Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

The four soldiers divided into two groups and began to search for Song Yuanchen's trace.

Song Ci was in a group with Zhong Jiuli, and he followed behind him, suddenly remembering Zhao Duzhi's words, his dull nerves seemed to be shaken.He thought of the ghost he saw that night that also regarded him as a ghost, and Zhong Jiuli's flickering words, which Yan Wenwen deliberately concealed.

Is his time really numbered?

Just thinking about it, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

When he was in a daze, the compass in Zhong Jiuli's hand suddenly turned violently, and he quickly pulled Song Ci behind him, telling him, "Be careful."

Song Ci looked at the suddenly darkening sky, collected himself, and followed Zhong Jiuli carefully, not daring to leave half a step away.

There seems to be a cloud of yin in the air that is churning, stirring the clouds and mist, and the sky is flickering, looking weird and unpredictable.

Zhong Jiuli took out the willow whip wrapped around his waist and swung it towards the space, splitting the churning yin energy, and a shrill and sharp cry sounded, but when he listened carefully, it was a still immature voice.

"have a finger in the pie!"

The cloud and mist dispersed, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl stood expressionlessly in the black mist. It was the little girl in the phantom.

This was the first time Song Ci saw her appearance clearly. She looked very upright, like a classical beauty in a painting of ladies, with an oval face, willow eyebrows, small cherry mouth, and big round eyes that were still childish.

At this moment, her lips were tightly closed, and she stared at them with a pair of beautiful big eyes, with a stubborn and gloomy expression.

Holding a willow whip in his hand, Zhong Jiuli asked coldly, "What's your relationship with Xu?"

Zhao Jingya glanced down, looked at them coldly, blood seemed to flash in her eyes, "Get lost!"

As soon as the words were finished, Zhong Jiuli raised the willow whip, and the whip instantly stretched and trapped her firmly in it. Instead of dodging, she sneered, "You kill, kill me, they, they die."

"What's with me?"

Zhong Jiuli lowered his head, looking nonchalant.

Zhao Jingya was taken aback for a moment, then she was pulled down and fell to the ground, Zhong Jiuli looked down at her, as if he was satisfied with this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said softly: "I don't like talking with my head up. "

Zhao Jingya felt like falling into an ice cellar, the eyes of this man in front of him were extremely indifferent, he really didn't care about the life and death of those little beasts.She was chilled and suppressed the fear in her heart. As soon as this man made a move, she knew that she had no chance of winning. She gave him a fierce look, turned her head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Let them come, come and see me, I will let them go." , let go of the little, little bastard."

She also knows that she stutters, so she often uses silence instead of answering. In the eyes of others, she becomes a cowardly and deceitful object. After becoming a ghost, she is also a cowardly and deceitful ghost. Now, she finally has revenge. An opportunity she must not lose.

Zhong Jiuli lowered his eyes and did not laugh. He said coldly, "Do you think you have room to bargain with me?"

Song Ci couldn't help turning his head to look at Zhong Jiuli, sometimes he was too kind to him, so good that he thought he was a kind person, even though he looked a little cold on the surface.

But no, he has a cold face and a cold heart.

Zhao Jingya finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Aren't you...not him, they came here to get rid of them, me?"

Zhong Jiu couldn't help but smile, "They can't afford me."

Zhao Jingya looked vigilant, "Then what are you doing here?"

Zhong Jiuli said lazily, "A few questions for you."

Zhao Jingya kept silent.

Zhong Jiuli asked on his own, "What's your relationship with Xu?"

After a while, Zhao Jingya said, "Xu, who is it?"

Zhong Jiuli looked down at her. After all, it was a half-grown child, who hadn't even reached his chest, and his figure was even thinner, as if he would collapse when the wind blows.It's a pity that he is not a soft-hearted person. He lowered his eyes and asked coldly, "Who is helping you?"

The ghost in front of him obviously didn't have the ability to hide people, and he couldn't find them.There is only one possibility, she has a helper.

Zhao Jingya raised her head hesitantly, hesitated for a while, and said slowly: "Dream, dream."

She spoke very slowly, as if she was jumping out word by word, but Zhong Jiuli was not impatient at all, and watched her quietly, as if she was a patient listener.

Zhong Jiuli's attitude made her breathe a sigh of relief, she lowered her head, and continued: "In the dream, in the dream, he asked me if I wanted revenge. I said, yes, and then he taught me, I, I don't, I don't want to agree , I am like them, I know what it is like to feel, but he, he told me, only in this way, they will know that they are wrong, wrong, I want, I want them to feel my pain, a thousand times a thousand times Feel my pain."

After speaking, Zhao Jingya's tone became colder and she stopped stuttering. She seemed to be a different person, her eyes were stained with blood, and the black air around her also changed. A powerful force seemed to be about to burst out.

Zhong Jiuli glanced at her coldly, "Then why don't you take revenge on them directly?"

The blackness on Zhao Jingya's body gradually calmed down again, but the expression on her face was somewhat unusual. She nodded, with the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a paradoxical and peaceful smile, and said, "I just want to remind their parents of their past. It's an interesting meeting, isn't it?"

She spoke more fluently and coherently, as if she had transformed herself.

"It doesn't matter if you kill me. If I die, no one will ever be able to find those children. They will die one by one from hunger, and their parents will be heartbroken. Although some are not perfect, my purpose is still the same. Reached."

Zhong Jiuli was not interested in her revenge plan, and asked in a cold voice, "When will Hui come again?"

Zhao Jingya was startled, then she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to see him?"

Zhong Jiuli nodded.

Zhao Jingya shrugged, she shook her head and said, "I don't know when he will come again."

Song Ci couldn't help looking at Zhao Jingya. From just now, she seemed to be a different person.The demeanor and some actions of the whole person are completely different from the previous Zhao Jingya. She is more open and flamboyant, revealing a sense of confidence and calmness in every detail, which is completely the opposite of the timid, quiet and inferior Zhao Jingya.

It seems that in order to protect the weak self, he conjured up a strong self.

Zhao Jingya seemed to have sensed his gaze, and followed his gaze, her eyes seemed to become gentle, she looked at Song Ci, the flamboyant expression was swept away, she pursed her lips almost cautiously gave him a smile.

"Thank you."

That thank you was almost inaudible, and it seemed to be specifically for Song Ci. Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, but before he understood, Zhao Jingya seemed to change his face, and changed his expression again.

She raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a bright and almost teasing smile, "Little brother, I think your time is numbered. If you become a lonely ghost, you can come to me and I will protect you."

Song Ci was taken aback, and it was this sentence again.