On autumn nights, thick clouds obscure the moonlight. The drizzle rolled down from the spear grass house, like a whisper between lovers.

In the haze, Ming Zheng seemed to hear someone talking, Ming Zheng felt a little uneasy for no reason, but everything was obtained.

A sharp cold sword was gently pressed against her cheek.

It's a cold temperature, with a fierce spirit.

Immediately, a shadow fell on her.

Ming Zheng woke up from his dream and was captured by the cold. Ming Zheng stopped in one breath, and he couldn't go up or down.

By the faint light outside the curtain, the water light in the eyes of the Ming Zheng wrapped a pool, the confused look was scattered, the Ming Zheng was shocked, at that time, it was just a blink of an eye, the waves in the eyes of the Ming Zheng were as big as the Fahai cast the spell to drown the Jinshan Temple, the Ming Zheng was frightened and the room was on the edge, smelling a cold incense, the incense is with the smell of the wood meridian, it is the taste of the mountains and forests, and there is also the taste of the Ming Zheng attachment to be safe and comfortable, very cold and cold, the shadow is close, the Ming Zheng stood up tremblingly, forced to overlap with the shadow,

Through a piece of light, you can vaguely discern the outline of the person's overly stunning facial features.

Mingzheng's brain stiffened for a moment, and Mingzheng subconsciously shouted: "Before, senior?"

Ming Zheng turned around, but the person in front of him was full of arms, Ming Zheng's heart wrapped in the heartbeat was very fast, like an uncontrolled jump, Ming Zheng always felt that something was going to happen, Ming Zheng trembled and stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to use force, he just hit loosely, in a very low attitude, as if begging for mercy, not to circle his hands, and raise his eyes.

Pei Zhenliu thought that Ming Zheng would react like this, but he didn't make any moves, he just lowered his head.

"Huh?" Pei Zhenliu responded in a low voice, the curtain on the couch swayed lightly, and a few rays of candlelight shone through the curtain on the cold white and thin skin of the visitor, and the dark shadow that fell when he lowered his eyes showed that Pei Zhenliu's pupils were extremely dark, even if he was afraid of being half-hugged by the suspicious Ming Zheng.

Pei Zhen's nose is very high, and his eyebrows and eyes are naturally cold, but at this time, his eyelids are lazily drooping, and his long eyelashes are half drooping.

Pei Zhenliu just stiffened, but he didn't hide, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this posture, so he only bent his lower lip slightly. "Gone. ”

"Go?" Ming Zheng didn't come back to his senses.

Pei Zhenliu's eyes were calm and didn't even have any temperature.This is different from ordinary indifference, Ming Zheng sensed the danger, but Mu Na and Pingzi followed Pei Zhenliu away, and even brought things that he didn't have time to clean up.

The autumn wind blew on the face of the Ming Zheng, and the Ming Zheng suddenly woke up, and the time around him was temporarily still, no, the feet stepped on the dried leaves, and the Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu coldly.

Ming Zheng doesn't look like Pei Zhenliu in the past, except for the autumn wind, there is no movement, and even the noise of the autumn special son is gone.

Only silence and desolation remained.

Ming Zheng has always been kind to people, but now, Ming Zheng is not affectionate, Ming Zheng with the biggest evil actually wants the worst ending, Ming Zheng with a voice, let himself calm down, raised his eyes and stared at Pei Zhenliu, beautiful pupils are decorated with fine light, with a little cautious scrutiny. "Seniors, what about them?"

How could there be no one......

Ming Zheng thought, his eyes didn't move much, how could Pei Zhenliu be compassionate, what did Pei Zhenliu want to do.

Pei Zhenliu didn't answer for a while, and his back was extremely dark.

After a while, he suddenly bent his lower lip, but Ming Zheng didn't react. Pei Zhenliu suddenly leaned over.

Pei Zhenliu's breath was overwhelming, Pei Zhenliu's red lips were less than an inch away from Mingzheng, Mingzheng was afraid that Pei Zhenliu would suddenly extinguish his mouth, and his heart beat faster because of this pitiful intimacy, Mingzheng retreated, and couldn't help but rise angrily, Mingzheng's two extreme emotions were intertwined, his face was flat, but his face was red, how weird it was.

Pei Zhenliu's black pupils stared at Ming Zheng faintly, with obvious persecution, and asked in a very soft voice, "People?"

Ming Zheng seemed to chuckle, as if he was mocking. It seems that he is just stating the incident, Pei Zhenliu suppressed your voice, and the words fell in the wind, which aroused the goosebumps of Ming Zheng,

Ming Zheng didn't answer.

Pei Zhenliu was calm, his eyes were gloomy in the dark light, and the moment he lowered his head and met the eyes of Ming Zheng, who had been carefully observing Pei Zhenliu, Pei Zhenliu suddenly hooked his lips, and his slightly cool voice was as light as a sigh. "You still call me senior? ”

Knowing what, Ming Zheng closed his eyes and collapsed in the sea of his divine consciousness with an expressionless face.

Yes, what kind of person is Pei Zhenliu.

What kind of person should Pei Zhenliu be.

Ming Zheng thinks...... is what.

Pei Zhenliu has never been a good person, Pei Zhenliu is a demon, Pei Zhenliu is a demon, Ming Zheng is lying, he doesn't care, Pei Zhenliu has already recognized Ming Zheng, and now, poke this piece of paper, why bother......

There was a brief silence.

Ming Zheng didn't pay attention to Pei Zhuliu.

No words.

Pei Zhenliu didn't need to answer.

What about people.

Mingzheng suddenly found himself very scared, Pei Zhenliu personally said to Mingzheng that ,—— are all dead.

