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The head of the wing palace is numb. His intuition tells him that he must be holding back his bad heart: "can you not stare at the head of the palace like this? It's strange

"I'll make a bet with you. If I lose, I'll do something for you unconditionally. How about that?" Wei Chi Ming has no nonsense and goes straight to the theme.

The leader of the wing palace stares at him: "tell me first

"In a quarter of an hour, I will take off your mask!"

"Don't think too much of yourself!" The leader of the wing palace sneers. Without his permission, the person who can take off his mask is not born.

What's more, it's only a quarter of an hour.

"So you agree?"

"You can't wait to owe me a condition. If I don't make it up to you, it seems that I can't make it up to you!" At this moment, the Lord of the wing palace seems to have seen that he lost miserably.

Wei Chi Ming chuckled: "time starts!"

Looking at the way he is sure to win, the master of Yigong has a little doubt in his heart. He looks around and makes sure that there is no other helper in the wing room. Then he is a little relieved.

Wei Chi Ming poured a cup of tea again and drank it slowly. He looked like a breeze, but he didn't mean to do it at all.

The Lord of the wing Palace's eyelids narrowed slightly and watched his movements all the time to prevent him from making Yin moves unexpectedly.

Wei Chi Ming ignored his gaze, still languidly tasting the tea in the cup.

Xiao Mo Xin looks at Wei Chi Ming with a dark belly. He can't help but shed tears of sympathy for the leader of the wing palace.

If you want to blame him, you can only blame him for being too conceited.

Waving away the disordered thoughts in his mind, Xiao moxin slowly condenses Yin Qi.

For a moment

A sudden wave of both hands.

A strong Yin Qi blows directly to the mask of the master of Yigong.

The head of Yigong palace was numb and subconsciously reached out to block it. However, this invisible and intangible Yin Qi could not be blocked by his single hand.

Seeing that the mask on his face had been loosened, but he couldn't blow it off. Xiao moxin hurriedly reminded Yu Chi Ming, "hurry up!"

Wei Chi Ming's tea cup turns gently in his hand. Next second, he hits the ghost mask on his face precisely.

With a bang, the ghost mask fell.

"You lost!" Wei Chi Ming calmly reminds him of an indisputable fact. However, when he bumps into his familiar face, his pupils suddenly shrink.

Wing palace master touched, his face exposed in the air: "don't you think you are taking advantage of others' danger?"

"No!"

“……” Master of wing palace.

Should he say that his shamelessness is more unlimited than he imagined?

"Should you explain it to me?" Wei Chi Ming's eyes were shining and fixed on his familiar handsome face: "Ning Qianyu!"

"Nearly a year later, you still remember the name of the palace leader so deeply. Should the palace leader feel particularly honored?" The master of Yigong is very interested in speaking.

Wei Chi Ming said: "here, there are two kinds of people who can make us remember our worries. One is friends, the other is enemies."

"Obviously, the palace master belongs to the third kind!" He didn't think that they could be called friends if they had only a few sides at the beginning, but it would be exaggerating to divide them into enemies.

Wei Chi Ming nodded: "reluctantly, you can be classified as the third kind - suspect!"

“……” Master of Yigong I didn't say anything

"Say it! Your real name? " Wei Chi Ming didn't continue to talk nonsense with him. He asked directly.

"You don't already know!"

When Wei Chi Ming heard the words, he said, "do you think you're stupid or are you stupid? You can tell this kind of words that deceive three-year-old children!"

The master of the wing palace bent down and picked up the ghost mask on the ground. At the same time, he spat out a few words from his lips: "you are really not pleasant at all!"

"Just like each other!"

“……” Master of wing palace.

He really has no desire to talk to him any more.

"Now that you are in my kingdom, do you want me to torture you to extort a confession? I'm going to explain myself like this, but I have to think about it clearly! " Wei Chi Ming's voice was slightly raised, which was vaguely mixed with a sense of warning.

"You don't have the ability, do you?" The leader of the wing palace provoked.

"Whether I have this ability or not, the ghost mask in your hand is the best explanation." The voice falls at the same time, Wei Chi Ming has a matter of fact of saw an eye, the ghost fierce mask in his hand.

Yigong palace master's breathing is stagnant, OK! Up to now, he has not yet made clear that this calm room, good, how can suddenly blow a gust of wind?

Is

Is there anything unclean in this wing room?

Once this understanding came out, the master of Yigong had goose bumps all over again."It seems that you really want to wait for me to do it..."

"Nangongchen!" Without waiting for his voice to fall, the Lord of the wing palace spewed three words from his lips.

Familiar name, familiar words, make Wei Chi Ming pupil suddenly enlarged: "what do you say?"

"Cousin! Don't patronize and get excited. Should you call the master of the Palace first? " Nangong Chen lips angle tiny hook, smile not smile of gaze at him.

Wei Chi Ming and he looked at each other for a long time. He didn't seem to be joking. His face changed little by little: "at that time, the Nangong clan had been killed..."

"All over the house?"

Wei Chi Ming nodded.

"It's true that when officers and soldiers entered Nangong's house, men, women, young and old, they killed people whenever they saw them. The reason why I survived was that someone died for me!" Mention the thing of that year, the Mou light of South Temple Chen, dye a few minutes gloomy.

Even now, it has been rehabilitated for the Nangong clan, but if people die, they will not be able to come back to life.

Wei Chi Ming didn't miss his change of face. He knew how cruel and painful it was for him when he was still young. But the premise was that everything he said was true.

"What proof do you have that you didn't lie?"

People's looks will change. Today, more than ten years later, Wei Chi Ming can't remember what his cousin looked like when he was young?

"It's in your character to be so cautious in such things!" Nangong Chen's mouth said so, but he lifted up his left sleeve and showed his strong arm: "do you still remember this scar?"

Wei Chi's eyes were deep, but he was staring at the scar on his arm, which was nearly ten centimeters.

He remembers the scar. It was when he was climbing a tree, he slipped and was scratched by a branch. Later, the scar was always there.

This understanding flashed through his mind, at the same time, Wei Chi Ming began to try to gradually overlap him with the vague figure in his memory.

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