The hall is not big, about 40 square meters. There are five sofas placed against the outer wall. Opposite is a medicine cabinet. There are medicines in three-layer glass cabinets, all of which are ordinary goods. On the medicine cabinet is a bell from the 1990s.
The old-fashioned wall clock that needs to be wound in fifteen days is ticking and wagging its tail, dragging the time, waiting for another winding by the owner. Under the old clock is a half-meter square photo frame, with a family photo on it, Yangmei in it,
She has a bright smile. She is the happiest person in the family. She has parents and a younger brother. From her smile, it can be seen that she is the happiest person in the world. There is also a toy car in the center of the hall with five wheels and cannot stand upright.
Steady tilt.
The hall is very dark, without sunlight, and lacks popularity. It has witnessed too many illnesses and sufferings. Even if the Yangmei family disappears, it seems that it will only add a little bit of gray. Because the clinic is no longer the same clinic as before. Since the demolition company visited,
The world has changed. The moment Wu Ming walked into the hall, a gloomy atmosphere hit his face. The stairs leading upstairs led to darkness.
Murong Xue followed behind and frowned: "It's so cold." She felt the temperature difference in the air inside was huge.
Wu Ming noticed something unusual and nodded: "Something is wrong."
There were two flights of stairs, each with thirteen steps. The two of them leaned on the handrail and walked upstairs quietly. The second floor was the Yang family's bedroom. The doors of three rooms of more than ten square meters were open, and the strange thing was that there were hanging hangings on the doors.
Wearing a red ribbon. Murong Xue's face tightened and she said softly: "It's so scary."
After searching from room to room, there was no sign of raised eyebrows. Wu Ming cast his gaze towards the stairway on the third floor. At this moment, a wisp of wind came from the third floor and blew up Murong Xue's collar, revealing a touch of snow-white. Murong
Xue looked at Wu Ming nervously, but hesitated to speak.
At this moment, there was a clang on the third floor, like the sound of tables and chairs falling down, and then there was the squeaking sound of mice. Murong Xue shouted softly: "There is a mouse!"
"Are you afraid of mice?" Wu Ming said with a smile, "I just heard a sound, not necessarily a mouse. There are many similar sounds."
Murong Xue said doubtfully: "Really?"
Wu Ming nodded and said, "Well, why don't you stay here and I'll go up and take a look first."
"No." Murong Xue shook her head and said, "I don't want to stay here alone. Wu Ming, let's go back, okay?"
Wu Ming sighed: "But you called me, Yangmei is probably on the third floor. You are on the second floor now, why don't you go out first, I will call you if something happens."
Murong Xue hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside. There's something really weird here, so you have to be careful." After saying that, he looked back for a few times, then reluctantly left and went downstairs. Wu Ming took a deep breath, his face solemn.
He stepped onto the stairs to the third floor. He felt something was abnormal on the third floor, and there was an aura that he found very annoying.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, the footsteps echoed and lingered in the stairwell. When Wu Ming got to the third floor and saw everything in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked.
The third floor is very empty, with a square table in the middle, red cloths all over the floor, hanging strangely, seven red cloth strips hanging from the ceiling board, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are sealed. The entire third floor only has a hall, no rooms, just like a rooftop. Square.
On the table, there is a person kneeling with his back to Wu Ming. He is wearing bright red clothes with a mess of hair. The bright red clothes are filled with cold air. If anyone sees it, they will be shocked. The air temperature in the room is very low.
, there was a hint of cold air coming out of the red cloth, as if it had been lifted out of ice water.
"Raising her eyebrows?" Wu Ming asked doubtfully. Mentally, she felt that this person was raising her eyebrows, but her body aura was completely different from that in the hospital. If there was still a trace of yang energy at the beginning, she would be a piece of ice at this time.
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"I'm Wu Ming, I'm here to see you." Wu Ming tried but received no response.
After taking a few steps forward and two meters away from Yangmei, Wu Ming stopped. At this moment, Yangmei suddenly turned around. Even with Wu Ming's determination, he couldn't help but take two steps back. This person was Yangmei.
, but it is not a raised eyebrow. The body with raised eyebrows has eyes that do not belong to her. The expression on her face is a little numb and stiff, and her eyes are full of coldness and ruthlessness.
Is this still a raised eyebrow?
She was smiling, with a smile on her deathly expression, and the smile was full of the smell of death.
Just when Wu Ming was about to approach Yangmei, the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly opened, and the hot sunlight came in like a living thing, and the red cloth in the room shook. Yangmei had a ferocious face, opened her scarlet lips, and bared her teeth in a roar. She was wearing heavy makeup.
, maybe it wasn’t makeup, bloodshot streaks rolled on his pale skin. Wu Ming opened his mouth to speak, but didn’t know what to say.
The blood on Yangmei's face slowly squirmed. Suddenly fear flashed in her eyes, and she struggled. She looked at Wu Ming and begged: "Help me——"
Wu Ming woke up from his dream, strode forward, and touched her red coat from left to right. At this moment, a sudden change occurred. He raised his eyebrows and showed a evil smile at the corners of his mouth. His pale arms were extended, bent in an unconventional way, and he spat.
