Ran Yang's heart sank to the bottom, and his eyes became more and more cold when he looked at Zhao Jingyun, "What do you want to say?" ”

Zhao Jingyun grinned and laughed silently, "You don't know? ”

Ran Yang's heart was cold, he grabbed Fu Xinmiao's hand, and his voice trembled softly, "Let's go, don't pay attention to this madman"

"Huh? What's the matter, why did you suddenly ......" Fu Xinmiao's words did not continue, because she saw the terrifying ruthlessness in Ran Yang's eyes, and that strange feeling pressed against her again, from this meeting, she felt that this person, in a place she didn't know, had undergone subtle changes.

"I'm begging you, don't ask, okay?" Ran Yang looked at it fragily, that strange thought, he didn't want to recall it anymore, as long as she didn't ask, then he still had the strength to convince himself.

Fu Xinmiao nodded, "Ran Yang, I don't ask, don't be like this, I'm afraid"

Ran Yang cleaned up his emotions, he gently hugged Fu Xinmiao into his arms, and his tone implied a fragility that he had not seen in all these years, "Miao Miao, don't be afraid, with me, I won't let you leave again"

"Do you want to squeeze me to death?" At this time, a low-pitched voice sounded at the right time.

"Ahh Fu Xinmiao was startled, broke free from Ran Yang's arms, and saw the child who had just been in rags, and was being squeezed between her and Ran Yang with a flushed face, "Child, why are you here?" ”

Ran Yang grabbed Zhao Jingyun's neck, "You are looking for death!" ”

"Oh, don't!" Fu Xinmiao trembled and grabbed Ran Yang's arm, this was the first time she had seen such a Ran Yang, and the murderous intent in her eyes really scared her.

On the other hand, Zhao Jingyun still had a leisurely look, and he even used his fingers to pick at Ran Yang's wounds.

Ran Yang's eyes narrowed, he shook his hand and threw Zhao Jingyun aside, his tone full of warnings, "Don't follow me again"

Zhao Jingyun rolled on the ground twice, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes full of disdain for "cowards who dare not face reality"

Ran Yang seemed to be stimulated by the word 'coward', and he viciously stepped on Zhao Jingyun's hand on the ground, "What do you know?" Little kid who doesn't know anything, what qualifications do you have to point fingers here? Of course, Ran Yang understands that since he was reborn here, he has been asking himself, is it really too late? If it's too late, won't you have to go through another metamorphosis that is worse than death? Everything after coming here told him that it was really too late......

But now, such a hateful little ghost popped up, and told him with a look of wanting to save him: all this is just a dream, and what he thinks can be recovered has actually been lost a long time ago, and he would rather not have such a reality!

The people in the picture were in pain, but Lan Linfeng, who controlled the picture, looked calm, I looked at Ran Yang's resolute expression, and couldn't help but glance at the calm Lan Linfeng, "He has long had doubts, and he is still intoxicated in this situation, I'm afraid...... (It's more auspicious and less)" With his character, why don't you see a trace of anxiety?

Lan Linfeng lifted the corners of his mouth and pulled out an illusory smile, "Have you forgotten, he can't even erase the existence of his memory from you, I believe him, it's not so easy to hang"

"Oh~ I forgot about this stubble" I suddenly realized that Ran Yang can carry my forgotten note, there must be a strange talent that he doesn't know, and such a person...... We really don't need to worry.

"She's already dead, you know? ......" Zhao Jingyun's words came to an abrupt end.

My heart moved, and I saw the small figure, drawing a perfect parabola, flying like rags into the middle of the road, crashing head-on into the speeding car.

"No!" Fu Xinmiao exclaimed in surprise, she buried her head deep in Ran Yang's chest, "Don't"

Ran Yang patted her back gently, a touch of bloodthirsty madness flashed in his eyes, "I'm not afraid" His brows were furrowed, looking at the owner who got out of the car to check the injured, but couldn't see half a figure, and the uneasiness in his heart was also expanding rapidly, 'Who are you?' He felt his heart tremble wildly, the black hole of fear mercilessly devouring the last shred of his peace.