The killers were drenched in cold sweat: Lord Baili, no, no, don't you want to give the middle finger to the door master?