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Still the same character

It was clearly Chu Yao who had been holding Murong Qingyan's hand. How could you let go if you wanted Murong Qingyan?

Ning Baobao suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu that I didn’t want to know this person.

He just had a bad look and really wanted to separate these two people.

"You see clearly who holds who is holding his hand, you are talking, can you?"

The King of Hell was so dry that he didn't see them separate. When he was about to start teaching a lesson again, Ning Baobao couldn't stand it and interrupted in the middle.

This time she was not jealous or angry because she heard that Chu Yao had been his sister many times before.

His real sister.

And I still remember when I first stepped into the underworld to be a yin and yang agent.

I heard from the underworld that the King of Hell in the underworld loves his sister so much, but unfortunately his sister is already exhausted.

etc…

Suddenly I thought of a question, it’s not right to be lost, why can Yaoyao still stand here?

Is there anything else that happened in the middle? They didn’t know, only the King of Hell and the old woman guarding the sea of ​​flowers on the other side knew.

After hearing Ning Baobao's words, the King of Hell noticed that it was Chu Yao who had been holding Murong Qingyan's hand.

The atmosphere would have become awkward, but when he looked at his hand seriously, he began to be excited.

He even rushed up, separated their hands, and began to study and look at Murong Qingyan's hands.

"Yes, you are him."

The King of Hell looked at Murong Qingyan with complicated eyes. After letting go of his hand, he stopped talking, only deep thoughts.

And Murong Qingyan was confused when he heard what he said, and could not find out the direction.

The two women looked at each other. What was going on? Could it be that the King of Hell knows Murong Qingyan, or to be more precise?

He knew Murong Qingyan in his previous life.

Chu Yao walked forward and held Murong Qingyan's hand again. This time the King of Hell just looked at it and didn't say anything more. He also felt happy to see it happen.

Several people are increasingly confused about what he thinks as the King of Hell, and they are also right... People who have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years cannot do without a single secret.

but…

Chu Yao glanced at Ning Baobao and seemed to have made up some idea.

night…

In Chu Yao's living room, two women left behind two sad men aside and sat on the sofa and whispered.

"How is it? What's the matter?"

She asked Ning Baobao with concern, hoping that she could ask something useful.

Then Ning Baobao could only shake his head and spoke in disappointment:

"Every time I ask this topic, he keeps talking. There is no way, so I can only change the topic."

Hearing Ning Baobao's answer, Chu Yao took a strange look at the two men who wanted to get close to what they said.

It was this glance that made both men dare not get close, because this look contained too many warnings.

The two men could not get close to Chu Yao's eyes, so they could only sit down at the dining table and started chatting as if nothing had happened.

The content of their chatting is also the abnormal thing that happened to Murong Qingyan today.

"Do you know me, or my past life?"

He asked very directly, and he didn't use words to express any obscure questions.

When the King of Hell heard his words, his eyes were full of nostalgia, and he smiled.

"It's still the same personality as before, and it's straightforward, and it won't let anyone see what they think."
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