I was disappointed. It was impossible to know through Sister Ping that Ning Huachen's weakness was already impossible. I turned to Cong Yang: "Can you tell me about him? My father."
"He has always been a unique person in the clan." Sister Ping said: "He must have changed his appearance outside, otherwise he would have been discovered long ago, not through illusions."
The time for illusion is limited, and it is impossible to maintain the same appearance for more than ten years. Besides, he is a singer who everyone pays attention to?
We had already walked to the waterfall, and the people behind us were following us quietly, keeping a suitable distance. I turned around and by the window on the second floor, Ning Huachen turned his back to us, keeping on the phone, he was commanding the Feng in a remote control command
Is the emperor's killing operation? Sister Ping's voice came from his ears: "Are you okay?"
"Please continue." I turned around, and the waterfall in front of me could only hear its sound, but no trace of it was seen.
"Yicong and the young master's father are of the same generation, and they were once friends." Sister Ping used the word "Once upon": "It's a pity that the two of them said differently and did not make plans for each other. The master decided not to waste his abilities anymore.
One day, when the master passed away, everyone almost determined to die, and everyone almost determined that the master passed away.
He has always been a murderer."
"Why?" I said: "He has decided to leave, and there is no reason to kill."
"No one believes that the master died abnormally." Sister Ping said: "After he left, a large number of tribe members went out to find his whereabouts, but found nothing. After that, Sister Lan also left here. The reason for her departure was very simple, and she was worried.
She said that she believed in the safety of the people who followed him, and he would not kill anyone."
"I believe it too." How could a man who chose to jump off a cliff because of his indirect killing his lover?
"Are father and daughter connected to each other?" Sister Ping said: "Actually..."
She wanted to speak but stopped. I was suspicious and asked, "What is it actually?"
"I was at the scene the day the master died." Sister Ping said: "Everything was fine before. He sat on a recliner reading newspapers like usual, drinking coffee, and suddenly rolled to the ground and swallowed. That cup
I checked the coffee, but there was no problem. Even the newspaper I read, there was no poison on it. That day, I never came in at all, so how could I suspect him? It was just because he betrayed his clan members.
, so I was forced to carry this burden, right?"
"You have always kept these words in your heart, and you only said them to me, right?" I hit the nail on the head, Sister Ping's face changed slightly.
"You are like your father, and you feel too keen." Sister Ping said, "Where are you going?"
"I want to go and see the waterfall." I said, "Just across the waterfall, my father jumped from there, life and death are uncertain, and you may never find him."
Sister Ping just thought I wanted to see where my father finally left. It turned out that this end was the source of the waterfall. Standing there, my body seemed to fall down at any time. I stepped on the waterfall under my feet, and even my mood was stirring up, watching the splash.
As the water flowed down, I turned around calmly: "Go back."
I was completely calmed down. When I returned to the white house, I began to learn to pass the time. There were a lot of Chinese and foreign books in the study, which of course reminded me of Dubin's study and found that his childhood marks seemed to be yesterday.
When things are painful, I keep reading books or drinking hot things. The moment the hot liquid slides into my throat, it is like a painkiller, which makes me temporarily forget the pain in my heart.
Time passed by little by little, but Ning Huachen did not come to show off his achievements. This made me feel lucky. It was almost noon, and the door of the study was pushed open. Ning Huachen stood at the door with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
My complacentness made my heart sink and slowly walked towards him. I heard my voice trembling: "What happened?"
"Our people found the corpse of Fenghuang." Ning Huachen said: "A little later, the exact evidence will come."
Impossible! My legs became weak and my body retreated weakly until I touched the desk: "Impossible."
"He didn't come to you, but he went to find his own children." Ning Huachen said: "I'm sorry, parents in the world. Even if he can control his ability to attract external energy, he can't withstand the tactics of the sea of people. I heard that we have damaged our lives.
There were many people, but as long as the Phoenix Emperor died, it didn’t matter how many people died.”
Impossible, my mind buzzed, Ning Huachen's voice became farther and farther away, and even when he left, I didn't know when he came back little by little, I was already full of tears on my face, I had expected the best
As a result, the degree of heartache was not estimated. The heart was curled and was squeezed and rubbed hard, and then pulled away again. Sister Ping walked in and held a hot milk in her hand: "Drink a glass of milk."
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"No, I've drunk a lot." I stood up with one hand and supported myself: "I don't believe it."
"Young Master will make you believe it." Sister Ping said: "When the evidence is in front of you, what can you do? Drink some."
I just picked it up and took a sip and couldn't wait to go out. As soon as I left the door, my body was shaking. Turning back, Sister Ping's face became blurry, "Did you put medicine inside?"
"Young Master's instructions, you need to rest now." Sister Ping's voice was stretched, like an alien voice.
I slept for four hours, and when I opened my eyes again, my reaction ability was much slower. A voice deep in my heart reminded me: "Don't escape, I'll face it sooner or later."
Another voice came out and said sternly: "Follower, you can escape, pretend not to know, pretend not to care."
The two voices arguing with each other, sat up, I hugged my head, then stepped on the ground barefoot and rushed into Ning Huachen's room. Ning Huachen smiled and held the wine glass: "Are you awake? Hungry?"
Not hungry?"
"Show me." I walked over: "I want to see the evidence."
Ning Huachen threw me a photo. Compared to Du Bin at the explosion site, this photo is a close-up view. The first thing that catches your eyes is the face of Fenghuang, the eyebrows, eyes, and lips, all of which are our past
The intimate aura, but now it is dead, the Phoenix Emperor's eyes are closed and his face is blue and purple...
Ning Huachen suddenly hugged me: "It hurts a lot, he actually left you alone."
"How did you do it?" The tears could no longer flow out: "How did you do it?"
"Our energy is different from that of the Xu clan. If the members of the Lun clan inhaled it, it will cause fatal damage to them." Ning Huachen said: "Do you understand the natural nemesis? If the Fenghuang wants to die, he will only die in us.