Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

This can't be a coincidence. To take a step back, even if there are two people who are so similar in the sky, why are you met by me, Mao Ge, if you encounter a person who grows up like me one day, it is called Other names, do you think there will be such a coincidence? ”

Mao Xiaofang opened his mouth and looked at him for a long time, shaking his head.

"What is going on here? Wutong girl, a disciple of Emeishan, she is the only big sect selected by the spell guild and taken away. The people in the magical world know her, this can't be fake."

"I know that it can't be fake. So I don't know what's going on." Ye Shaoyang has calmed down at this time, and his analytical ability is back. He knows that Wutong can't be a cold jade, but he said it is one hundred. Years ago, if it was really cold jade, it would be impossible to meet with you and I wouldn’t know what to expect.

However... Ye Shaoyang’s heart moved, thinking of one thing, Wu Tong said before, seeing that he is also very familiar, it seems that he has seen it before, this is definitely not a coincidence...

Ye Shaoyang suddenly stood up and said, "I don't know why this is happening, but I believe that she has absolutely some connection with Lengyu. I have to figure out what is going on!"

"How do you figure it out?"

Ye Shaoyang didn’t know what it was all at once, yeah, how do you figure it out?

Mao Xiaofang is also helping to think about this strange thing. He thought about it and said: "You said, Shaoyangzi, this indus, will it be your fiancee's jealousy or grandma, because of the relationship between the blood, so it looks more like? ”

Ye Shaoyang said: "How is it possible, you think it is a TV series, looking for the same person to play the father and son, and even if it is genetic, it is impossible to have such a picture."

Ye Shaoyang suddenly shot his thigh. "I think of a way to confirm whether she is cold jade!"

Mao Xiaofang said: "Why did we all think that it is impossible to be alone?"

"That is only inferred. Wutong is very famous, but have you seen Wutong? You are not the first time to see her, how do you know what she looks like?"

Mao Xiaofang stunned. "But... wonderfully they have seen it."

"I know, I just assume that I also think that they can't be the same person, but I want to verify if there is any relationship between them. I know that there is a birthmark on Lengyu. Can I see if there is any Wutong? ""

Mao Xiaofang said: "There is no 80%, it is impossible."

"If you don't have it, it's normal. If there is, there must be some connection between the two. I have to prove it anyway."

"Oh, that's a good idea, you can ask Wutong."

"If you can't ask, if she lie about what she is doing, I have to see for myself."

"What is also said, where is your fiancée's birthmark, where is it?"

"Here, there is a black cockroach." Ye Shaoyang pointed to his chest. Mao Xiaofang glanced at him and changed his identity in the heart. He imagined that it was Wutong. He suddenly smiled and pulled his mouth. He said, "You don't know how to do it."

"What do you mean?"

"Look at yourself, what part is that?"

Ye Shaoyang looked down at his finger, the important point from the chest, only less than a few centimeters, suddenly understood ... I did not consider the difference between men and women, such a sensitive position, if you put a look, estimate Will be killed as a satyr...

"This... I have to think of a safe way, but I must look at it with my own eyes and confirm it!"

Ye Shaoyang made up his mind and went to the window again, looking out and staying outside.

Just when Ye Shaoyang made this decision, in his next door, Miaoxin and Wutong stayed in the room and were also engaged in discussions.

"Indus, you are cold for many people, but today I saw that Ye Shaoyang, why have you said so many words, even I feel very surprised."

Wu Tong glanced at her and said, "What do you think is it?"

Miao Xin smiled and said: "You have a big gap in identity. He is just a disciple outside Maoshan. I can't match you. I don't dare to guess."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wu Tong glanced at her and his eyes moved out the window, saying, "I saw a similar feeling in the moment I saw him, as if I had seen it..."

Miaoxin didn’t have anything to say, “He’s also a mage, and he’s a godsman, maybe he’s seen in what action.”

"No, you don't understand what I mean, I haven't seen it so simple. He... wonderfully, have you ever felt this way, seeing someone you haven't seen before, you know that you haven't seen it, but it feels very good. Familiar, it seems to have seen it..."

Miao Xin thought for a moment and shook his head. "No."

"I haven't seen it before, but when I see him, I really have this feeling... I don't know why?"

“At first sight?” The wonderful heart said that I laughed. Wu Tong gave her a look.

Wonderful heart walked up to her, clutching her hands, her expression slightly serious, said: "But you don't want to be tempted, you are a brother of Zhang..."

Wu Tong glanced at her and said: "I said that I am a golden boy and a girl, he is born with a pair, do you think so?"

"Isn't it? You are very good."

Sycamore bowed slightly and said: "He is very good everywhere, but there are some places that I don't like."

"What place?" Wonderful.

"If you say it is not good, you feel that you are with him, and you have something less." Wu Tong himself also thought for a while, saying: "All aspects are not bad, but there is no feeling of heart."

My heart is puzzled. In her understanding, I don’t know what it feels like to be a heartbeat.

Wu Tong did not know why, and thought of Ye Shaoyang, who had just seen one side, had a very strange feeling in his heart. He got up and walked to the window and looked at Qingshan in the distance.

Next door to her room, Ye Shaoyang is sitting on the same thing.

Two people have different things.

Ghost domain, in the vast desert, there is only one city, Baiyun City. Unlike the bustling people, this is a dead city, standing at the highest point in the city, overlooking it, in addition to the guards of the Valley of the Wind, are the ghosts floating around.

Every time the road wind stands here overlooking Baiyun City, and the endless endless desert that is filled with death, there is a very strange mood. He knows clearly what he is doing, but he does not know. It is right or wrong to do so.

(End of this chapter)