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Fu Xiao couldn't remember how he fell asleep, but when he opened his eyes, he felt a little strange, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

My mind has not been clear for a while, and as far as I can see, the room is dim, like a non-(cough cough) video room in a dark alley, waiting for the audience to arrive and a good show will be staged.

"Miss Fu, you're awake." The cold voice came, and Fu Xiao turned his neck following the voice, only to find a tall and slender man standing by the window, standing against the backlight, with all his facial features falling into the shadows. The whole body exudes a domineering aura, and it can be seen at a glance that the visitor is not good.

Fu Xiao asked, "Where is this place?"

The other party seemed to smile, and replied slowly: "Humble house."

Fu Xiao only felt that the voice was very familiar, and tried to search for it in his memory. After a while, a certain answer was ready to come out.

"You are Liang Huyue?"

"It's really sad. After thinking about it for so long, I still use interrogative sentences. It can be seen that Fu Xiao doesn't have me in your heart."

The brain sensed the dangerous message, and the daze and confusion when he first woke up instantly dissipated. Fu Xiao sat up slowly, looked around calmly, and confirmed his first feeling once again—this is indeed a screening room.

"Miss Liang's golden branches and jade leaves are noble and elegant. The world has never dared to look at you from a distance, but never dreamed extravagantly. So it's not that Fu Xiao doesn't have you in his heart, but he doesn't dare to have you."

Liang Huyue laughed loudly: "It's such a sharp tongue, it makes people's hearts burst into joy."

Fu Xiao followed her and smiled: "In ancient times, King You of Zhou spent a lot of money to win the smiles of beauties when he played with the warlords. Now, Fu Xiao wins the beauty's beauty with just a few words. It can be seen that Ms. Liang is not a concubine who brings disaster to the country and the people."

Liang Huyue came over, knelt down in front of Fu Xiao, and stroked her head affectionately like a kitten or a puppy, with a smile on her lips and gentle eyes: "Fu Xiao, although I can understand you Roundabout compliments, but I prefer straight-to-the-point compliments."

Fu Xiao tried to move his hands and feet, but felt that his whole body was weak and he couldn't exert his strength. He couldn't help being shocked in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface: "Fu Xiao is afraid that speaking directly will destroy Miss Liang's good mood."

"Didn't you praise me just now that I'm not as ostentatious, simple-minded, and indiscriminate as that woman Baosi? Since you are facing a beauty who is both intelligent and beautiful, why hesitate?" Liang Huyue laughed brazenly.

The uneasiness in Fu Xiao's heart became more and more intense. Liang Huyue hated Xingfu deeply, but now she was in the mood to chat with her here. It can be seen that something must have happened before that, which eased her hatred.

What the hell is going on?

"Liang Huyue, how did you find us?" Putting away her fake smile, Fu Xiao directly asked the question. She believed that a person who had already gained the upper hand would be happy to tell the truth to his defeated opponents in order to achieve a better result. Desirable purpose of vengeance.

"You can't think of it with your wisdom and intelligence?" Liang Huyue gave an encouraging smile, "Come on, there will be a prize for guessing right."

Fu Xiao restrained the shock and anger in his heart, and smiled lightly: "Yang Riqing has always been impulsive and reckless, and she does things regardless of the consequences, but I firmly believe that she is at least affectionate, righteous, loyal, and will never do anything to betray me and Boss Qiao. Ms. Liang, what method did you use to force her to submit?"

Liang Huyue clapped her palms and laughed: "Wonderful, really wonderful, Fu Xiao, you really have seven orifices, and hit the nail on the head. In order to deal with Bu Jiqiao, I have worked hard. It is too difficult for Yang Riqing to turn against her. I want to break my head and think of the most old-fashioned The way." After a pause on purpose, she continued, "It is to take advantage of her weakness."

"You threatened her with Yue Lanyun?" Sure enough, it was the most old-fashioned method, but it was the most effective.

"correct answer."

Fu Xiaolue pondered for a while, and suddenly realized: "The old-fashioned method is never successful. You not only use it on Yang Riqing, but also want to use it on Boss Qiao, right?"

They only fell unconscious after eating the dinner bought by Yang Riqing. If Liang Huyue just wanted to take the life of the leader of Xingfu, he wouldn't have taken her captive here.

