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“…… Fourth uncle, why, tell me why...... Fourth Uncle ......"

He could hear the whispering dreams clearly, but he didn't know what to do with them.

"Girl, I'm not the fourth uncle, I'll lie down with you."

Mu Xiaoyao gently pushed her, but Bai Lixia not only did not let go, but hugged him tighter.

On top of those closed eyes, the delicate eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together.

In the corners of his eyes, it is clear that there are tears that have not dried.

She was aggrieved, so aggrieved that her voice was hoarse: "What are you going to do with me, what do you want to do......"

"If they want to kill me, will you let it go? Fourth Uncle ......"

Mu Xiaoyao's heart tensed all of a sudden, looking at her face that would be painful even in her dreams, her heart was inexplicably sour.

Fortunately, Bailixia didn't continue to talk in her sleep.

I don't know what I saw in my dream, but the two tangled eyebrows finally slowly stretched out.

There were no tears on that crystal clear little face, but there was always a slight aura of weakness.

The long hair was blown up by the wind and fell on her face, even, at the corners of her lips.

The wisps spread on the little face, making the face look even more fragile and lonely.

Mu Xiaoyao couldn't help but stretch out his hand and brushed away the strands of hair for her, pinning them behind her ears.

The fingertips inadvertently touched her cheek, only to find that the girl's face felt completely different from the man's.

Of course, he only touched his face, and other than that, it was only her.

His long fingers didn't move, and the tips of his fingers were still gently pressed against her cheek, very light, very light.

She was wronged today, an ordinary girl, who was assassinated twice in a row.

Saying that he was not afraid, even he didn't believe it.

It's just an eighteen-year-old girl, who can not be afraid when her life is threatened?

But she had been pretending to be strong, silently waiting for the man to arrive.

Even if he just said a word of comfort.

But he just didn't come.

"I'm sorry." Mu Xiaoyao's voice was very soft, and Bai Lixia in his sleep naturally couldn't hear it.

In fact, he didn't know why he was sorry, perhaps, because he didn't protect her today.

Or maybe he also participated in the matter of the fourth uncle.

Dongfang Jin has been tracking the person who released the wild wolf in the hunting ground that day, and the monitoring system on the road was personally destroyed by him.

Even if the order was given by the fourth uncle, he carried it out in person.

If one day, this girl knew that she had also concealed it, and even helped the person who harmed her, would she hate him?

She...... You must hate him too, right?

……

In an abandoned building on the outskirts of Jincheng, one of the rooms.

A man's hands were clasped by a pair of steel rings, and the man was pulled off the ground and hung in mid-air for several hours.

The place where the wrist was buckled by the steel ring had been strangled with deep blood marks, and it would be broken open.

If it weren't for professional training, if you were hung for a few hours like this, you would have died a long time ago.

Ever since he was caught in the car, he was immediately blindfolded, and when he opened his eyes, he came here.

As soon as he entered the room, the men hung him like this without saying a word, and then they were all gone.

No one ever came to see it again, no one said a word.

It was daytime when I first arrived, and now it's night.

The room was pitch black, and there was not a single ray of light.

In such a dark environment, such quiet, his heart became more and more panicked.

I don't know who was able to stop him on his carefully planned route.

Could it be him?