Dong Huiying was a little confused, what is the situation?

The master caressed her cheek with pity, and when he touched the wound on her face, his pupils shrank slightly, as if he had been touched by something.

"What's wrong with your face? Who got it? You tell me I won't spare him! ”

Dong Huiying: "......"

She fled all the way last night, and sneaked back to the cottage today, and she had heard the bandits in the mountains mention a 'master' countless times.

It is rumored that this master is resourceful and has no last resort, and last night, the reason why he, Liang Yuening, and Hong Xiangjun were forced to go to heaven and enter the ground is also the handiwork of this master.

She gritted her teeth viciously, looking at him as if she wanted to eat him.

The master was very sad, the pink in the corners of his eyes was darker, and he seemed to be about to cry in distress.

"Xiaozhu, why are you looking at me like this? You haven't answered me yet, how the hell did you get your face? ”

Dong Huiying was suspicious, "I'm not called Xiaozhu?" ”

"No, you must be angry with me, I know, you're angry at me for not saying goodbye, right? But then I went back to Qingfeng County, and you're gone. You don't know, I ......" he choked up suddenly.

A big man, actually crying?

Dong Huiying was extremely depressed.

Only then did she notice that the man had an accent, not a local Pyeongchang accent.

He's from Qingfeng County? However, the smell of his body, as well as his figure, are very similar to Liang Zhichen, is he not Liang Zhichen, did he recognize the wrong person?

She thought of the scheming boss of the Liang family in her memory, and looked at this man with a choked voice and a very nasal voice and a very sad voice, she was completely stunned.

Wrong

Boss Liang has white hair on both sideburns, but this person's hair is black.

She stared at the mask on his face for a long time.

"Mask."

"Huh?"

"Take it off!"

Master: "......"

Dong Huiying sneered, "What, don't you dare to pick it?" ”

The master had an expression of wanting to speak and stopping.

And Dong Huiying has already made a quick move, she wants to tear off this person's mask to see if he can pretend.

But after holding the mask, she lifted it up hard, but she didn't lift it? Instead, the man let out a cry of pain.

"Xiaozhu, it hurts, I hurt, you tap ......"

Dong Huiying: "......"

She looked at him stunned, the mask seemed to be glued to his face, as if it was connected to his face, and she frowned tightly: "Who the hell are you!?" ”

"I'm Chenxu, I'm your brother Chenxu!"

She had 'I don't believe it' written on her face.

Glancing at his right hand, she narrowed her eyes slightly, "Your hand, is it useless?" ”

He lowered his eyes, then reached out his right hand and touched her head.

Dong Huiying: "......"

How so?

Did she really recognize the wrong person?

Is this person really not Liang Zhichen?

This person's height, figure, and smell on his body are very similar to Liang Zhichen, but Liang Zhichen's right hand is disabled, and she has personally checked Liang Zhichen's pulse, but this person is ...... The voice, accent, temper, and hair are not at all different from the Liang Zhichen she remembers.

Dong Huiying looked at him stunned for a long time, and he slowly retracted his left hand.

"Silly girl, why are you weird? This mask of mine was originally imprinted on my face after being roasted red by fire, and it was glued to my face, and I couldn't take it off. Also, your brother and I are only left-handed, and we are used to using our right hand, who told you that my right hand is useless? I'm fine, how can I make such a rumor! ”

As he spoke, he had an angry expression.