The dagger with blue light pierced Wu Ming's heart. If it hit him this time, ordinary people would definitely die. The speed of raising his eyebrows was very fast, much faster than ordinary masters. Wu Ming had almost no defense when he attacked suddenly.
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He raised his eyebrows very quickly, but Wu Ming's reaction was sharper. At the moment when the dagger was about to hit, his body swayed slightly, and he dodged the dagger with a sudden thrust. At the same time, his body was half a meter away from the raised eyebrows, and his hand remained unchanged, grabbing Dahongpao.
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Poof! Wu Ming pulled, and the big red robe was torn to pieces. Squinting his eyes slightly, Wu Ming suddenly saw Yangmei's body under the big red robe. He was wearing nothing underneath, and his good figure was exposed. Yangmei was a plump type, and his measurements were larger than those of ordinary students.
It's a lot better. Especially the two points on the chest, under the pale skin, look particularly bright red, as red as the lips, especially dazzling. Under the flat lower abdomen, thick and luxuriant grass grows to the navel. This is
Li Haoran liked the body, and Wu Ming wanted Li Haoran's taste the first time he saw it.
The other hand of the raised eyebrow was hidden under the buttocks and was pressed by the body. When Dahongpao left the body, the hand suddenly stretched out, holding a pistol.
Bang bang bang... Seven bullets were fired at Wu Ming in different positions. Wu Ming was only half a meter away from her. The speed of the bullets was incredibly fast, and his shooting speed was even better. Wu Ming was not in the mood to think about raising his eyebrows.
Why does an ordinary woman have such peerless skills, but her body reacts naturally? Wu Ming's body is too sensitive. The moment he tore open the big red robe and saw the raised eyebrows, his body instinctively retreated and turned.
He moved forward again, then retreated, and dodged seven bullets in a row. Finally, when the eighth bullet was about to come out, he slashed at the wrist holding the gun with one hand.
Humph! Yangmei made a sound in his throat, and dropped the pistol to the ground, but there was no look of pain in his eyes. He stabbed Wu Ming suddenly with his other hand, not caring about his own safety. Yangmei was different from others, he was someone Wu Ming knew.
, is a weak woman that Wu Ming thinks he needs to protect in his heart. In his subconscious, it is difficult for him to have violent murderous intentions towards Yang Mei, but his body reacts violently without any hesitation.
Wu Ming didn't understand his body, because his body's reaction was somewhat disconnected from his thinking. In his thinking, Wu Ming did not send out murderous intent, but his body's reaction was extremely violent. He was slightly aware of the secrets hidden in various parts of his body.
The neutralized energy showed slight movement, and it was this movement that caused the body to lose control for a short time.
Boom! A light palm hit Yangmei's chest, and her body flew towards the floor-to-ceiling window, smashing the glass. On the glass, Yangmei stood upright and rushed towards Wu Ming. Wu Ming put his feet on the table,
He flew away. It was not that he was afraid, but that he was fighting fiercely with his body. He was competing with the mysterious power in his body for dominance in his body.
The uncontrollable changes in Wu Ming's body just now made Wu Ming feel unspeakable fear in his heart. He had to take back the dominance when his body completely lost control, and it was complete dominance, and he could not give the mysterious energy to his body.
There was no chance. So he stepped back and forcibly ordered his body to retreat. After retreating several meters, he happened to step on the door of the floor and stared at it with raised eyebrows.
He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, two meters high, and sat heavily on the square table. The square table could not bear the weight and shattered suddenly, with pieces scattered on the ground. He raised his eyebrows and roared, and the dagger in his hand was used as a flying knife, turning into a stream of light.
, happened to be in front of Wu Ming at the moment he landed. The choice of timing and the ferocity of the force were not at all like the skills a weak woman should have, but rather like a battle-experienced killer, with the same murderous intent.
Wu Ming secretly sighed in his heart, it was so good that his opponent turned out to be the person he was looking for. He had a vague guess in his mind, but it had not been confirmed yet and needed to be verified.
Yangmei moved naked in a small space, which was very dazzling, especially under the sunlight, exuding amazing beauty. Wu Ming turned a blind eye. At this time, he had regarded Yangmei as his opponent, and he was no longer tempted.
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As his body wandered in the space, Wu Ming gradually adapted to the situation and regained control of his body. He did not take action for a long time, secretly observing the movements of raising his eyebrows. The movements of raising his eyebrows were very stiff, but they were extremely powerful, and made frequent noises in the air.
It was so hard to believe that this was true. The raised eyebrows in the past actually hid extraordinary skills. And Wu Ming could see traces of the martial arts family from the raised eyebrows. The traces seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember them for a while.
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Wu Ming suddenly woke up as he raised his eyebrows and struck with a knife.
Ding Shangwen, this is Ding Shangwen's move. Wu Ming had seen Ding Shangwen's move that night or on the wheel, no wonder it looked so familiar. Every famous master has a unique move posture and aura.
And Yangmei has the same scent as Ding Shangwen. Wu Ming is very confused, guessing the relationship between Ding Shangwen and Yangmei. With such similar scents, could they be masters and disciples?
