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[Mist] 188: Zimo is dead!

An Qing was stunned!

Everyone saw "Shi Jiaming" take off the dirty black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose and put on a pair of dazzlingly red large-framed glasses. Her long hair, which was originally neatly tied behind her head, was untied and fell down.

The quiet girl who was originally a gentle and polite girl immediately transformed into a trend-setting person with explosive fashion!

It was just a few simple steps, but she seemed to have completely changed. If they hadn't seen her face to face, no one would have connected the two people!

"How is it? I haven't seen you for a long time, old friend. Why don't you welcome me?" Han Zimo raised her lips and looked at her with a smile.

An Qing took a step back involuntarily

"No, it's impossible..."

She remembered that rainy night fifteen years ago clearly... The five sisters had planned for a long time to overthrow the Sanguinary, the killer organization that had imprisoned them! The plan obviously went smoothly, but in the end they

When they were about to escape from the base, the base's self-destruct program actually started!

The door was sealed and could only be reopened by sacrificing the blood of a living person... It was Zimo who jumped into the pit without hesitation, letting the dense blood vines wrap around her and drain all the blood from her body.

blood in exchange for their glimmer of life!

The last scene when An Qing was dragged away by Luoluo and the other three was when Zimo was tightly wrapped in green vines, with only the face smiling at her exposed...

She will remember that scene forever!

Zimo is obviously dead! How could the person in front of her be Zimo!

"You are not Zimo!" An Qing shouted hysterically, "Who are you? How dare you pretend to be my Zimo!"

The string on her head was broken, and huge tears kept flowing out of her eyes. An Qing's vision was blurred, but she still rushed forward and grabbed Han Zimo's collar: "Who are you?

Who is it! No one can pretend to be my Zimo, no!"

The whole class was frightened, including Moli

Except for that night fifteen years ago, they had never seen such a crazy An Qing.

Suddenly there was a strong burst of force. Han Zimo was hugged tightly by Fang Zichen, and Wei Jichen also hugged the excited An Qing. The two men standing at the top looked at each other, crackling as if there were electric sparks flashing crazily.

"Keep an eye on your woman." Fang Zichen put away his cynical expression, glanced at him coldly, and strode away with Han Zimo in his arms.

Until the last moment when he left, Han Zimo's eyes were focused on An Qing, his eyes were unreadable.



"Didn't you agree to hide your identity?" In the woods behind the school, Han Zimo was pressed hard against a tree trunk, a big hand pinched her throat tightly, and the owner of this hand was none other than Fang Zichen

Zimo was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe, but she didn't struggle. She was used to it.

"Cough, cough cough..."

"Have you seen the sisters you haven't seen for so many years, shaken and ready to betray me!? How dare you disobey my orders, huh?" Fang Zichen stared at his hands, his slender neck looked so fragile, as if he

It will break with just the slightest force


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