The group was so excited that they continued to eat.

When Meng Huai walked past Mu Yao with bread, the bread in his hand fell to the ground.

Mu Yao looked at the bread on the ground, picked it up and returned it to him.

"Thank you." When Meng Huai took the bread, he took the opportunity to secretly stuff the prepared small notes into Mu Yao's hand, and then walked aside with the bread to eat.

Mu Yao rubbed her fingers slightly in her palm and clenched the note.

These naturally did not escape Yan Xie's eyes because he had been secretly paying attention to Mu Yao and Meng Huai.

Not only was Meng Huaisai's note seen by him, but Meng Huai's murderous look that looked at Mu Yao just now was also seen by him.

Meng Huaisai's small note might be asking Mu Yao out, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Mu Yao.

But based on his understanding of Mu Yao, she might kill Meng Huai.

Yesterday, Meng Huai still looked like a stranger who didn't know Mu Yao, but in just one day, she had murderous intentions.

The only time they had contact yesterday was when they went to the bathroom.

What happened at that time? Meng Huai was so mean to kill Mu Yao.

While Yan Xie was thinking about this, his eyebrows suddenly twitched.

Why did he think about this?

What does it have to do with whom he dies?

If Mu Yao died, he wouldn't have to do it anymore. Wouldn't it be nice to do it?

Yan Xie began to brainwash himself.

He just needs to kill Yan Zheng, and the life and death of others has nothing to do with him.

It doesn't matter.

Yan Xie lowered his eyes and forced him to stop thinking about those things.

We should think about how to kill Yan Zheng.

But his thoughts were not quiet, he was restless, he felt very irritable and as if he had something missing, and his heart was very empty.

This state lasted for a day.

*

night.

When it was time for the vigil, Meng Huai volunteered to watch out for the vigil and accompanied his assistant bodyguard.

"We have joined your team these days, and there is nothing we can do. Why not let us watch tonight, and you can also have a good rest."

Meng Huai and his assistant bodyguard just joined after all, and to be honest, they still couldn't believe it.

Just as Wang Kai was about to speak, Mu Yao took the lead, "I've slept during the day, I'll guard tonight, I'll guard with them."

In the end, Mu Yao and Meng Huai were determined to watch together.

By the middle of the night, everyone else fell asleep.

Meng Huai stood up, gave Mu Yao a look, and signaled her to go with him.

Without hesitation, Mu Yao stood up and followed Meng Huai to the path next to her that she couldn't walk out.

Listening to the sound of footsteps gradually moving away, Yan Xie, who was lying in the corner, opened his eyes.

The footsteps were getting farther and farther away, and gradually they were no longer heard.

The surroundings fell into silence again, with only extremely light breathing sounds.

However, this quietness made Yan Xie feel inexplicably anxious, unspeakable irritability, and a hint of uneasy panic.

He sat up and turned to look outside, his frowning eyebrows were full of irritability.

The way Mu Yao was slapped on her neck by Meng Huai and fell into a pool of blood, and the way Mu Yao was strangled by Meng Huai and gradually struggled and finally suffocated to death.

Various ways of death were circling in Yan Xie's mind, constantly stimulating his nerves.

The five words "Mu Yao is going to die" have been flashing in Yan Xie's mind.

He wanted to persuade him to stay sane, but he couldn't do it. The blood vessels in his temples were beating uncontrollably, and his dark ink pupils were stained with a hint of scarlet red.

Yan Xie finally couldn't sit still, so he controlled his mental power to knock down Meng Huai's assistant and bodyguard, and then rushed to the alley as quickly as possible.

Then he saw Mu Yao fighting with Meng Huai. Mu Yao was leaning against the wall at this time, pressing her hands against the knife that Meng Huai stabbed her.

Her hand had been scratched by the blade, and blood flowed down her fingers, dyeing her sleeves red.

Looking at the blood in Mu Yao's hands and the faint smell of blood in the air, Yan Xie felt that a certain nerve of his body seemed to be picked up, and a surge of murderous intent surged from his heart, rushing straight into his brain, disturbing his mind.

His dark ink pupils had completely turned red, as red as thick blood.

Meng Huai was shocked when he looked at Yan Xie who suddenly appeared.

Before he could react, he was thrown out, hit a tree, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Then his hand uncontrollably picked up the knife that fell to the ground and held it across his neck.

Meng Huai felt the cold and sharp blade lying on his neck, his eyes widened with fear, and his whole body was shaking out.

He wanted to shout for help in fear, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his mouth widened could not make any sound.

He wanted to move the knife away, but the hand was not under his control at all. He clenched the knife in his hand and slashed hard at his own neck.

The pain and suffocation of the flesh cut made Meng Huai completely swallowed by the despair of death. His eyes were very wide, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, full of reluctance and despair.

His body fell in a pool of blood, thrusting and feeling death.

After killing Meng Huai, Yan Xie quickly walked to Mu Yao, just as he raised his trembling hands and was about to take Mu Yao into his arms.

Mu Yao stuffed something into his hand.

Yan Xie was stunned and slowly lowered his head to see that there was a stone in his palm.

Mu Yao held Yan Xie's hand holding the stone and placed it on her own head, with her red lips slightly opened, "Don't you want to kill me? As long as you smash it down, I will die."

Yan Xie's pupils shrank, and his hands holding the stone kept shaking.

It turns out she knew it.

Yan Xie wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Because he did want to kill her before.

But when this thing really happened, he found that he couldn't accept it.

It was a very strange feeling, which made him irritated and confused, and felt very confused, with a hint of pain and bitterness.

This was a feeling that he could not understand.

A very strange emotion even disturbed his reason, and his body seemed to have reacted first.

Yan Xie reached out and held Mu Yao's hand holding his wrist, then threw the stone in his hand away.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Mu Yao, looked at her eyes tightly, and said seriously: "I don't want to kill you."

"I want you to live well."

Mu Yao looked at Yan Xie and asked, "But didn't you want to kill me before? Why do you want me to live again now?"

"Where will you change again from now on? You want me to die again?"

Yan Xie paused after listening to Mu Yao’s question, and then continued, “No, I don’t want you to die.”

"I think this is probably what you said to like, and I seem to like you a little."
Chapter completed!