Jing Meng rubbed his forehead, stood up in a daze, glanced at the surrounding area and asked softly, "Where is this?"

Where......

Where......

The sound was like water waves, spreading out in circles, reverberating and reverberating as if it was very pleasant, and Jing Meng's already somewhat confused head was even more confused at this time.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw another bright red not far ahead, which was very eye-catching.

I couldn't help but walk over at the moment.

Step by step approach, step by step excited.

His face was full of joy, and he exclaimed, "What a beautiful flower." ”

It is true that there is a flower in front of Jing Meng, and the petals are quite delicate and beautiful, but have you forgotten Jing Meng?

How did you get down just now?

"Hehe~!"

Laughing and smiling, okay, Jing Meng really forgot about what he had just done, and actually ran over with his hands and feet quite quickly, and squatted down.

Take a look at the left, idiot.

Look right and stay.

The mouth squeaked in surprise, the heart hissed beautifully, the eyes lingered, the eyes were vague, and the face was so intoxicated, as if half of the three souls and six spirits had been taken away.

"Beautiful. ”

"Beautiful~~~!"

"Hehe~~!"

The laughter mixed with the sound of praise floated into the distance in unison, melodious and really far away, but this time this leisurely voice did bring echoes.

"Hehe~!" an echo similar to Jing Meng's laughter, but as long as you listen carefully, you can feel the difference.

But at this moment, Jing Meng was stunned, and he was still a little delirious, and he was firmly absorbed by the flowers in front of him from his eyes to his heart.

"Hehe~~!"

The voice grew more and more presumptuous.

There was no echo when he laughed, he smiled and said softly, "Is it pretty?"

Jing Meng was intoxicated by the charm in front of him, and if someone dared to say the word 'not good-looking' at this moment, he might rush up and fight for his life.

Today, he nodded heavily and said, "Good-looking," Jing Meng didn't seem to be enough, and hurriedly added: "Very good-looking." ”

The voice said, "Good!"

After a moment of silence, the voice sounded again, "It's so beautiful, why don't you sniff it." ”

I don't know why, Jing Meng's face turned red when he heard it, and it was red to the root of his ears, what did he think, what did he think of with such an intoxicated look?

At this moment, Jing Meng is like a stealing cat.

Eager.

Probes the brain.

I thought, but I couldn't help but be afraid.

The thief is bold, Jing Meng is also one of the good hands, the abrupt head and face probed forward, sniffed fiercely, and the fragrance was in the brain.

More stunned senses.

Lost the mind even more.

"Hehe~~!"

The voice laughed softly, and if there was nothing, he said, "It's good to give it to you." ”

Such a good thing, Jing Meng really hesitated, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, as if he wanted to agree, but his expression was full of hesitation, as if he was afraid of blasphemy...

Definitely didn't think about it.

It's definitely a fantasy.....

Blushing and timid, he asked in a low voice, "Is it really possible?"

Seeing this, the voice seemed to be a little excited, and hurriedly replied: "What's not to do, if you really like it, just hug it." ”

It is men who do not hesitate.

Blood Qi Fang Gang just thought.

Jing Meng stretched out his arms in front of him, the flower was so fragile, it was actually broken under the hug, what a big red flower.

Holding the big red flower in his arms, Jing Meng is full of red light.

"Hehe~!"

Smiling, his face was full of excitement and intoxication, but Jing Meng did see a figure with the same face as himself slowly retreating in front of him in a vague trance.

His mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something, and his expression seemed to be praying for something.

But I didn't hear anything, because I didn't hear it, so I thought I didn't see it

He retreated faster and faster.

His hand was raised, and he grabbed it again and again, as if trying to hold on to something.

But I don't seem to be able to help him, with a big red flower in my hand, how can I free my hand to keep you.

There is an end to retreat.

Behind the backward shadow, a fully blooming flower waited quietly, trembling with excitement as the shadow kept getting closer.

"Ah~!"

Suddenly hearing a roar, Jing Meng woke up in an instant, and his eyes were fixed, and he instantly understood that the appearance similar to himself was not a wisp of his own soul, it was his own howl.

I stretched out my hand and wanted to grab it.

"Whew~!"

It was indeed too late, and the wisp of soul had already been captured by the flower, and when it came into contact with its own soul, it suddenly shrank into a bud, waiting for it to open, and instantly escaped into darkness.

