But now this mechanical dumb, expressionless, puppet-like face, but he pulled the corners of his lips at Yan Zhengting, and said in that hoarse and harsh voice, "Who are you, how can you be in her room?" ”

Yan Zhengting was stunned for a moment when he heard this sentence that seemed to be an echo!

Yan Zhengting only felt that his whole person was not good! This puppet not only looks like him, but also learns to speak to him!

What's the secret here?

Yan Mo was shocked when he saw this scene, "It seems that Liu Xiangyun not only wants to kill Feng Ling, but also wants to kill you!" Lo and behold, even your stand-in is ready for you. ”

Before Yan Mo's words fell, Yan Zhengting heard a strange sound coming from his room, as if something was sawing wood.

Yan Mo pulled the corners of his lips and said slowly, "It seems that you have to thank me, if I hadn't dragged you out, by now, you might have been sawn in half." ”

Obviously, it was just plain enough to make any waves, but Yan Zhengting heard a taste of schadenfreude.

"If it was really Liu Xiangyun's doing, even if I went out to tear my face with the Liu family, I would divorce her!" Yan Zhengting gritted his teeth and said.

He had no relationship with Liu Xiangyun in the first place, and now, Liu Xiangyun indirectly forced Feng Ling to death.

Yan Mo hated him to the core, and now, if Liu Xiangyun really dares to hit him with his idea, their fate as husband and wife will be over!

Yan Mo snorted twice, did not speak, but walked into the room quickly, and slapped his palm on the puppet's head.

Obviously, Yan Mo was shooting a puppet, but Yan Zhengting clearly felt that he had been slapped on the head!

Yan Zhengting's eyes widened suddenly, "What's the matter?!" ”

Yan Mo sighed lightly, "What else can it be, you have been yin!" After your soul is trapped in this puppet, Liu Xiangyun probably won't need you anymore. ”

Yan Zhengting only felt chills all over his body, the pillow person who had slept beside him for so many years actually wanted his life!

"This slut!" Yan Zhengting's face turned pale, and he rushed into the room angrily and searched around, however, he found no trace of Liu Xiangyun.

"Don't waste your efforts." Yan Mo lowered his eyes and said softly, "She has already left." ”

After Yan Mo finished speaking, he bent down and groped on the bed for a while, and found a yellow curly hair, "It's just, you think you can avoid me this way?" ”

Yan Mo's words fell, his hair burned again, and another line appeared in the air, the difference is that this time the line is black.

Yan Mo searched for the line and left, not even paying attention to Yan Zhengting and the puppet again.

However, Yan Mo's side had just moved, and Yan Zhengting chased after him, "You stop!" ”

Yan Mo ignored him and continued to walk forward.

Yan Zhengting ran out of breath, and kept chasing Yan Mo and refused to leave, however, after a few breaths, Yan Mo actually disappeared under his nose!

Yan Zhengting held his knees, bent over, and gasped for breath in the dark night.

"You rebel, you know that someone wants to harm your son, but you don't save you when you die!" Yan Zhengting snorted and gasped as he scolded.

As he was scolding, he saw a shadow in front of him.

Yan Zhengting thought that Yan Mo was back, so he closed his mouth in disgust, but when he looked up, he only saw a shadow shrouded in darkness.

"You look like you need help?" The shadow in the darkness spoke in a cold tone, and the emotionless words just got into Yan Zhengting's ears so lightly.