In the next room, the moment Lan Buzheng closed the door, he set a ban in this room.

Not a single mosquito can fly in.

"You're free."

Lan Buzheng threw the person he was carrying on his shoulders directly to the ground, and with a movement of his fingertips, the strip of cloth stuffed in Lin Mo's mouth disappeared.

"Lan Buzheng, you want to lock me in this room?" Her hands and feet were still tied, and as soon as she could speak, Lin Mo looked at her gloomily.

The young man sat down on the ground, raised his head, and stared at the girl with an indifferent expression.

"Clever." Lan Buzheng nodded, signaling that he had guessed well at all.

"Unfortunately, you won't make it."

Almost the moment the words fell, Lin Mo's tied hands and feet miraculously opened. In an instant, he flew off the ground like a cannonball, heading straight for the window.

Lin Mo had even taken protective measures, covered his head with his arms, and before he broke the glass of the window, he proudly glanced at Lan Buzheng, who was standing in place and did not move.

Lan Buzheng shrugged, his face was innocent, and he looked lively.

Lin Mo frowned, not understanding why the girl in the room had such an expression?

Did she do it on purpose, and didn't intend to lock him up in the first place?

Lin Mo couldn't figure it out, but before he could think about it, he slammed into a layer of transparent substance.

It was so hard that it felt like it had hit an iron plate, but it was undetectable visually.

"What is this?" Lin Mo reached out and touched the side face that was pretending to be in pain, and then leaned forward.

Obviously his eyes couldn't see anything, and he felt that there was nothing in front of him, but his hand really touched something, hard as iron, and his fingers tapped on it, and there was no sound.

This feeling, Lin Mo can't describe, anyway, it's very weird.

"You can't escape." Lan Buzheng watched coldly as Lin Mo hit the wall, and then slowly walked towards the sofa.

"Don't worry, I won't want your life, I just want to borrow something from you."

It's just that once such a thing is taken, your life ......

Lan Bu lowered his eyes, his eyes were low and his expression was complicated.

"Wangcai, will he die?" It's going to die, right? Lan Buzheng pursed her lips, although she didn't want such a thing to happen, but she wanted Yang Ling to live!

[Sister Fairy, he is half a soul and will not live long. 】

[Once the soul is one, the part of the memory he has, Yang Ling will have. 】

So, it's not dead, is it? Wangcai thought to himself.

"I'm afraid I'll die if I lend you something like that." Lin Mo's eyes were sharp at Lan Buzheng, and he had already seen the truth from her face.

Lin Mo sneered, condescendingly looking at Lan Buzheng who was sitting on the sofa, and the figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

stretched out his hand, and wanted to choke Lan Buzhengbai's neck, but was grabbed by someone with both hands.

Lan Buzheng raised his eyes and looked at Lin Mo: "Save some effort, you can't hurt me." ”

"If you have any wishes before you die, you can tell me, and if I can help you complete it, I will help you fulfill it."

Since the result has been guessed by the other party, Lan Buzheng doesn't want to quibble, because it's useless.

Then Lan Buzheng shook off Lin Mo's hand, leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, and looked at him quietly.

"What is this, a dying almsgiving?" The curvature of the corners of Lin Mo's mouth mocked, he had never seen someone like Lan Buzheng.

"Whatever you want."

With an indifferent and indifferent expression on Lan Buzheng's face, Lin Mo's eyes became darker and darker.

"Lan Buzhen, what if my wish before I die is for you to kill the person next door?"

"That can't be." Lan Bu didn't think about it, and the words were already out.

"The person next door, important to you?" Lin Mo turned around and sat on the sofa next to him.

What does he mean by his side knocks? Blue couldn't be clearer.

"If you're trying to use him to contain me, or even threaten me with him? Then I can tell you clearly, as long as you succeed, I will definitely let you go. ”

"Because he came to me and was the most important thing."

Lan Buzheng unabashedly explained to Lin Mo the importance of Yang Ling to her, the affection on his face, and the confident expression, he was not afraid that he would succeed.

Lin Mo: "......"

He really saw such a person for the first time.

Frank, sincere, and even ...... Stop at nothing.

"Strife, strife." There was a knock on the door, and it belonged to Yang Ling.

"Why didn't you go to sleep?"

Lan Buzheng opened the door almost at the moment when the knock on the door fell, and looked at her envoy standing at the door, his eyes full of care

"Have you talked about it? I couldn't sleep alone. ”

As soon as the door opened, Yang Ling swept his eyes into the house for the first time, and when he saw Lin Mo, who was neatly dressed, sitting on the sofa, his expression was cold, his eyes were cold, and his heart was half of his heart was put down.

"It's settled." Lan Buzheng nodded, then turned to look at Lin Mo, "Think about it, what is your wish?" ”

Lin Mo glanced at Yang Ling emphatically, and then looked at Lan Bushi's gaze, and suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, his smile was light and clear, but it gave people the illusion that flowers were in full bloom.

It's so glamorous that you can hardly take your eyes off it.

Lan Buzheng looked at Lin Mo like this, with an indifferent expression on his face, and looked away almost instantly.

"Yang Ling, let's go back." Lan Buzheng stretched out his hand and pinched her envoy who was stunned, his eyebrows were frivolous.

Is it really good to look at a man so fascinating?

What is it like to be fascinated by your significant other's soul?

emmm。

It must be amazing, right?

I can't imagine that there is such a handsome and irresistible homosexual in this world.

Lan Buzheng couldn't help but laugh just thinking about it.

[......] The narcissism of its fairy sister has come up again, it's so terrible that she can't even see the dog smashing it.

"Yang Ling, is he good-looking, or am I good-looking?" Lan Buzheng almost pushed people out of the room.

Seeing that the door was closed, the young man in front of him had not come back to his senses, he reached out and pinched his chin, his eyes were pressing, and he was very bold.

Yang Ling was pinched and questioned in a low voice, and he came back to his senses.

"He ......"

Yang Ling's words were not finished, and his brain was still in a state of mush.

"He's better looking than me?" Lan Buzheng instantly became furious when he heard this, a man is better looking than a girl like her?

That's not right, right?!

"Do you think he's better than me?" Lan Buzheng frowned, feeling that this matter was a big problem today.

"Fighting is the best." Yang Ling's mind was completely sober at this moment, and when he looked at the expression of the girl in front of him, he knew that she had misunderstood.

He just felt that Lin Mo gave him a very weird feeling.

It's kind, it's dangerous.

Such a feeling, contradictory and harmonious.