Chapter 397: You (4)

"Who are you?"

Jiang Qiao looked at himself in the mirror in front of him and muttered.

Although there is no real evidence, she knows that it is a third party who is present, and she knows what happened last night.

"You've finally found me? Hehe, I've been lonely for a long time, and I really want to talk to someone. The self in the mirror smiled skillfully, and Jiang Qiao looked at his face with a charming and delicate expression, which was really awkward.

"Are you the elf Jiang Li said?" Jiang Qiao asked.

"It turns out that his name is Jiang Li, and his temperament is very similar to that person, I can't bear to be heavy on him." In the mirror, she said, "I don't know what an elf is, I'm just a feather." ”

"Feathers?" Jiang Qiao was stunned, this answer was a little unexpected, what kind of feather is so powerful, can it turn into a human, and can speak?

"I am a phoenix feather, and when it went to hell, it left me behind, and I remained on earth." Jiang Qiao in the mirror said.

"Wait, do you mean when the ancient mythical bird Phoenix died?" Jiang Qiao became more and more confused the more he was talked.

"The phoenix will not die, every feather will bring her back to life, and as long as there is a feather left, her life will not stop." Jiang Qiao in the mirror showed a sense of longing: "She went to hell just for those souls who could not be reincarnated, and used herself to illuminate the path to reincarnation, so that they could get out of the sea of suffering from now on." ”

"What about you? Ah Heng was killed by you? Why? Jiang Qiao didn't care about how great that ancient divine bird was at the moment, she just wanted to figure out everything that was happening in front of her.

"Because I hate, I'm going to make this family the last, these two brothers are the last bloodline of this family, hahaha, their father is rich, that woman's bloodline has been broken, and there will be no more descendants in this family." In the mirror, her face was distorted, her teeth were gritted, and her delicate appearance just now no longer existed.

"You are ... Are you the dancer? The grandmother's father is obsessed with the mistress outside? Jiang Qiao suddenly realized, she didn't expect Mao Daxin's analysis to be right this time, she said indignantly: "You, a junior, destroy other people's families, you are embarrassed to say, you still want people to perish?" Do you have humanity? Oh no, you're just a feather and don't have humanity. ”

Jiang Qiao snorted sarcastically, and sure enough, the elf in the mirror was furious: "I met Mr. first, it's me... I am his wife. ”

"Since I was left by the phoenix, I fell under a tree somewhere, I have the divine power of the phoenix, and slowly cultivated my consciousness, then I was just a feather, at that time I never thought of becoming a human, and when I opened my eyes, I found a floating beside me, with the help of my divine power, it also escaped the cycle of life and death, so we became companions, I gave it enough divine power, and it will tell me some stories of the world."

"I don't know how long it took, a girl fell beside me, although I couldn't turn into a human myself, but I could enter her consciousness, I found out that she was going to die, so I used my phoenix rebirth divine power to support this body, and I also became her."

The reflection of himself in the mirror is gone, like a pool of deep water slowly rippling for a while, when the ripples calm down, a big Shanghai song and dance hall with bright lights appears in the mirror.

A young man with a delicate face in a white three-piece suit was dragged into a box by a big push friend, and several dancers with heavy makeup and bewitching postures were already waiting in the box. As soon as they entered, a group of young people fell into a carnival, drinking, punching, and laughing, and the young men and women reveled indiscriminately, except for the young man who sat out of place, at a loss.

He uncomfortably avoided physical contact with the scantily clad dancers around him, and in a moment he was sweating profusely. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, wiped them, and prepared to get up to take his leave. Just then, the proprietress of the ballroom brought another girl in.

Unlike the other dancers, this one looks much more modest. She is not like other dancers who wear purple and red cheongsam, but she wears a blue skirt, like a girl from a small jasper family. She hid behind the proprietress with big grape-like eyes curious and timidly at the room, her fingers twisting the corners of her clothes restlessly, and her long, silky hair was draped over her shoulders so casually without any ornaments.

Compared with the other dancing girls present, she was more ordinary, and the other young men present just raised their eyes in a hurry, without any waves, and only listened to the proprietress introduce and said: "This is the little lotus I just recruited, she is a mute, let her serve the young masters here to drink the bar." ”

"Dumb? What kind of wine can the dumb man serve, hostess, you don't want to take our money. ”

"That's right, can the dumb man sing a little song, or can he persuade him to drink? What's the use of her? ”

"It's good, and you can usually see it, but it's too disappointing to be dumb. Don't, don't. ”

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Only one person present did not speak, and the young man put on his glasses and was about to leave, but after the mute named Xiaolian came, his eyes could no longer take his eyes off. When the friend on the side saw it, he smiled and said: "Xiaolian, come, serve us Junran, if you serve well, you will be rewarded." ”

"What nonsense! Don't mess around! This young man named Jun Ran was teased by his friends like this, his face turned red in an instant, he stopped looking at Xiaolian, and looked at other eyes full of embarrassment and embarrassment.

"Okay, Xiaolian, go quickly, serve me, otherwise you will suffer." The proprietress smiled happily, and after a night of sales, this little mute finally opened.

Xiaolian came to the young man's side at a loss, poured a glass of wine like other dancers, and handed it to him, he didn't answer, pushed it away with his hand, stood up and was about to leave, but he didn't expect Xiaolian to stubbornly put the wine in front of him again, almost pressing it on his mouth, the young man couldn't avoid it, so he had to swallow half a glass of wine raw, choking him with a violent cough.

How can anyone persuade alcohol like this?! It's just a dome!

"You..."

The young man finally calmed his breath, his eyes widened, and he glared angrily at Xiaolian, but he didn't expect to meet a pair of smiling eyes, Xiaolian's innocent and transparent eyes like crystal looked at him, her eyes were full of joy, and her smile was like a flower, she saw that the young man drank the wine, so she raised another glass and sent it to his mouth.

Looking at each other, the young man still remembered his previous anger, and he stupidly took another drink from Xiaolian's hand. Before he knew it, the young man had drunk six or seven glasses of wine, and it was not until his brain was a little drowsy that he suddenly came to his senses.

"You... Can't speak? Jiang Qiao looked at the two people in the mirror, knowing that a bad relationship began from here, and couldn't help but mutter.