Chapter 106: The Opposite
She looked at Yan Fei with a smile, and pointed her finger towards the air, "Oh, I'm waiting." β
In the next moment, two large moths fluttered from mid-air.
I watched the two colorful parachutes open.
Lu Mo unconsciously darkened his face, what kind of PokΓ©mon are these
Yan Fei saw her speechlessness, and smiled softly, "Well, you're waiting, it's time for the person I'm waiting for." β
What a gentle and gentle sentence, Lu Mo turned a deaf ear, and almost at the same time, a stove was suddenly pasted behind her.
A fragrant fragrance surrounds the nose.
Familiar taste, familiar temperature.
In her vast memory, this is the most reassuring feeling for her.
Sighing helplessly.
Perhaps, there is no way for her to take this chick forever.
Lu Mo chuckled as he pulled the person down.
He said angrily: "Ye Qing, it's only been a few hours, I see that you are the one who is itchy in your skin and how to support you is back, you can be unscrupulous."
What a word that is easy to misunderstand!
Ye Qing laughed and muttered: "Of course, you are a negative man, you liked me the most when you were good, and I was thinking about you every minute and every second of separation, but you, but you, you, you are dating other stinky men."
Lu Mo could almost recite such conversations backwards.
Because someone has done it more than a hundred times.
And her memory is really not bad!
I saw that the slender jade fingers, one by one, were pointed out by the men present.
Especially the crazy ones didn't even let Zhao Cheng and Mu Sheng go.
Seeing her snickering, the corners of Lu Mo's forehead swelled faintly, and he couldn't help pressing it with his hand, accentuating his tone, and said, "Ye Qing, are you here to be poor?"
Why don't you turn your head and take a look, the fire is burning all around.
The powdery solids that were sprinkled were just a drop in the bucket, and in fact, the fire was still spreading, and the two attempts to stop it seemed to have little effect.
Lu Mo only felt extremely tired, and he really didn't want to be pondering while he had to deal with this eldest sister Ye who completely let go of herself and lost her brain when she saw Mu Sheng.
Ye Qing walked in front of her, put away his playful expression, and pulled her sleeves, "Just kidding you, don't be angry." β
Lu Mo's face was expressionless, "Are you so happy to see a real negative man?" β
Ye Qing's smile became more and more empty, "No, I'm not happy, I'm too happy to see you." β
Lu Mo stared at her, if she remembered correctly, they didn't know how much they had been together before.
At that time, I didn't see her happy to become this second fool.
Turning to Mu Sheng, "Still can't be destroyed?" β
Mu Sheng also frowned, and his words were full of contemplation, "However, are you sure that your judgment is not wrong?" β
Lu Mo nodded, "The taste is not different from what I remembered, and I bled in the water source, and the speed of the fire has indeed decreased." β
Mu Sheng's mind raced, "Give me your hand." β
Lu Mo paused, and did not answer immediately.
Mu Sheng's eyes dimmed slightly, and he added two words, "Left hand." β
Lu Mo looked at Ye Qing with a brush, his eyes were dyed with anger and looked even clearer, and his momentum was very strong.
Ye Qing waved his hand again and again, emphasizing: "It's really not me!" β
"It's me." Yan Fei suddenly spoke, and raised his hand like a student answering a question, Ultraman's movements.
Lu Mo's eyes were heavy, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.
These two eight poles can't be beaten, when did they have a connection?
saw that Mu Sheng also had the same confused expression.
"Is that you?" The voices were distorted with surprise.
Yan Fei nodded his head admittedly, "It's me!" β
Otherwise, no one else knows, does it?
Mu Sheng's eyes deepened, looking at Yan Fei's eyes were obscure, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into the memory of Dang Zheng
The time of the Great Izumi Earthquake.
He and Ye Wan were trapped in a mountain village on the outskirts.
There, they rescued a blind girl.
The girl died in the end.
Then, the rain was very heavy and dense, and it lasted for three or three nights.
It even brought a mudslide.
The ruins were flooded and the crowd was buried.
In the face of nature, human beings are really insignificant.
Even if they were all ready to sacrifice, they would not be able to save one more person.
The rumbling sound faded away until it was inaudible.
It was a helicopter that couldn't be lowered in the first place, and now that the rain is pouring down, they can't get any closer.
The mountain village has been reduced to a complete island, isolated from information, and there is no provision of necessities and food.
He and Ye Wan were a little clearer.
There, it was abandoned.
