Chapter 64: Mu Qing

"Hehe, is it another poor man?"

Just as Ji Wuchen looked at the non-stop roaring and crying on the ground, his voice was sad. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 When the scalp of Hu Lao, who looked miserable, was numb, there was a sudden exclamation with a little pity in his ears.

Ji Wuchen was shocked when he heard this, and when he turned around, he only saw that he was standing beside him at this moment, as always, without a trace of dust on his body, wearing a white shirt, looking like Mu Qing, but the black-rimmed glasses he had been wearing disappeared for a while.

Seeing Ji Wuchen looking at him, Mu Qing didn't react as if he didn't see it, but directly crossed over Ji Wuchen, and focused his eyes on "Hu Lao" who was whimpering and sobbing at the moment, without a little fear and strangeness, but a touch of pity and regret that others could not perceive and a touch of amusement passed in the depths of his eyes.

But in the eyes of others, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this, as if this should be his normal performance.

"You know what's going on with him, don't you?"

Ji Wuchen frowned, was silent for a long time, and finally asked hoarsely, although this was the case, but when he looked at Mu Qing, there was also a little uncertainty in his eyes.

"Of course I know what's going on."

Although Mu Qing looked at "Hu Lao" with pity in his eyes, he didn't stop in his mouth, only heard him standing quietly in place and looking at "Hu Lao", and slowly spoke.

"But on what basis do you think I'm going to tell you?"

With a sneer, Mu Qing glanced at Ji Wuchen's somewhat gloomy face and sneered.

"Who the hell are you? What exactly is the purpose! ā€

Squinting, Ji Wuchen held back the displeasure in his heart, and gritted his teeth word by word.

At this moment, Ji Wuchen seemed to remember something, his pupils instantly shrank, he forcibly held back the waves in his heart, and looked at Mu Qing in front of him, his steps slowly and gradually retreated, his whole body was extremely tense, his eyes were vigilant, and he said in shock.

"No, I remembered, you weren't here at all from the time that giant coffin appeared, I clearly remember that I didn't see you at all, where were you at that time, or where did you go, you weren't Mu Qing at all, damn it, who the hell are you!!"

"Hehe, who am I?"

When Mu Qing heard this, he didn't immediately respond to Ji Wuchen's question, but instead muttered a repeater, turned his head, looked at Ji Wuchen, who slowly retreated and kept a distance from him, and said with a playful look in his eyes.

"Yes, who am I? Who do you think I'll be? ā€

"I'm Mu Qing, I'm you! Who else do you think I am? Are you right, my dear...... King. ā€

While speaking, the corners of Mu Qing's mouth swept over a curved arc at the same time, and he smiled, at first it was just a faint sarcastic smile, but slowly as time passed, it turned into a rampant laughter, and his face was extremely hideous and distorted.

"My dear king, look at your present appearance, how lowly, how small, even a small shadow corpse can kill you, and now you are so like a lowly dog."

"Why, don't you even remember me? Ha, I forgot, you're not you anymore, what a pathetic fellow, you don't even know who you are. ā€

Laughing and sneering wantonly, Mu Qing's hideous face showed an indescribable pleasure, as if the resentment over the years had been stimulated.

After a long time, he slowly calmed down, looked at Ji Wuchen with a very strange look, and his expression instantly turned into a very weak aura, which made people a little caught off guard and felt an indescribable strange aura.

"But why do you want to, why don't you remember me? I'm looking for you...... It's been so long......"

The moonlight shone on his face, obscuring a layer of shadows, so that his face began to gradually take on a state of half hideousness and half gentleness, mixed together in an extremely strange way, but with an unbelievable sense of harmony, as if this was the original appearance of this person.

At this time, Mu Qing was even more weird and evil in Ji Wuchen's eyes than the "Hu Lao" who was holding and crying on the ground, he was simply a demon.

"Brother, don't you really know me, you really make me feel cold like this......"

Mu Qing looked at Ji Wuchen, who was vigilant and constantly retreating, and slowly began to walk into him, the faces of half angels and half demons were constantly crossed, and he said softly, and even gradually brought a little grievance in his tone, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a little teardrop, like the sister next door who was robbed of candy, although this description is very weird, but in fact, it seems that only in this way can the scene in front of him be explained more appropriately, and at the same time, the scene in front of him also made Ji Wuchen feel a tingle on his scalp.

Ji Wuchen kept retreating, listening to Mu Qing's words, an indescribable anger gradually surged in his heart, but the moment he raised his eyes to see Mu Qing, he disappeared strangely, as if he had never appeared.

Although Ji Wuchen still barely maintained a calm on the surface at the moment, he still couldn't hide the increasingly gloomy in his eyes.

"Who the hell are you!"

Shaking his head, putting aside the vibration in his heart, Ji Wuchen gritted his teeth word by word.

"It's really chilling, brother, how can you not know me so quickly, we have only met before."

Suddenly, looking at Ji Wuchen's continuous retreat, Mu Qing's expression was soft, and he said resentfully, and then he could see him frowning, and there seemed to be some tears faintly flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"But why!! Why do you take everything from me, why is everything yours!! I'm not reconciled. ā€

Mu Qing said, but his originally resentful face suddenly began to be extremely distorted, a trace of unwillingness and resentment flashed in his eyes, and he pointed at Ji Wuchen hysterically and yelled fiercely, and then slowly approached Ji Wuchen step by step.

Seeing him as he spoke, he stretched out his hand, revealing his long and sharp nails to shine with cold light, like those shadow corpses, Mu Qing slowly raised his hand, pulled his face, and then began to tear it off little by little in Ji Wuchen's shocked gaze, revealing an extremely white and feminine face.

And the moment he saw that face, Ji Wuchen's hand, which was originally hanging low, suddenly tightened and clenched it tightly.