As soon as the two of them exited the stage, the flashes on the stage went out one after another, but the lights under the stage turned on at this moment.
"Masked banquet, interesting. Uncle, you..." Ning Shayne put on the banquet mask, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. As he spoke, he looked at Ling Tianyi beside him, his words stopped in his throat in an instant.
People? Ning Shayne looked at the empty space beside him, his face twitched violently, wouldn't his uncle also be interested in that mysterious princess
Fu Yi, who leaned against a pillar, wore a silver-white mask of ghosts and gods. The mask was engraved with beautiful cherry blossoms. On the cherry blossoms, it was as if they were stained with blood, making people shudder.
Fu Yi lowered his head slightly, his eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a sneer: "Want to escape?"
Duanmulu wears a white mask with exquisite daffodil patterns engraved on the mask, and her light green one-shoulder gown is particularly suitable, but it has an indescribable charm.
Duanmulu walked through the crowd with her skirt in both hands, walking briskly, with a trace of anxiety.
Xiaoxing, where on earth are you? Xiaoxing... Duanmu Lu kept screaming in his heart, seeing that there was no one around him except those wearing masks. It was Xiaoxing.
When Duanmu Lu looked left and right, he just happened to bump into the same person in front of him.
"You're looking for death." Ning Shayne looked at the red wine in his hand that had soiled his white suit, his face sank, and without thinking about it, he cursed.
Listening to the familiar voice, Duanmu Lu looked up at a black mask with many irregular daffodils carved on it, like weeds. And the figure in front of him became more and more familiar, and he couldn't help but compare with the figure of Ning Shayne in his mind.
"Hmph, you don't have eyesight, who made you not have eyes." Duanmulu noticed that the person in front of him was Ning Xiyin, and he immediately akimbo his hips and snorted angrily.
Ning Yanyan was a little surprised. He looked up and down Duanmulu, glanced at Duanmulu with contempt, and snorted coldly: "It turns out that it's you, a stinky girl. You have a bucket-like figure like you and put on this dress. It's really true. insult."
"You, what are you talking about? My bucket waist?" Duanmulu's face turned black, and her fingers tremblingly pointed at Ning Xiyin, unable to say a few words.
"Didn't you understand?" Ning Shayne raised his arrogant head and spoke arrogantly: "I said that the waist of your bucket... Ah, stinky girl, you are looking for death."
Before Ning Xiaoyin finished speaking, he was stepped on the back of his feet by Duanmulu. Ning Xiaoyin took a breath, clutching his feet, and stared at Duanmulu angrily.
"Hmph, this is a lesson for you." Duanmulu retracted his feet, cocked his mouth, snorted coldly, turned and left.
Seeing that Duanmu Lu was about to leave, Ning Shayne stood up immediately, his tone was full of gritted teeth: "Smelly girl, you dare to go, I want you to look good."
Duanmulu raised his head, turning a deaf ear to the threat of Ning Shayne, and kept walking away.
Ning Shayne had a gloomy gaze, looked at Duanmulu's back, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth: "Smelly girl, wait for me. I want you to look good."
After Duanmulu left, he was stopped by a man with a cherry blossom pattern.
"Excuse me, is it Miss Duanmu?" The man's eyes were cold and his tone was as if from the cold, causing Duanmu Lu to step back. He shuddered and nodded unconsciously.
"Really, Miss Duanmu, can you dance with me..." The man stretched out his hand, which was not as white as an ordinary person, and looked at Duanmu Lu with a tone that could not be rejected.
The face under Duanmulu's mask was pale for a moment. I looked around and found that the people around hadn't noticed them at all, and my heart was flustered for a moment. At this moment, how much she hopes someone can come out and leave her from the side of this man who exudes horror and cold air.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm looking for someone, so..." Duanmulu held the dress tightly with both hands, and the sweat almost wetted the palms of his hands.
"If that's the case, then forget it. The person you are looking for is Qian Xiaoxing." The man's eyes were cold, and he withdrew his hand without the slightest embarrassment. With a wicked smile, he looked at the people gradually walking behind Duan Mulu without a trace. There was a sullen smile at the corner of his mouth: "If you want to know where she is, then you must go outside the greenhouse garden. You must be alone. Otherwise, you will never see your friends."
Duanmulu froze on the spot, looking at the direction of the man's disappearance, his hand holding the skirt clenched into a fist, his body trembling slightly, he didn't know whether it was angry or scared.
"Hey, what's the matter with you." Ning Xiaoyan just saw Duanmulu talking to a man with a little weird behavior, and was very unhappy, so he walked towards Duanmulu and slapped Duanmulu on the shoulder.
Ning Xiaoyin squinted slightly and frowned as he watched the man hurriedly leaving. The smile on that man's departure just now gave him a bad feeling.