In desperation, Ye Wan and him, if they don't live, this place will become a real place of death, no one cares, and corpses are everywhere.
So, they survived.
The first person to come to the aid was a man wearing a civet mask.
The man is covered in darkness, but standing in the sunlight makes people feel warm.
He's low-key.
The low profile was so low-key that except for him and Ye Wan, the two survivors, no one knew that he had come to the mountain village that no longer existed.
I don't know that he led people to erect tombstones for each victim and left a message.
Like a cloud, it comes unintentionally and leaves unintentionally.
Until last year.
He was seriously injured during his mission and fled.
It was the ninth winter, and the river was as cold as ice, and the biting feeling was more bitter than the devil's training back then.
He almost thought he wouldn't survive.
But when I woke up, I felt a warmth that I hadn't felt in a long time.
He saw the civet mask again.
The difference is that this time the man is wearing a crow-blue cloak, like a demon descending into the world, and the robe is embroidered with bright red lines like blood.
Like a vampire count from time immemorial.
Noble and cold, mysterious and evil.
He asked, "So it was you?" β
The man raised his glass, saluted him, and poured his head down into his throat
A little splash came out, and on the chin, the evil aura was even stronger.
He approached, kept approaching.
The two were separated by a stone's throw from each other.
Let Mu Sheng be able to see his eyes more clearly.
Clear as snow water, free of impurities.
There is nothing purer in the world than this.
The corners of his lips are hooked, and the curvature is very strong, but it is also very conspicuous.
Bright as the sun.
Passion is like fire.
He said: "It turns out that you are the nasty ghost in the mouth of Carlton, Brother Ming's Ma Zhu"
It's clearly such an ugly word.
But he's still like that, with a clean face.
Mu Sheng's lips moved, wanting to speak, but the man didn't give him a chance to speak.
Raise your hand and squeeze his chin tightly, as if to crush it into slag.
He was in pain for a moment, and he almost fainted.
You must know that the nose and chin are the most sensitive places.
I heard the man continue to speak, "But, how do I remember that you don't seem to be called Sheng Mu!" β
Suddenly, he let go of his hand, took two steps back, grabbed the wine glass, tilted his head and poured it down his throat.
The posture is very chic.
And with a touch of unspeakable pain, Xiao Se.
Mu Sheng lost the opportunity to speak again.
A little bit of crystal splashed out, bit by bit fell on the man's chin, reflecting the scorching eyes through the light of the chandelier dangling overhead.
The man moved again.
Go to the window.
Stand with your hands down.
With his back to Mu Sheng, his posture is long and his demeanor is square.
Looking out the window, the vast smoke is immense.
The man continued, "Your name is Mu Sheng. β
"You are Qin Ran's cousin and her comrade-in-arms."
"I heard you had a falling out before."
"But there must be no unsolvable grudge between brother and sister."
"There seems to be something wrong with her left hand, and it is inconvenient for me to go to see her, so you can go for me as a reward for saving you three times."
After the man finished, Mu Sheng only felt that his mind suddenly swelled and was extremely heavy.
Then it was dark and unconscious.
He was still vaguely thinking, how could it be three, not two?
When he regained consciousness and woke up again, it was no longer the eerie cabin, but the hospital with bright windows.
When I opened my eyes, I didn't see the mysterious man, but An Jue.
He thought, as if every time he was injured and hospitalized, it was An Jue who stayed by his side.
But this time it's different.
In the past, Anjue, every time I saw it, it was a heartless smile, which made people warm from the bottom of their hearts.
This time, An Jue was exceptionally silent.
Silently peel the apples, silently cut them into pieces and put them on a plate.
When handed to him.
He finally saw the red eyes that were as red as rabbits.
Tears swirled in it, and a glance made people feel pity.
He spoke, "What's wrong?" Did something happen? β
Intuition is not crying for him.
Think about the cause of your accident.
He was exposed, will the encirclement and suppression of the exploration team go smoothly?
Has Brother Ming been arrested?
But he lay here, and An Jue accompanied him.
He thought, it must have failed.
But it's incredible that Brother Ming hasn't come to trouble him yet.
Too busy?
Or did the horse stumble and get hurt?
Thinking about it, he lowered his eyes and raised his hand to pick up a piece of apple like a mouth
Sweet and sour.
Unexpectedly, An Jue choked up when he opened his mouth, "Ming...... Brother Ming...... Dead ......"
Mu Sheng pursed his lips, "How did you die?" β
As if in disbelief of his indifference, An Jue's eyes turned even redder.
