Chapter 303

"Brother!" With an angry cry, Shen Dao's eyes suddenly burst into tears, as if hurt his self-esteem. He put on his cloak again in a panic, and walked out without looking at Zheng Quzhi.

Until Shen Dao disappeared, Zheng Quzhi did not respond.

All along, Zheng Quzhi did not take Shen Dao's words to heart. He didn't believe any brother, brother or enemy, but his face was so similar to him

If he hadn't often seen himself of different ages in fantasy recently, he would have forgotten his former appearance.

Shen Dao looks only eighteen or nine years old. He is very young. His skin on his face and hands is very pale, which makes him look very unnatural. The burn looks as like as two peas. It should not be a recent injury. If it wasn't for that burn, Shen Dao and teenager would be almost the same.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

It should be unlikely, maybe Does he really have a brother?

A string of questions came, Zheng Quzhi twisted his eyebrows with a headache.

"What are you thinking?" It's Wei Yan's voice again.

Zheng Quzhi looked warily at the direction of the door, and saw Wei Yan standing at the door again. His tall and straight figure was the same as that of just now. Different from just now, Wei Yan raised his head, frowned and looked at himself closely.

"Wei Yan?" He asked tentatively.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Wei Yan didn't seem to notice the arrival of Shen Dao just now. After turning around and closing the door, she threw aside a collection of fairy tales. Her tone was filled with complaints: "these children are very boring. Don't come next time."

"OK, OK, no more." Zheng Quzhi's heart relaxed, pulled his collar, and walked toward the bed: "now you haven't come, let's squint first?"

Seeing Zheng Quzhi so perfunctory, Wei Yan's eyes crossed a meditation, her face was still plain, but she walked steadily towards Zheng Quzhi.

As soon as he approached, he smelled some disgusting smell. Wei Yan's face was extremely ugly. He looked down at the man who had been lying on the bed: "is he coming?"

It goes without saying who he is.

Zheng Quzhi was frightened by Wei Yan's appearance. In fact, since the two people were together, Wei Yan rarely showed this appearance in front of him: his face was full of evil, and his eyes were still full of murderous spirit.

"Gone." Zheng Quzhi pulled the quilt and covered it. His face was as stable as a dog. He was already in a panic.

Wei Yan's face did not soften down because of Zheng Quzhi's words. He looked at Zheng Quzhi in silence for a moment. He dropped his eyes and took his eyes back to bed.

He thought it was over. Zheng Quzhi was relieved, and a man came over him. Zheng Quzhi didn't want to cry without tears: "Wei Yan, this is someone else's place. Is it not good to do that?"

Wei Yan approached, first smelled Zheng Quzhi's face, and then asked in a deep voice, "where did he touch you?"

It's so strong, it's not so simple to stand together.

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi sniffed at the corners of his mouth: "are you a dog nose?"

Why is it so smart like a dog's nose?

"Where did it touch you?" Wei Yan didn't pay attention to Zheng Quzhi's words, but insisted on asking: "where did you touch?"

This stubborn problem did not change at all. Zheng Quzhi rolled his eyes, held Wei Yan in his arms, and hummed, "I touched his clothes."

Before Zheng Quzhi reacts, he is pushed away by Wei Yan. Then Wei Yan stretched out his hand and pulled his collar to lift him up. He dodged his hand and asked in a cold voice, "do you touch him?"

Looking at Wei Yan's appearance, Zheng Quzhi is suddenly silent.

Shen Dao said that Wei Chen had a feud with him. Looking at this, he felt that Wei Yan had a feud with Shen Dao. The atmosphere became stiff and embarrassed because of his silence. For a long time, Zheng Quzhi dropped his eyes and said, "if you don't mind, I'll wash it."

Seeing this, Wei Yan's pupils shrank, and the blood color in her eyes faded away. Her hand also quickly loosened, and her tone had slowed down: "I will accompany you."

"No Zheng Quzhi pushed him away, got out of bed, and walked out.

In the room, Wei Yan is still sitting on the bed, slightly drooping his head, unable to see the mood of his eyes.

***

the bathroom is in the middle of this floor. Zheng Quzhi, with his hands in his pocket, sways slowly, his face still tense, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Sobbing --

the cry suddenly started.

Zheng Quzhi steps a meal, raises the eye to see to the front. It was a little girl in a white skirt, with long hair in front of her face, like a chaste son in the movie. She was floating in the air, crying.

Is it secluded?

Zheng Quzhi took a step back and suddenly remembered the scene when he first saw you. A clean Lori face, eyes big, skirt is also very good-looking, the whole person looks clever and sensible, but also sweet call his brother, begged him to take her home.

After all, seeing such ghosts or evil spirits, Zheng Qu knew that he didn't have much fear in his heart, but just looked at the secluded place quietly.

Floating in the air, the seclusion suddenly moved. She looked up, showed her bloody eyes, full of hatred and resentment, and looked at Zheng Quzhi."Go back to Mr. Wei!" Wan Qiu, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly called out.

Zheng Quzhi took a deep breath, did not ignore wanqiu and ran back to the road just now. However, it was late, no matter how he ran, he was still in the same place.

Clearly not far from the room, but always can not pass.

Ghost hit the wall!

Zheng Quzhi was a little flustered. As soon as he turned back, he looked at youyou at a close distance. He did not know when, youyou was floating in his upper air. As soon as he turned back, he saw youyou's big bloody eyes.

Originally full of childlike eyes actually became this pair of appearance, Zheng Quzhi took a deep breath, resisted the impulse of screaming, and took a big step back.

It's just like a little bit of blood in it. It's just like the flesh.

It's murder.

Zheng Qu was calm and asked, "are you killed?"

Smell speech, faint light Piao look at him, accident no longer tube him, began to drift toward one of the rooms.

"Open the door! Open the door Once childish voice became ethereal and full of horror. She almost stuck to the door and smashed it with her fist.

Zheng Quzhi found that the quiet hands were full of blood, and the blood flowed down from the door with the quiet movement.

"Ah

And for the ghost's quiet movements, the children inside are not unresponsive, almost the same as a scream, as if frightened by something, then dead as quiet.

There was no sound in it.

But youyou was stimulated by the scream just now, and the action became crazy. Some flesh and blood splashed around with her knocking on the door.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!