Ming Zheng is afraid of the dead.

It's cold, it's not warm.

Yes, Ming Zheng remembered a paragraph, and was almost forgotten by Ming Zheng, it was full of cold incense.

It rained heavily that night, and Ming Zheng was the only one in the huge palace, and Ming Zheng saw that there was a moon-white robe hanging to the ground, with a strong bloody smell.

And before that, Ming Zheng saw it with his own eyes

Blood hit the ground, and a large area of red slush.

Ming Zheng once asked Ah Shang that when Ming Zheng came back, those who assassinated Ming Zheng... Pei Zhenliu ignored those people.

Ah Shang was still hostile to Ming Zheng, so he spoke coldly and mocked. If you want to know, I'll take you. ”

Ming Zheng has always been vigilant, but that day he was ghostly, and he realized that he followed Ah Shang to that dark prison.

Ming Zheng saw standing alone in that dark place, Pei Zhenliu looked white, but as cold as Shura, Pei Zhenliu's strength was gentle and gentle, and even the movements that crossed people's heads were full of elegance, but cutting people was cruel, and they cut melons, but Pei Zhenliu's behavior was very perverted, and the people under Pei Zhenliu died extremely elegantly.

Ming Zheng was startled, and Pei Zhenliu found Ming Zheng.

Ming Zheng was holding on to it, but there were blood dripping on Ming Zheng's face and neck, and Ming Zheng raised his eyes in astonishment.

On one side was a bloodless face, with a knife and axe, his eyebrows flying into the painting, and the corners of his mouth were scarlet.

That year, Pei Zhenliu was seventeen.

But it was only for a moment, Mingzheng stabilized his mind again, and he was not busy standing up, his little head was raised, and Mingzheng looked at Pei Zhenliu.

Ming Zheng returns to reality, Ming Zheng

He grabbed his fingers and struggled slightly.

It's just that .......... people who have no sorrow are all dead, Ming Zheng's feet are stacked on the shadow of Pei Zhenliu. I heard that there is no sorrow for those who have no end...... It's all amazing. All of them are a dozen tens, and they are good players.

So

How long has Pei Zhenliu been planning, one day., ten days, October, or ten years, oh, that's right, Mingzheng seems to be very familiar with the rules of no sorrow, Mingzheng thought, Pei Zhenliu is not working hard, but, so far, there is no movement, Mingzheng is rampage here, no surprise, no one, think about it, there is really no one.........

Ming Zheng suddenly looked like a middle-aged uncle with a smile on his face, and he remembered the middle-aged uncle, the little apprentice who looked like a bald man with a strong iron head, and those who looked fierce and good......

Mingzheng should still praise Pei Zhenliu for being cold-blooded, or should he say that Pei Zhenliu is calculating......

What about the Ming Zheng, did Pei Zhenliu abandon the Ming Zheng. If not, is Ming Zheng among them, in this game of chess, what role should Ming Zheng himself be, Pei Zhenliu is not interested in killing her, or is he nostalgic for his old feelings? Suddenly cruel. What about Ming Zheng, Ming Zheng is very important to Pei Zhenliu, or should it be said that Zheng is still a little useful and valuable to Pei Zhenliu, but no sadness has always been a neutral place.

Becoming a big thing, not a small section, Pei Zhenliu's career is very strong, but it is not very fair to people who have no sorrow.

Mingzheng didn't think it was right, but why did he always think about the problem.........

Ming Zheng suddenly felt very cold.

If, Mingzheng just started to stop him Pei Zhenliu, would it be better, I am ashamed to bury Mingzheng, there is really if, Mingzheng thought, Pei Zhenliu has other ways to go up the mountain, so, there is no difference. Can.. ...... Why, what, or why did the people of the Fengyue Sect appear here, what was the premeditation, Ming Zheng didn't dare to think about it.

But now that he is under the house, Mingzheng has to compromise first, Mingzheng has always been spineless, but he has a little hatred.

Although Ming Zheng still looks bright and arrogant on the surface, it is not like when he was a child, everything is written on his face.

The corners of Ming Zheng's lips tugged slightly, and his gaze slowly fell back to Pei Zhenliu, "Senior, what are you called, you are not this father." ”

Ming Zheng sounded pitiful, and with some meaning, it fluttered into people's ears

Ming Zheng was in a hurry, embarrassed, under the moonlight, Ming Zheng's curly eyelashes flickered again, a pair of small hands held the skirt, the fingertips under the light were slightly white, looking at the little pitiful appearance, it was the most honest child in the family.

Ming Zheng seemed to be a little afraid of him.

The eyes are facing each other.

Ming Zheng was stunned for a moment, Ming Zheng was a little embarrassed, and the next moment, Ming Zheng covered up the past.

Pei Zhenliu stopped, as if he had just faced Mingzheng. Ming Zheng felt that his state was not very good for a moment, and he was very nervous, Pei Zhenliu obviously saw that Ming Zheng's back was a lot straighter.

Pei Zhenliu just used it so easily that the time around him was temporarily still.

Pei Zhenliu's brows furrowed secretly.

Ming Zheng's standing posture remained unchanged, the smile on the corner of his mouth was mixed with a touch of bitterness, and the courage that he had finally mustered up was punctured by Pei Zhenliu's casual action.

Mingzheng knew that Pei Zhenliu was looking at him, and Mingzheng suddenly couldn't help himself. Ming Zheng didn't dare to raise his head, and he couldn't wait to pick the three rooms with his feet.

Until, Ming Zheng caught a glimpse of a corner of light-colored clothes passing past one hundred and ninety-one one hundred and ninety-one and ninety-one