"I'm Mo Qing." The man smiled, "Isn't that the name you called out?"
Feng Feng frowned, "Although you look a lot like Mo Qing to me, I know that you are definitely not him."
"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows and asked, "And why?"
"I don't know... In short, you are not him, I can be sure."
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be able to tell that I'm not him. I thought that the scenery would jump towards me and hug me happily. It seems that I miscalculated." His tone was frivolous, but there was only Smiling, I couldn't tell what his real emotions were.
What she thought of as a fairy just now seemed to be an illusion.
As he took a step forward, she took a step back, "Who are you? Zhiwei clearly said that no one can come up."
"Of course it's because I'm not a human being." The man found it interesting that she kept backing away, so he couldn't help but take a step closer to her until her back was leaning against the trunk of the plum tree, and there was no way to retreat. He propped one hand on the tree trunk, trapped her in the middle, lowered his head slightly, and stared at her bright eyes, which were as clean as ever, and to many people, had an inescapable attraction, he suddenly held back With a smile, he lowered his head slightly.
Feng Jing had a strong sense of danger, she turned her head to avoid the result of accidentally bumping into him.
After the man felt her resistance, he was taken aback for a moment, but soon, he retreated a little distance, the corner of his lips continued to have an unscrupulous chuckle, and his lowered voice was full of temptation, "I am more than Mo Qing is good-looking, but if you are not as beautiful as Feng Shuang, you can make mistakes, forget about him, and fall in love with me."
"This is impossible!" Feng Jing bent down and escaped from his arms, holding a distance of three steps away from him, before she questioned: "Who are you? Why do you know?" My name? And why do you know Mo Qing?"
"Well..." the man stroked his chin, and said casually, "Actually, I am Mo Qing's twin brother, and my name is Mo Qing."
"You lied!" Feng Jing didn't believe it at all, "You just said that you are a ghost like me."
"I am Mo Qing's brother, and I am a ghost. Is there any conflict between these two things?"
She paused, as if there was no conflict, Mo Qing could have a dead brother, there was nothing wrong with that, but what was wrong was the feeling this man gave her.
Inexplicably, she hated this frivolous man, seeing him approaching her again, she hurriedly said: "Don't approach me!"
He kept walking, "Why? I think that my appearance is very suitable for the taste of scenery."
Indeed, a man like him who doesn't speak but just stands quietly, giving people a sense of gentleness and elegance, is the ideal type in Feng Feng's heart, and this man does meet her standards, but she doesn't feel tempted at all, because She already has Mo Qing.
"No matter how much you suit my taste, I only need Mo Qing alone." She had no choice but to hide behind a tree, with a more alert look on her face. More powerful demons and ghosts than her, although she is a ghost in the eyes of others, but she has no other ability except unconsciously creating hallucinations, she is completely a war scum.
Seeing her hiding behind the tree and only daring to stick out one head to look at him defensively, the man in white felt funny, the smile deepened in his black eyes, and he waved at her, as if he was teasing a cat, " Good looking, come out, I won't hurt you."