If she is not a ghost, then who is she? Is Nalan Qingyu not dead yet?
No, Nalan Yifeng clearly remembered that he threw Nalan Qingyu into the sea after confirming that she was not breathing. How could she not die?
That person is probably not Nalan Qingyu. She just looks a little too similar to Nalan Qingyu. The real Nalan Qingyu may have been eaten by the fish in the sea long ago.
Thinking of this, Nalan Yifeng felt relieved.
"Brother, let's leave quickly." Nalan Hanyan was a little scared, afraid that Nalan Qingyu's ghost would come to settle accounts with her.
Nalan Yifeng snorted coldly, "What are you afraid of? Ghosts don't dare to come out in broad daylight. That person just looks like Nalan Qingyu. The real Nalan Qingyu is probably dead long ago."
"But this is too similar." No matter how Nalan Hanyan looked at her, he felt that she and Nalan Qingyu were carved from the same mold. Even if there were really similar people in the world, it would be impossible for them to look like this.
While the two were talking, Nalan Qingyu had already arrived in front of the two. She had seen the two before Nalan Hanyan saw her.
It was precisely because she saw these two people that she walked this way.
She was planning to settle accounts with these two people when she returned to the General's Mansion, but she didn't expect that they were enemies on a narrow road, and they would never meet again in life.
It happened that there were few people here and it was clean. Nalan Qingyu liked this environment very much. The most important thing was that this was the place where Nalan Qingyu was killed.
She must be here to avenge Nalan Qingyu who died.
Nalan Qingyu stood in front of the two of them, with her back straight, her body exuding a faint aura like a white magnolia flower, and her temperament was like an orchid.
She was wrapped in an extremely simple black long brocade skirt, and was decorated with a black belt around her waist. Her outfit was slightly simple.
Her hands are clasped behind her back, her skin is as smooth as warm jade, her eyebrows are lightly darkened, her cherry lips are unstained but red, her lacquered eyes are upturned, and her teeth are like pearls.
The originally charming red phoenix eyes were staring at the two of them coldly, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, mixed with a bit of ridicule.
Nalan Hanyan and Nalan Yifeng were looked at inexplicably by this person and stared at by her cold eyes. They couldn't help but feel a little frightened and felt uncomfortable all over.
"Why are you staring at us like this?" Nalan Hanyan bit his lip. Facing this face that looked the same as Nalan Qingyu but had a completely different temperament, Nalan Hanyan felt something strange that was indescribable.
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Nalan Qingyu's clear eyes were filled with longing, but she just smiled coldly at her and remained silent.
"Why are you laughing? Who are you?" Nalan Hanyan was extremely puzzled. Why did a person who looked the same as Nalan Qingyu suddenly appear and look at them weirdly without saying a word.
Nalan Yifeng looked at Nalan Qingyu carefully up and down, and after a while, his eyes suddenly shrank.
"Yan'er, look at the jade hairpin on her head and the jade medal around her waist." Nalan Yifeng whispered to Nalan Yan'er.
Nalan looked up with smoke in her eyes, then took a step back, stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, her watery eyes were full of disbelief, "Brother, those... those are all Nalan Qingyu's things, how could they be in her
On your body?"
The jade plaques worn by Nalan Qingyu are the same pair as those worn by Nalan Qingli. They are engraved with the character "妤" and the character "Li" respectively. Except for the characters engraved on them, they are exactly the same.
Nalan Hanyan has seen this jade plaque many times, so she naturally recognizes it, and she will never mistake it for the hosta, because that hosta has been on Nalan Qingyu's head since she became stupid.
Yes, even if it turns into ashes, she can still recognize it.
"Are you Nalan Qingyu?" Nalan Yifeng shook his head, "No, no, she is dead. Who are you? How come you have Nalan Qingyu's things?"
"Of course my own things are on me." Nalan Qingyu shrank her eyes coldly, "How come the third brother and the fourth sister don't recognize me?"
"Impossible, Nalan Qingyu is already dead. She expired at that time. You are not Nalan Qingyu at all. What is your purpose in pretending to be Nalan Qingyu?" Nalan Yifeng couldn't believe it.
Nalan Qingyu was not dead yet. He was so sure that she had no breath at that time, and they threw her into the sea. How could she come back alive?
Nalan Qingyu smiled lightly and pointed her thin finger at Nalan Yifeng, "You are eight years old and you are still peeing in your bed."⊙︿⊙
"You accidentally fell off a mountain when you were nine years old. If I remember correctly, there should be a long scar like this on your left leg. The location is probably here." Nalan Qingyu said calmly.
Comparison.
"And you, you once stole your mother's hosta. You were beaten terribly that time, and..."
Nalan Qingyu spoke calmly about the memories of these two people, but the faces of the two people opposite her changed because of her words.
If this person is really pretending to be Nalan Qingyu, how could she be so clear about what happened when they were children? This is simply too weird. The only explanation now is that she is Nalan Qingyu.
"Brother, she really seems to be Nalan Qingyu." Nalan said in a low voice with smoke in his eyes, and Nalan Yifeng also nodded.
"Do you need me to remind you again? I remember everything that happened when you were young. I remember one time..."
"Shut up, what qualifications do you have for a loser to say this?" Nalan Yifeng interrupted her hastily. You must know that it is a very shameful thing to urinate at the age of eight, especially when it comes from the mouth of this loser.
of.
Nalan Yifeng winked at Lanna Hanyan, the corners of his mouth raised evilly, he looked at Nalan Qingyu and said, "Even if you are the real Nalan Qingyu, so what, you are already dead,
Remember clearly, you are already dead."
After saying that, Nalan Hanyan, who was already standing behind Nalan Qingyu, raised his hand, gathered his spiritual power in his palm, and slapped Nalan Qingyu on the back.
Nalan Qingyu, however, dodged the palm with dexterity, as if she had eyes on her back.
She knew that these two people would not let her go. As early as when Nalan was smoking, she knew what she wanted to do. They wanted to sneak attack her and wait until the next life.
"What? You feel guilty after seeing that I haven't given up yet, and you still want to kill people and silence them?" Nalan Qingyu patted her clothes and smiled carelessly.
She stood in front of the two of them, without any trace of the timidity she once had. Her long dark hair was fluttering in the wind, and she exuded a fierceness that made the two of them stunned for a moment.
"Brother, she seems to be a little different. She even dodged my palm just now." Nalan smoked and clenched his fingers, feeling confused and worried.