Is it so reassuring? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you before I escape? Zhou Ran smiled silently, although there were many guards and strong barriers here, but if she wanted to leave, these precautions would be of no use to her.

"So......" she asked, putting her hand on the edge of the table and facing the other side, "may I take the cloth off my eyes?" ”

The man's hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air, raised his chin slightly to look at her, there was no trace of change on his face, but there was a faint melancholy in his tone.

"I'm sorry, this is not for me to decide, there are some things in this place that you can't just look at."

Of course, he was also included.

"Okay......" The girl nodded in understanding, and then groped with her hand on the table, trying to find the cup of tea he had just poured.

Watching her slender hand probe on the table, the man put down the teacup in his hand, held her wrist, and put the cup of tea in front of her into her hand, "Be careful of burning." ”

The heat from his palm seeped through the flesh, making Zhou Ran's eyelashes tremble, and his lips opened and closed, "I don't know what Mr. is called?" ”

The hand that circled her wrist slowly loosened, and the man in a light-colored tunics leaned over to carefully look at her remaining delicate and soft face and beautiful lips and nose, and opened his mouth word by word.

"Meng Xiting, my name is Meng Xiting."

Meng Xiting? The name...... Zhou Ran smiled, "I have a friend who is also surnamed Meng, maybe you are still from your own family." ”

"Really?" The look in the man's eyes was still the same, he sat up straight, and said in a gentle voice, "What a coincidence." ”

It's a coincidence...... One is the young master of Nangang Meng who talks elegantly and has an extraordinary bearing, and the other is a shy and sunny young man; Two people who look 108,000 miles apart, but have the same surname.

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In the spacious and empty lobby, the atmosphere is solemn and the lights are bright. A group of people in black tunics stood on either side, and the environment was very oppressive and tense.

In the center of the lobby stands a statue of Guan Gong with a horizontal eyebrows and cold eyes, a majestic two-meter-high golden sculpture. And on the golden silk nanmu chair under the statue of Guan Gong, there is an old man wearing a dark gray robe, horse coat, and white beard and hair, who is more than half a hundred years old.

On his cheekbones and cheekbones, his eyes, which were deep in darkness, seemed to be filled with all the dust in the world, so filthy that there was no light, like a ghost who had been immortal for a long time.

"Where are the people?"

The old man's voice rang out like sand in the empty hall, and the man standing below his right lowered his head, the wolf's head hanging from his neck.

"I locked them up."

"Gu Chengze's mistress, how does she look?" Cloudy eyes rolled in the deep sunken sockets and landed on top of him.

The man thought of the girl's bright face, and hesitated for a moment, "It's very special." ”

"Oh......?" The scalp-tinging gaze lingered on him for a moment, and the treacherous and sinister voice raised his voice inexplicably, "It seems that you have taken a fancy to her, and after that is done, this woman will reward you." Just remember not to play to death, since it is his mistress Gu Chengze, let his brothers also taste it, what is the difference. ”

"Yes......" For his words, a trace of inconspicuous change crossed the man's eyes, and he didn't dare to say no, but when he thought of the quiet girl, he felt a little sorry in his heart.