"Before, Heizi was unconscious all the time. I was so angry that I just wanted to kill him. After Heizi turned the corner, I slowly calmed down. It suddenly occurred to me that killing Bu Jiqiao just like that would be too cheap for her. I always have a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and revenge must be revenged. Whatever pain she makes me taste, I will repay double." Liang Huyue reached out and stroked the hair on Fu Xiao's shoulders, a little bit reluctant, a little helpless, " I said that I like you very much and don't want to be your enemy, but why are you her favorite woman? God's will tricks people, Fu Xiao, if you want to blame, blame God, don't blame me. "

For some reason, the moment she was sure that Boss Qiao was not in danger of life, Fu Xiao felt unprecedentedly relaxed. She laughed and said, "I don't blame the sky or you, but I blame me for being too beautiful and unlucky."

Liang Huyue was stunned, then hugged her and laughed: "Fu Xiao, Fu Xiao, you are so cute. If I met you first, I might fall into it too. But you can rest assured that I am absolutely reluctant to have you." your life."

A chill ran up his spine. Although Fu Xiao was still smiling brightly, his heart couldn't help but feel hairy.There are too many TV dramas with plots like this. Whenever the villain says something like this, it means that the protagonist is about to suffer torture that would be worse than death.

"Tell me, where did you get Fu Xiao?" If Boss Qiao hadn't been tied into a meat dumpling together with a chair at this moment, he would definitely use [-] martial arts to smash the corpse of the person in front of him who can only keep repenting. part.

"I can't say, Boss Qiao, I really can't say..." Yang Riqing knelt down on her knees and slapped herself repeatedly, "I'm sorry for my friend, I'm sorry for my brother, but I have my reasons..."

Difficulties?What a beautiful excuse, if you can't help yourself, you can evade everything, even if your conscience is disturbed, you can still seek forgiveness under the name of "being threatened".

"You sent her to Liang Huyue, didn't you?" Boss Qiao had already recovered his composure, but his dark eyes were glinting fiercely, slightly stained with a bloodthirsty crimson.

Yang Riqing didn't dare to answer, she lowered her head, clenched her fists, and felt a dull pain in her heart.

She thought that in her lifetime, she would never do such shameless things as treachery and selling friends for glory, but Liang Huyue would use Yue Lanyun's life and death to threaten her to obey. There was a dilemma between love and affection, and she couldn't help but watch her love People lost their lives, and Liang Huyue swore that she would never hurt Fu Xiao's life. After weighing the pros and cons, she finally chose her lover.

"Boss Qiao, didn't you say before that you would rather destroy what you can't get?" Yang Riqing suddenly raised her head, her lips were already pale, and her eyes full of pain showed a hint of pleading, "Just treat Fu Xiao as already It's ruined, let her go."

Boss Qiao stared at her fixedly, his pale face showed no emotion at all. After a long time, she moved her lips and asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

Yang Riqing seemed to have made up her mind, she closed her eyes and said, "Fu Xiao is torture by your side, please let her go, okay?"

"Speak clearly." Boss Qiao's voice was sullen and fierce, like a beast on the verge of madness.

Yang Riqing was not as reckless as everyone imagined. When Liang Huyue held Yue Lanyun hostage to threaten her, she thought that this might be a trick and kill two birds with one stone.

"Fu Xiao would rather die than continue to rape people. You know how her mother died, why do you torture her with this kind of thing?" Once Yang Riqing had finished speaking, she no longer hesitated and continued to talk , "I know you love her, but you also hate her. You used to be quite sensible, maintaining an attitude of indifference with her, not crossing the line, but now... I, I saw the kiss on Fu Xiao's neck (cough cough) Hen... Don't say you don't know what's going on, how could you treat her like that?"

"Why not?" Boss Qiao said coldly, saying every word, "I can do whatever I want with her, she is my person, my woman."

Yang Riqing held her head in distress and moaned: "Bu Jiqiao, I beg you to wake up, she is your younger sister. Although you have the same father and half mother, you are all blood-related sisters!"

Boss Qiao's eyes widened in shock: "What did you say?"

"Your father conspired to rape Fu Xiao's mother. Fu Xiao's blue eyes are the best evidence! There were rumors and gossips in the gang, but her father didn't believe it to the death. Until your father She admitted it personally, and slandered her mother for being promiscuous, and took the initiative to send it to her door... In the end, Fu Xiao's family was ruined."

Boss Qiao kept silent, just looked at her coldly, without any emotion on his face.

