The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 35
Lan Yao stood firmly on the spot, looking at the door with dim eyes.

229 Said, Zi Ang wants to take him underground?

Is Zi Ang going to die with him?

A strong man held Lan Yao's arm, and another opened the door.

Lan Yao was led inside.

In the not-so-big villa, there was a breath of life.

Passing through the courtyard full of flowers, Lan Yao was brought to the living room.

There is a person sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Lan Yao's big beautiful eyes swept over, feeling a little puzzled.

The familiar golden hair did not appear in front of his eyes.

What about Ziang?
The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground sounded, and under Lan Yao's suspicious eyes, the person who had been sitting on the sofa stood up.

He was wearing a very mature suit, and on the face that used to be delicate and full of youth, now there was a faint collapse and madness.

Between his brows, there is a deep tiredness.

Mu Ziang, who turned around slowly, saw the person whom he had been thinking about for several months, as if he was dying of illness.

Lan Yao's lips parted slightly, a little stunned.

Mu Ziang's golden hair disappeared and became black.

The faintly crazy expression, and the blond Mu Ziang, are like two completely different people.

In Lan Yao's eyes, Mu Ziang without the blond hair is like a light bulb that doesn't light up, extremely gloomy.

Not to mention, the light bulb that doesn't light up has a faint tendency to crack, and the inside of the bulb is rusty and dull.

"Zi, Ziang?" Lan Yao reluctantly withdrew his mouth that was opened wide in shock.

【229. Are you sure this person is Mu Ziang? 】 Lan Yao is full of doubts.

229 sighed, and said: [Host, this person is the villain boss, Mu Ziang. 】

I really don't know whether to say that the host is miraculous, or that the villain is miserable.

Just by changing his hair color, the host doesn't know him anymore...

Mu Ziang pulled his lips and forced a smile.

His smile was ugly and rotten.

Unknowingly, he tilted his head, hooked his stiff lips, and squeezed out an arc: "Su Huai, don't you like me the most? Why don't you throw yourself on me and talk to me as usual? ?”

Deep sunken pupils, dark bags under the eyes, thin cheeks.

The delicate boy has become sickly in the past few months.

Lan Yao frowned: "You are not Ziang."

Mu Ziang's smile froze a bit, and the corners of his lips collapsed.

The look in Lan Yao's eyes was a little creepy.

Lan Yao's eyebrows twitched, his expression brightly displeased.

229 said with some hesitation: [Host, he is Mu Ziang, how can you say he is not?They obviously have the same face...]

Although he changed his hair color and became a little thinner, he could tell at a glance whether this person belonged to Mu Ziang!
The host doesn't recognize people by their hair color anymore, but because their eyes are hard to use, right? !

229 is a little scary.

Lan Yao stared at Mu Ziang vigilantly, but did not answer 229's words.

Mu Ziang's smile disappeared completely, his face was cold, his head drooped slightly, his pupils were raised, and he stared at Lan Yao intently.

The voice was as hoarse as sand and gravel, with bursts of sharpness: "Su Huai, you really are with Leng Yihan—"

While speaking, Mu Ziang looked at Lan Yao with hatred.

The scarlet eyes are like ghosts from the underworld.

Betrayal, depression, heaviness, all kinds of negative emotions swallowed Mu Ziang.

How heartbroken I used to be, now, how much I hate it.

(End of this chapter)