"This, what's going on" The girl couldn't help but take a few steps back in fright, and said, looking very panicked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who are you and how did you get here," said the fake February.

Februaryhong couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect to meet in this way, but only those who were familiar with him knew how much anger this smile was mixed with.

"Hehe, I don't blame you for pretending to be me, but you treat my wife like this, which makes me very angry, doesn't it, Liu Long" Februaryhong said.

What, Liu Long, Ji Feng thought in his heart, this is interesting, what kind of person is this Liu Long.

Monsoon hid in the other space and looked at Februaryhong, and at this time, he was wearing a mask on his face, which was the one He Ruofan gave him, which was really effective, at least no one saw it.

But what kind of person is this Liu Long, why does he look so similar to Februaryhong, and Februaryhong seems to know him, it's really interesting.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, Februaryhong, I'm dead, but you can chase me here, it seems really unusual, what about your master, where did that old bastard go" Liu Long didn't hide it much, and said it directly.

"Hmph, you covet my identity in the world, and you always want to replace me, but I didn't expect that when you go to hell, you still have such a dirty purpose, you really haven't grown" Februaryhong said disdainfully.

"Yes, I'm just going to do this, I can't help it, but don't forget, this is hell, and I've been living for so long, no one can doubt me at all, not even your father and mother don't have the slightest doubt, who let your parents die at such a young age" Liu Long said, very proud.

"That's right, you're right, but I'm curious, how did you convince them that you were Februaryhong, and they hadn't even seen me grow up," Februaryhong asked with some confusion.

"Hahaha," Liu Long laughed loudly, very proud, "I have to say, your ancestor is really a master, he set up a formation in hell, and he can transfer all the people related to the Red Mansion to some places very close to this place after death,

And your stewards of the past generations know what you look like, so as long as I look the same as you, there is no problem at all, plus I am your special stand-in, and my behavior is even more decent, why do you say I can take your place?"

Liu Long explained very clearly, so that Februaryhong also had to say that it was simply a creation to make people, I didn't expect it to be so complicated, who would have thought that Februaryhong's ancestors would have such a powerful ability.

"Really? It's really amazing" Februaryhong clapped her hands and said that it was almost there, "but you shouldn't be so cruel to the girl, she is my wife, not something you can bully casually"

Februaryhong said angrily, walked up to the somewhat sluggish girl, protected her behind her, and stared at Liu Long with her eyes, for fear that he would do something.

"Oh, it's really your wife," Liu Long said in surprise, "You didn't go to your wife when I died, I didn't expect you to be able to get your wife from this noodle stall, I really didn't expect it."

If she hadn't appeared here, and said that she was your wife, I was afraid that something would happen, so I sent her to the kitchen, but I didn't expect it to be really your wife, but what to say, to be honest, it's really not good, it's very unpalatable" Liu Long said mercilessly.

"You..." Februaryred was furious.

But just when he was about to get angry, his hand was wrapped in a pair of weak and petite hands, which were the girl.

"Husband, is it really you" The girl said with tears in her eyes, "I thought you didn't like me anymore, it wasn't you, but why, why did you come here, could it be that you also..."

"It's okay" Februaryhong smiled and soothed, "I'm not dead, I'm just here, the meaning is not clear, I'll tell you when I solve this person who is pretending to be me" Februaryhong said softly, turning to face Liu Long.

"Hahaha..." Liu Long laughed loudly, "Erhong, I know that my martial arts are not as good as you, He Ruofan, that old guy is not bad at training you, but what do you think I am saying these words to you for, is it just to tell you the answer to reminisce about the past?"

"Then what are you for," February-red asked.

"Of course it's waiting for someone," Liu Long said, at this time, Erhong realized that unconsciously, there were a lot of lurking people around him, and they were slowly gathering.

"You are really still as despicable as before" Februaryhong scolded angrily, holding the girl's hands tightly with her right hand, turning her head and whispering, "Girl, close your eyes, it will be fine in a while"

"Aren't you afraid that they won't dare to do anything when they see me?" asked February.

"Hehe, it's a coincidence, the person I invited is not from the Red Mansion, but the monitoring team from the branch here in Central City, they only recognize tokens, not people," Liu Long said very proudly.

"Really?" Februaryhong chuckled softly, "But aren't you curious about why I'm here, and you seem to be aware of it, I'm not a soul body at all, so I'm not curious to come here alive?"

Hearing Erhong say this, Liu Long was shocked, and he was nervous for a while, he actually forgot about this matter, for fear that he would leak his identity and lose such a huge suspicion.

But it seems that it is too late now, and a black long sword has been condensed in February's red hand, and the breath that leaks slightly from the long sword makes Liu Long very frightened, and he feels that his soul is a little unsupportable, and he is very scared in his heart.

"Give it all to me, kill him" Liu Long shouted loudly, in his heart, as long as he killed Eryuehong, the rest of the explanations were very simple things, if he died in hell, there was really no way to resurrect him, his soul was destroyed, how to live, at this time Liu Long had the worst plan.

As soon as Liu Long's token came out, everyone quickly surrounded Februaryhong, and the blades in their hands were all aimed at Februaryhong, which made Februaryhong, who had been dealing with the evil spirits without weapons for so long, still a little uncomfortable.

However, Februaryhong is not an ordinary person, not to mention the death power left by the monsoon in his hand to restrain the soul, and the martial arts that He Ruofan handed over to him at the beginning, they are all magic weapons to defeat the enemy・・・・・・・