Murong Qingshuang left Nangong Pei's room directly without saying a few more words.
The group of people just now continued to search, and she immediately ran out from the side.
The night seemed to be filled with mist. After she left the house, she walked on the quiet and dark street.
At this time, most people have already fallen asleep, especially in places where ordinary people live. There is not much nightlife, and few people light candles all night.
The direction behind you leads to an alley, mostly with brothels and the like, which looks a bit more lively than here.[
She kept walking along the road, but halfway through, she felt something wrong behind her.
Being stared at by someone would send a chill down your spine.
Murong Qingshuang stood still, slowly turned her head, and looked behind her.
When I looked over, there was still nothing. I just felt the gentle night breeze passing through the street.
But when he turned around again, he seemed to feel a shadow passing quickly and silently.
Someone is following her!
Murong Qingshuang faced the moonlight and couldn't see any shadow. The long street was almost deserted.
She stood there and moved her eyes slowly, watching the houses around her turn around one by one.
He opened his lips slightly and said in a cold voice, "Come out, I know who you are!"
Still silent, but always making people feel like they are with them.
After moving a full circle, she looked straight ahead.
The man stood about twenty or thirty steps in front of her, with a gloomy face against the moonlight.
He has a well-proportioned figure, simple clothes, his hair is similar to ordinary hairstyle, his appearance is simple, but his expression is stiff.
With his hands behind his back, he stood calmly and powerfully. His clothes were slowly fluttering in the night wind.
"Who are you?"
The man seemed to be smiling a little, but he looked like he was smiling more than he was smiling.
"Are you doing well now?" It was still the voice that was deliberately kept low, as if he was afraid that she would find out who he was.
"Who are you exactly?"
"You don't need to know who I am, just pretend you haven't seen me."[
Murong Qingshuang said coldly, "You appear in front of me two or three times, but you pretend that I have never seen you?"
The voice was mechanical and seemed to be extremely inconsistent with the sharp eyes, "Listen to me, it won't do you any harm."
Murong Qingshuang took another step forward, but he was already gone.
