Chapter 725

The black figure is dressed in dark and Wei style body shaping clothes and trousers. Even in the summer, it covers the whole body. With a black mask, you can only see a mouth and a pair of eyes under the shadow.

Ye Meijing has never paid so much attention to the figure of Song Ling that she has carried with her. No matter in height or shape, she almost always imagines it like Ye Lingyin. Her black and long hair is the same. Her pupils are deep and always cold, which is like the eyebrows when she first saw Shao jiaerlang's calligraphy and painting when she was young Look.

Because when we first met, Song Ling was a pockmarked face, half of which was red and ugly. People were disgusted at the first sight and didn't want to observe the second time. Therefore, ye Meijing never thought about the connection between her and her daughter.

But, "she She She is... " Ye Meijing wood with a face, Na Na open mouth, so looking at people approaching, this moment, is even the courage to reach out to take off her face mask.

People went straight to Ye Lingyin's side, at this time many owners also recognized.

Isn't this the dark guard who competed with Qin Zhan on the evening of the dinner party? Powers are pretty good.

Things have evolved so far, they are not able to control and predict, the more complex development of their hearts with one after another of the impact of ups and downs.

Finally, at the moment of seeing the black figure, they all felt subconsciously that maybe under this mask, they had the truth they wanted.

This mask will be opened by Ye Lingyin.

Although she had been ready, her fingertips were still shaking when she reached the front of her eyes. When her white hand gently took off the mask, a breeze came from nowhere. The cool breath stirred up a black hair. The wind stopped and the hair fell. The clear face presented in front of the public made everyone around her I couldn't help but take a breath.

Under the black mask, the girl's white face has long been free of pockmarks and red marks. Her facial features are exquisite, her face is cold, and her eyebrows are far away and her lips are red. It looks like a natural ink and wash painting. It is as beautiful as a banished immortal, and it is not contaminated with earthy breath.

It should be a unique appearance of beauty, but it is the same as ye Lingyin.

No, it's not clear who ye Lingyin is at the moment.

"Ha ha, like, really like, even the pores are the same." Ye Lingyin gently stroked the face in front of her with trembling fingertips. From her smooth forehead to her eyebrows, her nose and lips, she looked at every detail very carefully, and finally murmured, "for so many years, I just made it according to your appearance. It's really beautiful."

It was a feeling from her heart, not boastful.

She had looked in the mirror countless times before, and had thought about it countless times, whether the appearance of my father was really such a ghost. It was extremely perfect.

Now see, just know that there is no less than.

"How did you find me?" Song Ye feels a little awkward when she is touched by the same person, but she doesn't dodge. She knew that in this world, besides Qin Zhan, ye Lingyin was qualified to touch her like this.

It was just that she was curious about how she showed herself in front of her.

"Well? The first time I saw it, I knew it was you At that time, she was still in the disciple competition. When she saw the figure standing alone on the high platform from a distance, she recognized it. Looking at Song ye, she seemed to be stunned with disbelief. With a hook of her mouth, she took song Ye's face in her hands and said with a smile, "the person I have studied most in the past ten years is you. I have seen every part of your body, your words and deeds, how can I not recognize them. I know you better than anyone else, but I don't know your name

Know better than anyone, but don't know each other's name.

This thing sounds wonderful, but under the control of Ye Meijing, it has become an absurd reality.

"Song ye, my name is song Ye." Song Ye spoke softly and gave her the last message.

"Song ye Song ye I remember. " Ye Lingyin recited several times, as if to deepen the memory, and then a smile, like a simple happy child.

Suddenly, a high decibel scream came from the side of the body. Ye Meijing staggered back and sat down on the chair.

When they looked at her, they found that her face was as pale as paper, and she was no longer calm and calm. "No, it's impossible. Why are you here? You shouldn't be here. It's not the place you should come here!"

She stares at Song Ye. The whole person trembles violently. She grabs her finger on the handle of the chair and raises her hand violently. She points at her and says, "kill her, kill her, kill her!"

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Three consecutive sound exhausted her strength. Facing her daughter who met for the first time in 18 years, she didn't feel guilty and missing, but only fear, deep-rooted fear.

The longer she sat in this position, the deeper her fear became.She tried her best to come to all of today's things, can't let song ye to destroy.

At that moment, song ye saw the same madness as ye Lingyin from her eyes. In the 18 years of reform, it is not only Ye Lingyin who has been tortured and crazy.

In fact, the heart of Ye Meijing has already been distorted.

Two generations, song ye see his mother again is the same result.

What song ye can get from his mother is a Doug killing order.

In her previous life, she was stabbed 11 times and nearly died. In this life, what will be the outcome?

With a bang, it was another movement of clapping the table. The tea table under the hand of Sir Run Yichen was smashed in an instant, and he also stood up upright, with a strong sense of awe and dignity on his cold face.

"Today I want to see who dares to move my daughter, run run run." Even though he has been indifferent for many years, he is not willing to get involved in the family's intrigue, but this does not mean that he can be bullied by others, especially his daughter.

This sound is full of pressure, so that the besieged dark guard dare not start, and even ye Meijing's face is frozen in place.

"Run Yichen Are you going to fight against me Ye Meijing's feeling for this man is still in his childhood. He painted for himself with his pen, and stayed at the time when he was full of strong love for himself.

So the open hostility of Shao Yichen at this time made it difficult for her to adapt.

Things seem to have been out of her control. What she thought she had been holding firmly in her hands seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.

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