"Boss Qiao, tell me something you don't like to hear, barely happy, that note is dead, you forced her to do it, she hates you for the rest of her life."

Without warning, Boss Qiao suddenly laughed.Yang Riqing looked at her in horror, confused by the sudden smile.

"Qiao, Qiao Boss?"

"I'm not." Boss Qiao restrained his smile, and the indifference in his eyes made Yang Riqing feel familiar.

"Aren't you?" Yang Riqing began to worry whether she was overstimulated.

"I'm Mu Mu." As soon as the words fell, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

Splitting headache.

This is a feeling shared by two people.

The huge roar of galloping horses could be heard in my ears, and there were bursts of glass shards like petals scattered in front of my eyes. The memory was shattered and shattered, and peeled off, revealing a real corner.

The smell of the sea breeze is fishy, ​​blowing on the face, feeling cold and wet.

"Boss Qiao! How are you, Boss Qiao?" Yang Riqing shook her icy body, but never got a response.She raised her head in disbelief, and looked straight at the murderer (cough cough) standing there dumbfounded, "Fu Xiao, you bought Awan?"

Yang Riqing still doesn't want to believe that Fu Xiao can really kill Bu Jiqiao, but she saw everything so clearly just now. Awan blocked Bu Jiqiao's evasive movement, and then Fu Xiao raised his gun, took aim, and shot. ——After the guy passed out.

"Riqing, listen to my explanation." Fu Xiao calmly walked up to her, bent down, and sincerely met her gaze, "Look at me, listen to me."

However, she didn't hear anything, she only knew that she was trapped in a pool of green water, flowing water in all directions, covering the sky and covering the earth, obliterating her completely.

——I will count from one to ten now, and you will slowly accept the reality: the dead person is Mu Mu, and the injured person is Bu Jiqiao.

——This suggestion will continue until you hear the key words "I am Mu Mu".

Large pieces of glass continued to shatter, fluttering in the wind, like transparent ice and snow.

"This is the other half of the agreed amount. Take it and leave as soon as possible." There were as many as eight digits on the check, but the recipient didn't seem too excited.

"Miss Fu, I will leave as soon as possible, but this amount of money..." Awan tore up the paper in his hand and threw it into the air, "The previous deposit is enough for me to enjoy the rest of my life. Lingtang is kind to me, even though I love you Wealth, but also know how to repay kindness."

Looking at the falling confetti, Fu Xiao just said indifferently: "It's up to you."

"Is there no problem with Uncle Hao?"

"He has never met Bu Jiqiao. Both Riqing and we insist that she is, so Uncle Hao is convinced of it."

"I'm leaving, Miss Fu." A Wan took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, "I wish you good luck."

"Yuanbao, has Boss Qiao's corpse (cough cough) been disposed of?"

"Don't worry, Miss Fu, I've packed the corpse (cough cough) in a bag and sank it into the sea. I put a lot of stones in it, so it will never be found."

"That's good." Fu Xiao hung up the line in a daze.

Uncle Hao came out from the room, with a strong smell of blood on his body and a heavy expression.He saw that Fu Xiao was holding the phone desperately, and the veins on the back of his hand were protruding.

"The signal here is poor."

Did it really appear...?Hallucination, or dream?

Fu Xiao stared at the person in the mirror and didn't dare to turn his head - when he looked back, there was nothing.

This is... a creature?why?She obviously only hypnotized Yang Riqing alone, and only Yang Riqing thought that the dead person was Mu Mu. Why does Mu Mu appear in the form of a ghost now?

Could it be that she was under the influence of hypnosis in a near-death state?

If...even she herself thought she was dead...without the will to live...would she really die in the end?Really thought I was going to shoot her... idiot... this idiot!

"You..." Fu Xiao's voice trembled, he endured it for a long time, and finally burst out laughing, "You are really suitable to be a ghost, hahahaha..."

Mu Mu in the mirror stepped forward, and gently hugged Fu Xiao in the mirror from behind: "What should I do with you?"

After all, the glass building blocks in the hands of a magician cannot be piled up into an illusory fairytale castle. The reality is only a thin line away from us and within reach—as long as you still have a little trust in your heart.

"I'm Mu Mu."

This is a spell, from hell to earth.

And from earth to hell.

The author has something to say:

Regarding the truth that Mu Mu didn't die, I have always laid the groundwork. I don't know if anyone can see it...