Two figures swept by like the wind.

The door of the guest room in the corner opened and closed in the blink of an eye.

Although it didn't make much noise, it left everyone looking at each other in confusion.

As one of the parties involved, Xiaoying felt his world spin for a while, and then he ran into darkness from the brightly lit corridor.

Fortunately, darkness does not mean lack of light.

The moonlight outside the window was a little dim through the window paper, but it was enough to show that this was a very clean and tidy guest room.

Perhaps for the old couple, who are over sixty years old and can still grow vegetables, chop firewood, cook, and live a good life on their own, they still have enough energy left to ensure the daily cleanliness of each room and live a fulfilling life.

It should be something interesting and enjoyable.

There is a table, a pair of chairs, and two beds in the room.

The table is against the wall and next to the window.

The pair of chairs have their backs side by side and their seats tucked under the table.

The two beds are placed against the left and right walls respectively, symmetrically facing each other.

The pillows and quilts on the bed were all made exactly the same.

Everything in the house is neatly arranged.

Xiaoying, who was leaning against the wall, had his eyes slowly adapted to the light in the room, but his heart was still in a mess.

Xiaoying's right hand was only an inch away from the door handle, but he had no chance to rush out.

Because there was a hand on the door.

And because there is a pair of eyes that are as bright as the stars at night, so close.

That hand is Mo Li, or rather Leng Mei's left hand.

Leng Mei's eyes should naturally be very bright, after all, she was once the number one female killer in the Demon Palace.

Although Leng Mei may have just spread her palms on the door panel without using any force.

Although the cold and charming eyes are not aggressive at all.

Xiaoying didn't dare to move at all.

It's been half an hour.

Everyone outside the house had finished selecting guest rooms and went inside to rest for a while, waiting for the innkeeper and his wife to cook the meal before calling them out to eat.

Bing Yi and others seemed to be reminded by the smiling Maitreya, and they were very wise and did not disturb the two people in the room.

Therefore, it was still quiet inside the house.

To untie the bell, one must tie the bell. Leng Mei spoke first to break the silence in the room.

"How long do you want to hide for?"

Leng Mei wanted to suppress her voice and try to appear as cold as possible.

But when she thought about her impulsive behavior that was not in line with her usual behavior, and saw the ignorant and clumsy look of the person in front of her, she couldn't help but laugh, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth, causing her voice to tremble.

Xiaoying, who was leaning against the wall, did not respond immediately.

It's just that his eyes blinked a little more frequently, and sometimes they narrowed into a line, and sometimes they forced themselves to open wide, as if they were a little panicked.

"Can't see clearly?"

Xiaoying's actions are all in Leng Mei's eyes.

One inch, two inches, three inches.

Leng Mei moved closer to the other party and gently stood on her tiptoes.

Three inches, two inches, one inch.

The distance between the two bodies is only one inch.

There was no room for a fist to fit between the two faces.

In Xiaoying's line of sight, a slightly vague face kept enlarging before his eyes and became clearer.

With their eyes facing each other, Xiaoying felt as if the air in front of his nose had been suddenly sucked dry. His chest felt tight and he could hardly breathe. However, his eyes were fixed on the face of the person opposite him without blinking.

This face has a lot of black hair that has dried on the face due to sweat. Fortunately, it is not stained with blood, and it still looks clean and tidy. After washing it, it will definitely show the smooth and smooth skin.

Coupled with her elegant nose, cherry lips, curved eyebrows, and bright eyes with long eyelashes, she can be called a charming beauty.

Come to think of it, even if a woman sees this charming smile and cold and handsome face, she will be upset.

What's more, the two of them are so close that they can feel each other's warm breath.

Given the silence in the room right now, it's almost not hard to hear someone's heart beating like a drum!

"Haven't seen enough?"

There was a hint of annoyance in Leng Mei's tone, and the toes she stood on were a little weak, so she could only raise her right hand to support her body on the wall to maintain balance.

Fortunately, the light in the room was dim, and even those who were close to Chi Chi could not see any difference in her expression.

It's just that her tone and gesture didn't seem like they should be shown in front of another woman.

unless……

"Look, I can't see enough..."

Finally, I waited for Xiaoying's response.

However, Xiaoying's voice is also extremely strange.

The first sound at the beginning was the same hoarse voice that everyone often hears these days.

But the next three words were said much more sonorously, and it sounded even more like a man's voice!

"Xiaoying" is no longer just a piece of wood.

His right hand moved and wrapped around Leng Mei's waist.

With a movement of his left hand, he gently lifted Leng Mei's right arm, which was pressed against the wall, onto his shoulder.

Let Leng Mei lean her body against hers.

Then he reached out and gently pushed away the hair that was stuck on Leng Mei's face, smoothing it down one by one.

At first, Leng Mei was somewhat resistant.

But when the two were close to each other, she once again felt the trust that they had when they faced the enemy side by side a few months ago and tonight, trusting each other to protect their back and even body.

So she let it go.

Her right hand also groped for the edge of his mandible under the guidance of "Xiaoying", and slowly tore off a layer of uneven skin.

Revealing that stern face with shallow eyebrows and sharp eyes, thin cheeks.

Leng Mei can be Mo Li, and Mo Li can also be Leng Mei.

Because they are actually the same person, they just have different names.

But Xiaoying is Xiaoying and cannot be someone else.

Unless the original Xiaoying is dead or has been lost.

And there is really no other person in the world who can make Leng Mei "throw herself into his arms" like this for the first time.

Neither her biological brother Feng Shan nor Long Duoduo, who was more of a biological brother than a real brother, would have made her like this.

Only the person who lived a paradise-like life under the same roof with her, experienced back-to-back life and death tests, and regained a new life together, could she treat him differently.

There is no doubt that "Xiaoying" is Jiang Yichen.

Leng Mei then asked her first question, "Does Xiaoying really exist?"

Jiang Yichen replied: "Of course, even if Xiao An and Xiao Lian are not familiar with each other in the same dyeing workshop, they should have heard of the name Xiao Ying."

"Is Xiaoying dead or alive?"

"After I rescued Xiaoying who was in a coma from the dyeing workshop, I helped her stabilize her injuries. After she regained consciousness, I gave her some medicine and some money. After asking her opinion, I took her to find a willing household in the local area.

The simple couple who adopted her as their daughter stayed with them, and told them that when something unexpected happened in the dyeing shop soon, Xiaoying would be free and no longer need to hide."

"Well, the arrangements are pretty good. Then you continue to hide in the dyeing workshop to go to Shaqing?"

Leng Mei knew very well that Jiang Yichen had already listed Sha Qing as a person who must be killed. After all, if it weren't for Sha Qing, the location of Xishan Island would not have been exposed to the evil sect so early, and then Jiang Yichen's relatives and friends might have been spared from death.

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"Yes, after I got rid of the ghost enchantress, I accidentally discovered the hiding place of Sha Qing and Yulin Long. The ghost enchantress was not easy to attack. In addition, I was running around for days, and I was in poor condition. I really couldn't communicate with the two of them.

The capital of a head-on confrontation. It happened that there were a lot of scars on his back, and there was also a tattoo on his forehead, which matched the injured area of ​​Xiaoying. It was enough to make it look fake, so he lurked down, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one strike. Who knew that before he got the opportunity, he actually waited for it?

Got you~"

Leng Mei felt relieved after hearing Jiang Yichen's few words. On the one hand, she was relieved by it, but on the other hand, she was worried about it.

She was relieved that Jiang Yichen had let go. At least she could see that Jiang Yichen would no longer be manipulated by hatred, but would instead act step by step and make decisions before taking action.
To be continued...