Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Yan Qiaotian let go of his arm, shrugged, and said with a smile, "You can try it."

There was excitement in Wu Fuqian's eyes, and he asked in an unbelievable tone: "You...do you agree that I like you? Do you agree that you will be with me?"

Yan Qiaotian touched Bo's chest again, got up and walked to the door, turned his back to Wu Fuqian and said softly: "Is it useful if I disagree? Will you give up because I disagree?"

As soon as Yan Qiaotian finished speaking, Wu Fuqian immediately stepped forward and hugged Yan Qiaotian's waist, leaning his head gently on his back, feeling the throbbing that made him unable to hold back, and said: " I like you, I love you."

"Since you like me so much, can you tell me who you are?" Yan Qiaotian said suddenly and coldly.

Wu Fuqian let him go slowly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "You don't believe me?"

Yan Qiaotian turned around, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "You are the one who rescued Xia Qingyan in the temple?"

Wu Fuqian stared at him suspiciously, suddenly seemed to understand something, and said with a smile: "You think I'm pretending all this? Is liking you a lie?"

"No, I believe you like me, but since you like me, you shouldn't lie to me, right?" Yan Qiaotian said.

Wu Fuqian smiled even more intensely, staring at Yan Qiaotian and said, "The head of the family is actually so careful, hmph, but why do you say that's me?"

Yan Qiaotian stared at his coat and said: "You are wearing the same clothes as him, what is missing is only the black veil on the face, and I have already found the black veil." After finishing speaking, Yan Qiaotian walked quickly to the Beside the bed, he took out a familiar veil from under the pillow, held it in his hand and shook it twice.

Wu Fuqian was taken aback for a moment, then crossed his hands on his chest, and said with a slight smile, "So you think I'm him?"

"Hmph, he also uses the same Aotian Nine Forms as you, and wears the same clothes as you." Yan Qiaotian held up the veil and came to Wu Fuqian, and threw the veil to him, saying, "All this still doesn't explain the problem. ?"

"You mean he also uses the Aotian Nine Styles?" Wu Fuqian suddenly looked down, looked down at the veil, and said.

"Or he is you, and you are him." Yan Qiaotian kept staring at Wu Fuqian's face closely, not letting go of any expression on his face.

Wu Fuqian raised his head with an expression of indifference, threw the veil on the table beside him, and said with a smile: "I'm so powerful, do you like me a little bit, after all, there are no people who have escaped from you all these years. A lot."

"So, are you admitting it?" Yan Qiaotian asked with a calm expression.

Wu Fuqian sat down on the stool helplessly, spread his hands on the table and said, "Oh, does it matter whether I admit it or not? Anyway, you don't believe what I say, and you have already decided that I am the one who framed you." your murderer."

Yan Qiaotian suddenly laughed and said, "Then how do you want to die?"

"It's very simple, just die in your arms." Wu Fuqian replied with a smile on his face.

"It seems that you don't want to fight with me tonight?" Yan Qiaotian walked to Wu Fugan's side with his hands behind his back and said, "Actually, you can still escape, as long as you are willing to make a move."

Wu Fuqian raised his head, raised his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes sparkled with layers of autumn water, and said: "It's what I've always hoped to die in your hands, why should I do it?"

"Hmph..." Yan Qiaotian was about to speak when a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door, "What's going on in this house? Damn, is there anyone else?"

It was Xia Chongwen's voice, with a little impatience in his tone.

Yan Qiaotian immediately opened the door and walked out without thinking. Xia Chongwen came back at this time, which made him feel a little strange.

As soon as he saw Yan Qiaotian's figure, Xia Chongwen turned around quickly, wanting to leave, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than Yan Qiaotian, because before he jumped out of the gate, he was already caught by Yan Qiaotian. He fell to the ground with one palm.

Yan Qiaotian looked at him with displeasure and asked, "Say, where's your sister?"

Xia Chongwen stepped back in horror, while stammering back: "I... I don't know where my sister is."

"You still said you didn't know, didn't you guys come from the same road?" Yan Qiaotian's expression became more gloomy, and he felt that a wave of anger was about to burst out of his chest.

Xia Chongwen suddenly changed from panic to surprise. He backed up behind the gate and argued, "No, no, she and I are not on the same road."

"What did you say?" Yan Qiaotian stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and asked eagerly, "Don't you all belong to the Fenglei Gang?"

Xia Chongwen's pupils continued to dilate, he trembled all over, and asked nervously, "You... how do you know about the Fenglei Gang?"

"I know far more than that. It depends on whether you are willing to tell me now. Let me tell you, my patience has long been exhausted. If I find out that you are lying, then don't blame me for being cruel. " Yan Qiaotian said angrily, throwing off his clothes.

Xia Chongwen swallowed secretly, he had already experienced Yan Qiaotian's martial arts last year, so he dared not talk nonsense.

He straightened his clothes and followed Yan Qiaotian, muttering: "Brother Yan, I didn't do anything bad this time."

"Then let's talk about the Fenglei Gang." Yan Qiaotian said impatiently.

Xia Chongwen sighed softly, and said: "Brother Yan, you also know that there are two factions in the world now, one is pretending to be in your name to rob houses and do all kinds of bad things, and the other is pretending to be in your name to fight for justice."

"Which one is the Fenglei Gang?" Yan Qiaotian turned around and asked coldly.

"Brother Yan, I admit that it was because of my willfulness that I pissed off my father last year, but this year I didn't do those bad things again." Xia Chongwen looked at Yan Qiao with a troubled expression and said, "The Fenglei Gang is really not the one pretending to be you. The faction that robbed houses in name."

"Who is the leader of the Fenglei Gang?" Yan Qiaotian asked after thinking for a moment.

Xia Chongwen looked at Yan Qiaotian with even more embarrassment: "I really don't know about that, I am still very low in the gang, and I am not qualified to participate in any important things in the gang."

"Then what did you do when you came home last time?" Yan Qiaotian continued to ask.

"Then we're going to talk about Canglong Pavilion." Xia Chongwen walked up to Yan Qiaotian mysteriously, and said, "I came back to get that Canglong Pavilion badge."

Yan Qiaotian remembered that the waist badge of Canglong Pavilion seemed to be in Xia Qingyan's hands, so he asked again: "Is your sister also from the Fenglei Gang?"

"No, no, my sister is not from the Fenglei Gang. I guess she should be from the Canglong Pavilion. Three months ago, I felt that she was a bit sneaky, so I deliberately put the waist card of the Canglong Pavilion at home. When I came back for the first time, I couldn't find that badge anymore, so I..." Before Xia Chongwen finished speaking, Yan Qiaotian immediately asked: "What are you looking for for the badge?"