Hong Zhao asked himself, "I am not a good person, but I will not be kind-hearted at will."
She helped Qinghua just because the woman had a very unusual relationship with Jun Xian before. If she could cure her, she might find some useful clues from it, and make it clear indirectly, and she was always confused at that time.
The problem solved.
But now she is unconscious and talks in a mess. Can she really ask the answer she wants?
"Qingai, look at me carefully. Do you still remember who I am?"
"You..."
Qinghua tilted her head and muttered her lips, gestured to the woman in front of her, and burst out laughing.
"Hehe... she's pretty and has a personality! I, I want this hairstyle too! I want it too!"
"You... are really..."
Hong Zhao watched her twitching claws in front of him, enjoying her endlessly. She immediately turned black and her forehead was leaping up with blue veins. She was patient and grabbed her shoulders and scolded her fiercely.
"Okay! Don't be crazy! Look carefully, who am I?"
Qinghua was frightened by her and stared at her, and unconsciously widened her eyes. When her dull eyes looked at her strange eyes, she suddenly screamed in horror.
"ah--!"
"It's you! It's you!"
"You, have you remembered?"
Hong Zhao was surprised and overjoyed. She couldn't wait to right her face and let her look at her well.
"That's right, it's me, it's Hongzhao, right? Tell me, what do you think of? Who made you look like this? Tell me!"
"Hongzhao...Hongzhao...you, don't come over, go away quickly! Go!"
Qinghuan was no longer calmly flapping her hands, using all her strength, and pushed the other person away. Then she curled up and hid under the table and shivered.
"I'm going to kill someone... I'm going to kill someone! They're coming, they're coming!"
"Who is coming? You make it clear."
Hong Zhao was confused when she heard it, and she had no idea what she was talking about. She frowned instinctively.
"He...he's right next to you..."
"What?"
Hong Zhao's heart was shocked, and the moment his pupils contracted, and when he turned around, a sharp murderous intent pierced the sky and returned to peace.
…………
The Palm of Sin intends to kill the life of others, but when he sees it, he is about to be judged. The harsh sword sounds from the sky, breaks its move, blocks its palm, and shakes away the enemy. He stands in front of him, and no one dares to step forward.
"Ghost Sword!"
Yaoyao's light shines, and Hongzhao's eyebrows and eyes were sunken with an unhappy expression.
The ability of the ghost sword to appear here means Die Xiaoyue has not gone far.
"Ha... I didn't expect that you never believed me. It's so sad and ironic!"
"You are wrong. What I don't believe in is not Hongzhao, but you."
Xiaoyue appeared in response, looked at her indifferently, then took back the ghost sword and stood up with a serious look.
"Who are you...the hell!"
"Your words are a bit unnecessary. At this moment, isn't your friend Hongzhao standing in front of you? If I think the distance is too far, I don't mind walking to you so that you can do it once
See enough.”
"Stop it. If you take a step forward, I will kill you now!"
Xiaoyue showed a cruel look, and the uncovered warning came towards the other party with a cold chill.
Hong Zhao's movements came to an abrupt end in the middle of the road, and the footsteps that had just been raised gently lowered, and he smiled without losing his demeanor.
"What's wrong with you? Xiaoyue, why do you keep turning me away? I really don't understand where I did it wrong, and it just makes you dissatisfied."