It's been intermittent for a while.
Killed by a man.
The man was wearing a black cloak with a red lining, and a civet mask.
Mu Sheng's fists clenched.
It turned out that this was the third time he didn't know.
After that, the memory was not so vivid, and he only had a vague impression that he had perfunctory past.
After lying in bed mountain for three months, he was discharged from the hospital and took over all the power and even money of Brother Ming at night.
From then on, the name of the dark night will be rare, and no one knows about the international extremism, and who doesn't know?
As for that pay.
He didn't deliver on it.
Even when it came to contacting Lu Mo, the two of them were so cautious that they never met face to face.
Get up, at the castle banquet of the Di'an family before, it was still the real sense of the two reunion, three years later.
But because there were a series of unexpected events at that time, he didn't mention it.
Although it has not been confirmed.
But looking at some of Lu Mo's actions, he also knew that the man did not deceive him.
Walking on tightropes.
He has his own purpose, and Lu Mo also has her plan.
None of them are qualified to be willful.
No one greeted ...
The memory gradually returned, Mu Sheng's gaze became more and more obscure, looking at Yan Fei, but he never spoke.
On the contrary, it was Yan Fei, staring at Lu Mo softly, "Mu Sheng, our agreement, you seem to have broken your promise." β
A faint declarative sentence.
But everyone who was not deaf could hear the undisguised murderous intent in the meantime.
"Qin Ran, tell me, is your cousin damned?"
Lu Mo looked at him deeply, sensing the abnormality of his body, and there was a dark color in his eyes.
The afterglow swept over the Lin general, who was standing still and silent.
The fist kept tightening.
Ye Qing suddenly raised his hand to hold her fist.
Whispered, "Ranran, you relax." β
But it didn't work.
Lu Mo only closed his eyes and opened them again
said to Yan Fei, "What do you want to do, why do you need to ask my opinion?" β
Yan Fei shook his head, "I want to ask." β
Lu Mo sneered, then settled down and was silent for a long time.
slowly opened his mouth, "Brother Yan Fei, let's cooperate!" β
This is Qin Ran's voice, Qin Ran's tone.
The Qin Ran, who always climbed out of the wall and hugged the boy.
He hasn't entered the hunting ground yet.
It hasn't been polished yet.
Qin Ran, who has not yet practiced invulnerability, has an iron skin and an iron heart.
It's not a flash.
It's not a brake, either.
It's just Qin Ran.
A little inferior, a little evil, and a little willful teenager.
At that time, my parents had not yet passed away, but they did not get along very much.
At that time, there were a lot of fox friends and dog friends, but the only one who could really be called a friend was Ye Qing.
A Rao life.
But there was a young man who was like the warmth of the spring breeze, clean and clear, gentle and elegant, the third kind of stunning color in the world.
I can't help but talk.
Little by little, every minute and every second.
The gentlest trap, the gentlest aggression, is the most unguardable conspirator.
She repeated, "Brother Yan Fei, what you want, I have it, can we work together?" β
Yes, Yan Fei has always appeared in front of her in a different way, either against her, or helping, or tormenting, or pity.
It's all because she has what she wants.
Therefore, all this time he has just played a game of cat and mouse with her, forcing her into a dilemma step by step.
The only variable is that he overestimates himself and underestimates Aaron.
The stalemate between the two phases gave her a gap to take advantage of.
Therefore, to this day, he is densely woven and no longer gives her a way back.
This is the end of the game.
Yan Fei always looked at Lu Mo with a focused look in his eyes.
Him: "Okay, I'll work with you." β
Between the words.
Overhead, there was a louder sound of airflow.
It's a row of looming drones.
Everywhere the wings passed, it was pouring rain.
When the rain falls, all the tongues of fire explode.
At first, it soared to a height of three meters, and then it returned to calm in an instant.
Looking at Lu Mo, Yan Fei kindly explained, "The world is ignorant, only knowing that everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, but they don't know that things must be reversed, and the answers to many questions are complicated, if you do the opposite, it is the most simple and rude." β
Lu Mo was stunned, this is so familiar.
Many years ago, Yan Fei talked to her like this.
At that time, she was studying double degrees and was struggling with applied mathematics, feeling that the solutions were complicated and inefficient, and complained to Yan Fei for a sentence or two.
Yan Fei said this to her at that time.
"Yan Fei" and her last words before she died.
Now that I think about it, at that time, he told her the answer, which she never understood.
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