"Huhuhu~~!"

Jing Meng's face turned pale, thinking that he understood what the shadow was trying to express by grasping the closure of his mouth just now.

In the end, he scolded himself for being stupid, and he hated it, and at first he thought that he still had hope, but in the end, he was confused and let himself down.

Sold himself himself.

Pitted yourself yourself.

"Hey~!"

Behind him, he sneered, it seemed to be in its original form, thinking that it didn't need to be pretended, and said: "Welcome to become a member of the Red Flower Society, your code name is 'Seven.'" ’”

Jing Meng snorted coldly and was already scolding when he turned around: "What are you trying to do pretending to be a ghost?", but the moment his eyes were fixed on him, he really stood stunned, and he couldn't spit out a word.

A face in front of me.

Fair jade.

But this face is too white, it is not a pale pathology, it is too clean white, so that there is nothing left on the face but white.

Empty.

Let's put it this way, it's a face, because it's on the head, it's a layer of skin, it seems to be much more appropriate, there is no mouth, no eyes, no nose, no ears, but the black hair is quite neatly trimmed.

Jing Meng stared, as if he wanted to find traces of his facial features from this face.

But after hard work.

Believed.

It doesn't.

"Hehe~~!"

Laughing, the scolding that was originally laughed at was no longer scolding, the corners of the mouth were raised to ridicule, the corners of the eyes were sneering, and the whole face was pity, and said: "How can it be like this....", saying that it was indeed a look of envy on his cheeks, half of his face was vague, and half of his face was anxious: "What kind of technique is this, it can be peeled so cleanly, I really want to learn." ”

No skin, no face, no expression.

The Faceling seems to have a lot of self-cultivation.

Seeing Jing Meng's ridicule like this, he was not angry, but after thinking about it, his face became a skin, and you could detect it when he was angry.

The Facelings seem to be mute.

Not a word, not a word.

After a long time, Jing Mengke couldn't hold it back, yelled in his mouth, and scolded: "What do you want to do this skinless and faceless guy, what are you trying to do when you arrest me, I Jing Meng is lazy and can't do anything, playing money and gambling is a strong point, do you want to raise?"

The Faceling finally had a voice come out, sneered, and said coldly, "Really....?"

The sound is like magic.

Suddenly, it was as if a pair of big hands were pressed on his shoulders, and the tortured bones rattled, and the tortured knees rattled, as if the spine was about to shatter without paying attention to the burden.

gritted his teeth, and the sweat the size of beans fell down on his forehead one by one.

"Heh~!"

Hearing him laugh, the weight on his shoulders suddenly dissipated, and his body couldn't help but shake, and he sat on the ground without standing firmly, sweating on his forehead and panting in his mouth.

The Faceling smiled and asked smugly, "Have you taken it?"

Jing Meng's face darkened.

Glaring.

Such a dignified face seems to be admired, without saying a word, his face is full of coldness, as if he is strong, but his heart is indeed bitter.

What is this place?

What the hell is this guy?

What is he trying to do with himself?

The Faceling, as if sensing his own thoughts, moved his feet to his side, his hand raised before he could reach him, and he grabbed himself like a chick by buttoning his neckline.

The face has no eyes, but you can feel that it is looking at itself.

The voice under the face came: "This is not a place for you to splash and roll, if you look for death, make a sound, there will be no corpse immediately, here is what you want, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it." ”

To be captured is to hate.

Listen to anger in your voice.

Jing Meng's eyes must have rushed to his heart, and he immediately howled: "What can you give me, can you make me stronger, can you make me go to the capital city in an instant?"

These two are the most urgent.

Time has passed, I don't know how long I've been trapped here, maybe now the competition has passed, and the daylilies are cold.

This makes me how good, what does this make me do.

"Haha~~!"

The faceless man did suddenly burst out laughing, looked at Jing Meng and said quite proudly: "The frog at the bottom of the well with short-sightedness, the Red Flower Dao method is thousands of miles between a line, and it is only a little distance from here to the capital, just a blink of an eye, as for becoming stronger, you can find it yourself." ”

"Hey~~!"

Jing Meng sneered, his face was full of sneer, and he said casually: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child, bragging, you're living like this, you have no skin and no face to be like this, and you want to lie to my child." ”

"Whew~~!"

Feel the breath.

Feel the wind and rain change.