The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

When Fu Zhenhong heard the name from Ruoji System, she wasn't surprised at all.

During this period of time, Wu Zhiben had already speculated about his daytime activities.Yesterday evening, when he was washing clothes, he found red mud on his clothes. With Wu Zhi's suspicion level, he would definitely follow him to check it out.

It was within Fu Zhenhong's expectation that Wu Zhi would come.

Or to be more precise, this is the result of his deliberate induction.

So Fu Zhenhong was not surprised by this.

Right now, compared to Wu Zhi who was approaching him, his attention was still on Ximen Qing in front of him.

Xi Jianlin's jawline was tense, and he stared at the man whom he identified as Pan Jinlian with a stiff body.He could clearly feel the delicate and cold fingertips of the other party on his chin.

For a moment, Xi Jianlin even had a weird illusion, as if he was tightly wrapped by a very poisonous snake.

But what was a little subtle was that at this moment, although his heart was beating faster, he didn't feel panic or fear.

The beating heart was not because of the other party's words about whether to kill him, but because of the person himself, and because of the close proximity of the other party.

Xi Jianlin is well aware of this person's strength.

It was precisely because it was very clear that he didn't feel the panic that his life might be threatened: "You won't kill me." Xi Jianlin said firmly.

If this person really wants to kill him, he can do it directly.

Although he didn't communicate much with this person these days, he could feel that the other person was a person who didn't want to trouble, let alone talk nonsense.

If you want to do something, you will definitely do it directly, without beating around the bush, let alone procrastinating.

If such a person really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't say those words.

What's more, he didn't feel the other party's killing intent.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are you so sure?" While speaking, the strength in Fu Zhenhong's hands increased a little.

Xi Jianlin's expression remained unchanged.

Compared with the faster and faster heartbeat, his thoughts not only did not become disordered, but became clearer.

He looked straight at the man in front of him whose true identity was Pan Jinlian without hesitation, and replied with one word: "Yes."

Hearing this answer, Fu Zhenhong suddenly laughed.In the next second, his hand came directly to Xijianlin's neck, and he grabbed Xijianlin's lifeblood with ease.

Xi Jianlin's eyes flickered, and the position on his neck where the opponent's hand was pressed gave him a strange feeling.

Xi Jianlin himself couldn't explain why he had such an inexplicable feeling in such a situation.

And just as Xi Jianlin was thinking for a moment, Fu Zhenhong had already leaned over and put her lips to his ear, and said slowly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I won't kill you, but I can keep you forever." speechless."

"After all, you know my identity, don't you?" Fu Zhenhong's tone was very light, and the quiet and cold voice added a different kind of magnetism because of the low tone.

Xi Jianlin's lips tightened again.

Because of these words, and also because of the hot air sprayed to his ears when the other party spoke.

Obviously, what he should think about the most is whether he will be hurt, whether the other party's hand on his throat will be strong, but somehow, his thoughts have shifted, and he even has an abnormal feeling. direction of development.

Just like now, what he cares more about than the content of the other person's words is that this person is too close to him.It was so close that he felt uncomfortable all over, and subconsciously wanted to escape, so as to get rid of the secret and complicated emotions that suddenly arose in his heart, and let the temperature of the hot ears cool down.

Xi Jianlin took a deep breath, moved his lips and said, "You..."

However, just as he opened his mouth, the hand clasping his neck was already withdrawn.At the same time, the owner of this hand also stood up straight again, and took two steps back.

The distance from him seemed to tell him that everything just now was just an illusion.

Xi Jianlin's body paused slightly, and he was about to speak in doubt, when he saw this person suddenly glanced diagonally behind him.

Xijian Lin also took a look in this direction, but saw nothing, only the leaves blown by the wind were fluttering down.

Xi Jianlin looked away and looked at the man in front of him.

The other party's thick eyelashes drooped slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, Xi Jianlin frowned slightly, and looked at the one just now, but this time, he still didn't find anything suspicious.But Xi Jianlin didn't think that this man would suddenly look in this direction for no reason.

He thought of a possibility.

After turning his gaze to Fu Zhenhong, Xi Jianlin asked, "Could it be that there were other people there just now?"

Fu Zhenhong replied: "It can't be regarded as other people." This is equivalent to confirming Xi Jianlin's guess.But it also seems to have another meaning.

Can't count as someone else?

Xi Jianlin frowned, thinking about Fu Zhenhong's words.

Not counting other people, it means that the person just now is an acquaintance he knows and has a very close relationship with him, so the other two words cannot be used to describe it?

Xi Jianlin was thinking about it, but Fu Zhenhong had no plan to stay here any longer.He glanced at the thoughtful Xijian Lin, and flew away without saying anything.

Xijianlin, who was left in place, looked at Fu Zhenhong's leaving back in a daze, and an inexplicable sense of depression emerged from the bottom of his heart.

