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The boat stands on the roof of a two-story building. The night wind blew her head full of green silk. Bright eyes are as calm as autumn water. He said to the man in white who was five steps away, "You are not Meng Hui."

The man stopped running when he heard the sound. Under the moon, he turned around. Long body jade. But it's not Tsinghua's indifferent temperament. The night wind flips the man's ivory robe. The ink-painted eyes are soaked with an indissoluble melancholy. Not lonely. Only melancholy.

The crescent moon shines on the roof. The night is cool. The soft strands of hair on the forehead are lifted by the wind. Sure enough, there was no red mole on the forehead.

This man. It is at least eight points similar to Meng Huisheng.

Lian Zhou was puzzled: "Who are you. Why do you want to pretend to be Meng Hui and come out to me. What purpose do you have?"

The man's voice was not very cold. The tone is flat. But gratuitous always brings people a sense of melancholy and desolation. He said, "I am your ally. You won't come out if I don't pretend to be that person. My purpose is simple. Let you recognize the status quo. Don't be obsessed."

Concisely and concisely answered the three questions of Lianzhou.

Lian Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Ally."

"Same front. Same position."

Lian Zhou felt inexplicable. But I can't get anything out of him. So he simply said, "What is your purpose? Speak up. We need to continue talking."

Fourteen or fifteen year old girl dressed in night clothes. The tight black dress shows that she has a slender figure. The body is exquisite. Unmasked. Green silk snow skin. The eyes are as calm as water. and faintly emitted a trace of coldness. At this moment, Zhuo stands on the roof of the house. Ask indifferently. Uninhibited boudoir atmosphere. It shows the state of being generous.

The man said, "You'll find out later." After speaking, his body flashed. Gone without a trace.

The houses in the capital are lined up one after another. The boat shuttles like a dragon. Alone and Meng Hui are like twins. She felt that this person must not be simple. This man is related to Meng Hui. What kind of relationship is there.

Come to think of it. She stopped suddenly. Meng Hui's affairs. How does he relate to others? With her. What's the matter? She's guilty of wading through the muddy waters.

In front of you is already a suburban forest path. One in. It's hard to guarantee that no one will be ambushed. The girl only flickered slightly. Already turned around.

Meng Hui has a bitter hatred with her. In addition to opposites. In addition to hostilities. She shouldn't have had any thoughts about him. She couldn't give him another chance to hurt her.

Think of it as a dizzy today. Did a late night tour. At all costs. She didn't want to have anything to do with Meng Hui again. Firm footsteps. Walk back the way you came.

"Whoosh". Arrows burst through the air. The body of the boat is like a swallow moving. Agile spinning. Dodged the sharp weapon. She turned. He said coldly to the suburban forest in the darkness: "Your Excellency is really disgraceful."

A voice as cold as snow came: "I am dishonorable. On the degree of disgrace. How can I compare to your sweetheart?"

Lian Zhou is about to speak. The man's voice came from the woods again: "Don't go yet. Later. You'll be able to watch a good show."

Where is Lianzhou who is easily obedient. Although it is not clear to see the dark suburban forest. But with a few words from this man. She can hear and discern the position. Get a rough idea of where he is. So the man didn't react yet. A dagger was pressed against the major artery in his neck. Girl's body is fragrant. The body is delicate and petite. But the dagger in his hand became more and more cold.

"Say. What are you?"

The man had fought with Lianzhou. But I never thought that a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl would be so skilled. was restrained by her before he was prepared. But he was not afraid. He said, "Kill me. You'll never know who I am."

Lian Zhou snorted coldly: "You are threatening me."

"You can understand it that way."

Lian Zhou felt that this person was very tough. It's also a character.

She clenched the dagger in one hand. Restrain the man. One hand groped over the man's chin. Small hands are soft. There seems to be a hint of her daughter's body fragrance.

"Sure enough, it's a prostitute. Such a shameless disrespect." The voice was as cold and silent as ever. Lian Zhou could hear that it was mixed with a hint of annoyance at being teased.

She was still touching his face. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows. Said coldly: "You pretend to be Meng Hui to lure me out. It's the same as teasing me. You're going to be polite." End of the sentence. She also scratched the man's thin lips with her fingertips wickedly. It is the touch of cold temptation. The crescent moon is like a hook. Shine on the man's reddened handsome face. Lianzhou smiled like a cunning cat.

This feeling. It's as if Meng Hui is in her hands. Let her knead and flatten.

Yet the next second. Her eyes flashed. The hand on the man's face stopped abruptly. She frowned, "You didn't wear a human skin mask."

Touched countless times. No bonded interface found.

It's too impossible to be like a twin with Meng Hui. She thought about it and decided that this person might have some special mask sticked. But whatever she tried to do with his face. She couldn't even sense anything unusual in his face.

"Who the hell are you?"

The man swept his eyes away. Under the Quarter Moon. Lian Zhou looked at his eyebrows that were very similar to Meng Hui. I couldn't help frowning slightly.

Resemble. It's too similar.

The man curled the corners of his lips very lightly. "See me. I can't help but think of your sweetheart."

The same eyebrows are picturesque. Gu Xiu is clear. The same graceful posture. It's beautiful.

Lian Zhou really couldn't help but think of Meng Hui. But. What is the so-called sweetheart. That's a bit of a stretch.

Although the description is similar. But the eyes of the two are very different. Meng Hui always had a faint look on his face. The eyes are high and cloudy. Unfazed. Gutan is generally indistinguishable. And this man in front of him. The eyes are melancholy and cold. Like 10,000 years of ice. But it is better to be natural and unfake.

Lian Zhou raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't seem to be worried that I'll kill you at all." The smile is cold. There is a faint bloodthirsty edge.

"You won't." The man's cold eyes were on the black-clothed girl beside him. Spit out the words." Just because I look like Meng Hui. You won't kill me."

Lian Zhou sneered: "You overestimate the weight of him in my heart."

But he let go of the hand that restrained the man.

The girl's eyes were as calm as autumn water: "I won't kill you. It's because you didn't hurt me. It won't hurt me. I've never killed innocents. Now let you go. It's definitely not because of Meng Hui's relationship."

The night wind stirs the girl's black hair. Revealing her moon-smooth forehead. She smiled faintly and said, "If you stand here today. It's not you who I'm holding back. It's Meng Hui. I'll end up with him."

The man's body is like jade. The words are as cold as snow: "If you can be ruthless to him. Then I don't need to come today." Obviously, he doesn't agree that Lian Zhou will be reluctant to Meng.

Lian Zhou's eyes flashed. Then turn around. She always felt that this person was not simple. But it has nothing to do with me after all. There is a strange smell here. You really shouldn't stay long.

She turned to the side and said, "I've let you go. Please behave in a gentlemanly manner. Stop dwelling. Otherwise, I won't show mercy to my subordinates." Clear and beautiful face. The words that came out were strangely cold.

The man didn't follow. Lianzhou took two steps. Something feels wrong. I thought to myself. Did the man go to great lengths to lure her out? Just to let her see the night of Yudu.

There was no man in the woods. Lianzhou quickened his pace. Go outside.

However. Right now. In the silence of the forest. But there were a few cries. Sweep through the night like a night owl. Miserable and horrible .

The crying is getting louder and louder. Closer and closer.