"Ah..." Duanmu Lu was slapped by Ning Xiaoyin, and the three souls were so scared that they lost their seven souls and took a step back, only to find that it was Ning Xiaoyin who was relieved.
"What did that person tell you just now?" Ning Xiaoyan stared at Duanmulu's eyes tightly. Just now he clearly felt that Duanmulu seemed to be trembling, although it was not very strong, but for him, he could find this. It's not difficult at all.
Duanmulu opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say it, but when he thought of the man's sulky smile, a pain in his eyes flashed, and the fierce light was immediately exposed: "What's the matter with you, you can be your playboy. ."
When the words were over, Duanmulu glanced at Ning Shayne for unknown reasons, turned and ran towards the greenhouse garden.
"Smelly girl, I'm really going to make trouble." Ning Xiaozhen's face sank slightly, a trace of anger crossed his eyes, and a cold snorted: "I don't want to hear it.
Ning Xiaoyan lowered his head, kicked the stones on the ground, glanced around without a trace, snorted coldly, and left in the opposite direction of Duanmulu.
At this moment, the man hiding in the crowd, watching Duanmulu did not say what he said, smiled with satisfaction, and left in the direction that Duanmulu disappeared.
The man didn’t notice. When he turned and left, Ning Shayne put his hands on his trouser pockets, his fiery red hair looked particularly dazzling in the dark, watching where the man disappeared, and followed the man’s steps slowly. .
In the greenhouse garden, brightly lit, a girl wearing a light white suspender with a heart-shaped pattern on her back is bending over to care for the weeds in the rose flower.
"Hiss." Just when the girl made a weed wrapped around a rose flower, covered with thorns, she accidentally pierced her finger. The girl cried out in pain, staring blankly at the blood on her finger. Billowing out.
"You fool." At this moment, Fu Yi ran from outside the conservatory garden to the girl, pulled the girl's finger, and put it in her mouth to suck.
The girl raised her head to look at Fu Yi, a smile was drawn at the corner of her mouth, but it was instantly covered up, she lowered her head slightly, and a ray of light flashed across her eyes.
Fu Yi let go of the girl's hand, squatted beside the girl, looked at the girl quietly, and then whispered: "Xiaoxing, have you played enough?"
The young girl is Qian Xiaoxing who disappeared a week later.
Qian Xiaoxing raised his head, slightly surprised, pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to get the thorny grass wrapped around the rose flower again.
Just when Asakoyama touched the grass again, Fu Yi squeezed Asakoko's slender wrist and said in a cold tone: "How long do you want to play? Asakoko? No, I should call you the lady of the Tomb of Sakura , The burial flower is right."
As soon as Fu Yi’s voice fell, Qian Xiaoxing’s body stiffened involuntarily, but only for a moment, he recovered, shook his head, and wrote on the ground with another free hand: "I don’t understand what you are talking about. ?"
"You can speak obviously, don't you? Why don't you speak. Not speaking is just an excuse for you to approach me. Now that the excuse has disappeared, why don't you speak." Fu Yi squeezed Qian Xiaoxing's hand involuntarily, almost wanting to crush it. Asako's wrist is average.
Feeling the pain in his wrist, Qian Xiaoxing only slightly raised his brows, and didn't say anything. Instead, he turned his eyes to the rose garden and directly ignored Fu Yi.
"Look at me, Qian Xiaoxing." Fu Yi grabbed Qian Xiaoxing's shoulder and asked her to look at him. At this moment, his eyes were full of anger, and he grasped Qian Xiaoxing's hand on his shoulders, and he also moved more and more. Harder.
Qian Xiaoxing's bright eyes looked at Fu Yi, looking at Fu Yi's serious coldness, Qian Xiaoxing bit her lower lip and lowered her eyes.
"You are wrong. I did speak ten years ago, but I will not speak in the past ten years. What I say is just according to the plan and let people say it in advance." Qian Xiaoxing raised his hand. He clasped Fu Yi's wrist and supported the ground with one hand. With the help of force, he made a spin in the air and landed steadily on the ground: "And Ling Tianyi also spoke those words according to my plan."
"You are not talking now." Fu Yi's mouth twitched lightly and raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Because I said, I will talk about it all night in front of the first person to find me."
"Oh, isn't it, then it is really an honor for this young man today."
"I'm very curious, how did you know that I am the master of the Tomb of Sakura." Qian Xiaoxing was a little strange, everything was planned, but the only missing point was that Fu Yi was able to know in such a short time. Her identity really makes people look forward to his explanation.
"Because you are you." Fu Yi whispered, as early as the beginning he doubted Qian Xiaoxing's true identity. But thinking that since she wanted to play, he would do it.
No matter that time, she was planning, and all of them were like pawns in her plan, following her plan.
And the incident just a week ago made him sure of one thing even more.