The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

Meng Hanzhi pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper palate and pinched Jiang Wanyi's jaw with his big hand.

I lifted his face high and kissed him hard again.

"Yanzhi's body is gone from the coffin, and you are still here having fun with other men. I thought you didn't know your own identity!"

"What did you say!"

Jiang Wanyi was so shocked when he heard this that he didn't even have time to cry out in pain even though his lips were bitten by Meng Hanzhi.

Quickly push away Meng Hanzhi, who is now as crazy as a wild beast that has lost his mind.

"Why did Meng Yanzhi's body disappear?"

Meng Hanzhi took a few breaths and saw that his clothes were disheveled and his face was pale.

His senses returned a lot, he let go of his hand in a daze and turned his back with difficulty.

Seeing Jiang Wanyi's puzzled expression, which did not seem fake, his heart was slightly moved.

"Please put on your clothes first."

A rustling sound came from behind. Meng Hanzhi clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth to control the urge to turn around.

"Have there been any unusual noises in the courtyard recently?"

Jiang Wanyi clutched the collar of his shirt tightly in his hands. He was not going to tell Meng Hanzhi that he could see Meng Yanzhi's soul.

We must not alert the enemy before the truth is revealed.

"I have been in Yanzhu for the past two years, and there has been no disturbance. Meng Yanzhi's figure is probably the same as yours. Even if someone stole him, there would be no movement at all."

Meng Hanzhi saw that he couldn't get to the bottom of the matter, and the cold fragrance behind him really disturbed his mind.

I don't know whether I was angry because I didn't get the answer, or because I was angry that I didn't have the determination to ask for him just now, which resulted in the opportunity being missed in an instant.

I can't help but regret it.

Meng Hanzhi couldn't express the inhumane thoughts in his mind, so he could only kick the bookshelf beside him to vent his anger. After knocking down several rows of books on it, he retracted his foot.

"According to you, there was no body in the coffin from the beginning to the end."

"it's out of the question!"

Meng Hanzhi sat down and lowered his head.

He gently licked Jiang Wanyi's blood on his lips, as if savoring it.

The slightly narrowed eyes reveal an unfathomable depth.

Intertwined with the eerie aura emanating from him, Jiang Wanyi shuddered.

Meng Yanzhi's soul is so afraid of him, is it possible that the murderer is Meng Hanzhi?

"Why are you so sure there's a body in the coffin? Have you seen it before?"

"no"

"However, after Yan Zhi's death, my father wrote a letter to the emperor asking for a Dust-Repelling Pearl. If this pearl is placed in the mouth of a corpse, it will remain intact for a thousand years."

"If Yan Zhi is really not dead, then where did the Dust-Repelling Pearl go?"

Jiang Wanyi lowered his head and remained silent, no longer paying attention to Meng Hanzhi who was thinking with his head down.

Xuanjixuan was originally a converted study room, and the space is small.

Now there is another person, Meng Hanzhi, on the couch, who gives him a strong sense of oppression, making him feel a great sense of crisis.

If I stay any longer, I really don’t know what he will do next.

Jiang Wanyi carefully avoided Meng Hanzhi and got out of bed, then stood far away by the window. Only then did his tense heart relax a lot.

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Meanwhile, in the mourning hall, the coffin that was originally locked with several black iron chains has been opened.

The black iron chain that was pulled apart with great force was like the broken claws of a giant beast, scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, a shadowy soul suddenly appeared above the coffin.

This person is Meng Yanzhi.

Time passed minute by minute, Meng Yanzhi's eyes were full of confusion, and he didn't move at all.

He just stared at the coffin with no body inside.

I don’t know how long it took, but the pair of originally sharp eagle eyes gradually turned scarlet.

He raised his head with a ferocious look on his face, as if he was tortured by endless pain.

In order to ease the pain, I could only grab my hair tightly with both hands in a futile attempt to use the pain at the roots of my hair to cover up the severe pain in my head that felt like it was being cut by a knife.

“This is not true!”

Meng Yanzhi suddenly let out a roar from his tightly pursed thin lips, his voice full of despair and anger.

“Liar! You are all liars!”

He became more and more agitated and his body began to tremble.

With the last roar, the soul instantly dissipated into the air.

On the way back to Hanzhi Garden from Xuanjixuan, Meng Hanzhi suddenly became alert to a dark shadow flashing behind him, and quickly turned around to prepare for the fight.

After searching around, he fixed his eyes behind a bush of flowers not far away.

"Who is hiding here? Come out for a while if you have the guts!"

Meng Hanzhi waited quietly for a while, but did not see anyone coming out from the flowers.

He couldn't help but frown, pulled out the dagger in his hand, placed it in front of his chest, and then slowly and carefully approached the flowers.

"come out!"

Just when Meng Hanzhi thought that there might be a fierce battle soon.

However, when he finally walked behind the flowers, he found that the person hiding inside was not an enemy, but a wild cat covered in black.

The originally tense expression was instantly relaxed.

The little black cat was not afraid of strangers. It seemed that it had lived in Yanzhu for a while. At this moment, it tilted its head and called out to Meng Hanzhi, as if asking.

"Meow~?"

Meng Hanzhi pinched the black cat's neck with his fingers and lifted it up, shaking it in front of his eyes.

"So it's you, the beast, who's playing tricks on me."

"Meow~"

The little black cat seemed to know that there was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, and all its sharp claws were retracted into its pads.

While tilting her head and calling out to him pitifully, she had already wrapped her arms around Meng Hanzhi's arms.

Dayou wanted to make him let go by showing weakness.

The kitten's soft belly pressed against the back of his hand reminded Meng Hanzhi of Jiang Wanyi's exact movement of curling up his whole body and holding the back of his hand in his arms.

His face was expressionless, and the hand that had been pinching the little black cat's neck just loosened.

"Meow~"

"Don't scare Wanyi by running around here at midnight. My cool and quiet one suits your temperament."

The little black cat looked confused, as if it had no idea what was happening.

All I knew was that I was being carried into a room by the man's arms.

The dark room was lit up by candlelight, revealing the paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls.

The ink marks, iron axe and silver hook reveal the heroism and unrestrained joy of those who practice martial arts.

The room was filled with all kinds of weapons, including knives, guns, swords, halberds, etc. Each one had been sharpened and was flashing coldly under the dim candlelight.

There was also a set of heavy armor next to the weapons, and it was obvious that it was worn by Meng Hanzhi.

In the past two years, apart from staying in Hanshan Temple, he has been dealing with the emperor's secret orders, which is why he stayed there for such a long time.

Meng Hanzhi casually threw a piece of unfinished beef to the little black cat, then lay on his back on the bed.

Everything that happened today was too sudden, and he was blinded by anger. I guess after tonight, Jiang Wanyi probably won't want to see him again.