What is this with?

This person just left?

And it doesn't matter if he knows his identity?

The development of this matter is completely different from what he expected!

Xi Jianlin's mood was very complicated, very complicated.

The other party left so simply and neatly, without even saying a word, which gave him a feeling that the other party didn't care at all, didn't care about him at all, and didn't care about his knowledge of his identity at all.

And for some reason, Xijianlin also had an inexplicable illusion that he seemed to be being used.

Simply inexplicable.

Xi Jianlin frowned even tighter.

He glanced at the direction Pan Jinlian left, and then at the direction Pan Jinlian was looking at just now.Reminiscent of Pan Jinlian's last words, Xi Jianlin suddenly thought of something, he paused suddenly, and a guess emerged from his mind.

Could it be that the reason why Pan Jinlian suddenly approached him just now, and suddenly got close to him, was to show others?

It was just an appearance to say those words to amuse and scare him. The real purpose of the other party was to let the person who he said "can't be regarded as other people" see.

Xi Jianlin didn't believe that with Pan Jinlian's strength, no one would be found, so it could only be that Pan Jinlian did it on purpose, so that the explanation would make sense.

Xi Jianlin imagined that if he had just stood in that position and looked towards this side, because of the angle, the viewers might mistakenly think that they were hugging and intimacy.

Thinking of this, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on Xi Jianlin's face.

Sure enough, it was used!

Xi Jianlin laughed angrily.

Unexpectedly, one day he would be regarded as a tool man.

well.

Xijianlin's hand hanging by his side unconsciously tightened a little, and he silently recited the name Pan Jinlian in his heart.

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the other side.

After returning home, Wu Zhi sat at the table, drinking spicy spirits one after another.

The wine in the bowl reflected his face with a mask. The mask, which was so ordinary, was reflected in the wine, and under the rippling ripples, it looked distorted and hideous.

In Wu Zhi's mind, the scene he saw in the woods kept echoing, and the fire in his heart was burning violently, almost burning him to death.

Memories of the previous life reappeared in his mind again. In the woods behind Nanfang, the person who stuck to Pan Jinlian, that familiar face, Wu Zhi would never forget.

Ximen Qing, Pan Jinlian...

Wu Zhi's hand hanging on the other side was tightly clenched into a fist, because of too much force, his nails sank deep into the flesh, and a bloodstain was drawn on the palm.

The cold face under his mask was full of hostility, and the memories of Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing's adultery, like a roaring river, rushed towards him, as if they were going to break through the cage that held the beast in his heart. The ferocious monster is released.

He has been restraining and suppressing.

He thought he could be calm enough now, but when he saw Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing staying together, and saw that their bodies seemed to be stuck together, he just wanted to rush forward and tear them apart.

In the end, however, reason prevailed.

He held back and left quietly.

But the anger in his heart kept burning him.

Right now, he was drinking glass after glass of wine, and the spicy liquid poured into his throat, but it failed to paralyze his thinking, but made certain images in his mind clearer.

After the pot of wine almost bottomed out, Wu Zhi stopped.

He glanced at his hand, the bloodstains on the palm were a bit glaringly red.At this moment, judging from his complexion, he seemed to have calmed down.

However, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that the eyes under his mask are deep and dark, and what flows out is a sickness and gloom that is more frightening than pure anger.

There seems to be endless dangerous undercurrents, as if they want to engulf people.

All the windows were closed by Wu Zhi, and no sunlight came in. He just sat at the table with his eyes downcast, and his whole body was in the dark shadows.

He seemed drunk, but he didn't seem drunk.

[Xiao Hong, Wu Zhi's mood swings are found to be abnormal, are you sure you want to go in now? ]

[Um. ] Fu Zhenhong, who was about to walk to the door, called back to the weak chicken system. After blocking the weak chicken system, he pushed open the door directly.

Fu Zhenhong walked in, and the halo followed him into the house.

Wu Zhi raised his eyes, watched Fu Zhenhong close the door, and walked towards him step by step. His eyes fell on the fox mask on Fu Zhenhong's face, his eyes were surprisingly calm.

Fu Zhenhong's expression remained unchanged as he smelled the smell of alcohol in the room.He went to sit opposite Wu Zhi, and asked, "How does this wine taste?"

Wu Zhi heard the words, but did not immediately answer Fu Zhenhong's question.

He stood up, walked to Fu Zhenhong's side, and stared at him from top to bottom.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes.

Their eyes met in the air.

Wu Zhi replied: "Very bitter."

After finishing his words, he stretched out his hand and took off the fox mask on Fu Zhenhong's face.Seeing this familiar face revealed in his sight, Wu Zhi's deep voice showed a hint of hoarseness, and he said to Fu Zhenhong, "It's very bitter, like a thorn stuck in my throat."