"Is it because of your wife?"
Luo Qingya also thought of Zhu Yuan's original wife, and couldn't help but snorted sourly.
He hugged his chest in angrily and angrily said, "Speaking of which, it seems that you haven't planned to marry me as a concubine... Zhu Yuan, you are so afraid of that yellow-faced woman, do you want her to agree to your concubine!"
"...What nonsense are you talking about!"
When she said that, Zhu Yuan seemed a little unhappy on her face, and couldn't help but reprimand softly.
Then, he turned his look quickly, and continued to put on a look of affection, with a gentle voice, "Qing Ya, I have said many times, you can only be my wife, and I will never let you be a concubine or concubine. of!"
"So, give me some more time and let me send that Peng Wei away... I'll marry you in again in a beautiful and charming way, okay?"
"..."
Seeing that majestic and invincible warlord in front of thousands of horses, but in front of him, he was so good to be like a pet, even Luo Qingya couldn't help it.
He could only nodded helplessly, and silently agreed to the so-called promise he made again.
Then, Xiang Xing saw the big warlord with a satisfied look, hugging his lover affectionately, and walked out of the courtyard of the building materials factory.
Contemplation in mind.
At this point in time, it was obviously after Luo Qingya retired.
Moreover, Luo Qingya also knew that her image would be made into a puppet. Although she seemed unwilling, she did not stop it.
In other words.
That puppet is really her.
Thinking about it, Xiang Xing nodded subconsciously.
He didn't stay too much, and he directly exited the state of vision and returned to reality.
Opening his soft eyes again, I saw a group of people, ghosts and animals around, all staring at her with serious expressions.
Seeing her wink her eyes softly, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Wu Chen even immediately offered a glass of lavender drink: "Come on, drink this, and get some energy back."
"Um, thank you~"
The little guy smiled lightly, took the teacup, and slurped.
It wasn't until the curiosity of the crowds of people, ghosts and animals was hung high by her silence that she took a sigh of relief and told all the scenes she had seen.
...
"...So, the affectionate stories of the old man Zhu Yuan are all fake?!"
After listening to Xiang Xing's narration, the most violent reaction was actually Mina.
I saw her frowning weirdly, thinking that the idol’s house had collapsed, and she couldn’t help rolling her eyes, “Hey, when I wrote my essay in middle school, I even praised him and grandma Peng Wei’s so-called loyalty. The love of the century!"
It turns out that he is not still a guy looking for a little wife!
Wow, she is so angry!
"In other words, not only did the doll exist in real life, it also returned to Luo Qingya's western-style building, which was the predecessor of Fang Qiao's villa."
Jiang Yang squeezed his chin, thoughtfully, "According to the love story back then, was the puppet brought back by Zhu Yuan to pay homage to Luo Qingya? I still think something is wrong..."
Just as everyone was puzzled.
Xiang Xing suddenly felt a familiar yin breeze, quietly blowing in from the window behind him, and blowing into the living room.
A cloud of black mist gradually condensed and turned into a black cloak, and bowed slightly to Wu Chen.
Upon seeing this, Wu Chen couldn't help raising his eyebrows and beckoning it to come forward.
However, just after he heard the whispers in the ears of the black cloak.
The light gray pupils suddenly stagnated.
"What happened?"
Seeing that there was something wrong with Wu Chen's expression, Xiang Xing was a little worried and couldn't help but gently shook the man's big hand.
I saw his eyes move a few times.
Her voice suddenly became heavy: "Luo Qingya was reborn 18 years ago."
As soon as these words came out, the crowds of people, ghosts and animals couldn't help but their eyes widened: "...what?!"
Luo Qingya...has been reborn?
Xiang Xing shook his head in shock, his soft eyes blinked, and he couldn't help but remember what he had seen and heard that night.
If Luo Qingya is really reborn... Then who did she and Wu Chen see and hear?
Could it be that Luo Qingya still has a female ghost with twin sisters...
Thinking about it, the little guy suddenly felt a headache.
Why things seem to be getting more and more complicated.
The crowd was immersed in shocked silence.
In the end, Wu Chen recovered first and took a deep breath.
Quickly took out the phone and dialed a number.
Soon, the voice of Captain Xiao Zhang came from the handset of the phone: "What's wrong, Boss Wu, do you want to invite me to drink..."
Wu Chen pursed his thin lips slightly, and quickly interrupted the opponent's teasing.
The voice was solemn and serious: "When will Fang Qiao come back? Also, can we talk to her head-on through you or some channel?"
"……what?"
Captain Zhang was taken aback.
Then, she sighed slightly embarrassed, "Don't ask Fang Qiao anymore, she can't come back, and her agent doesn't want her to make a weird hot search on this matter."
"There is..."
The words on the other side suddenly paused.
Then, even deliberately lowered it a lot, and continued, "Wu Chen, it's not a brother, I won't help you...I received a notice from above that the Murongye couple's case can no longer be investigated."
"Mainly I heard that this incident involves..."
"Beep, beep—"
Before Captain Zhang had finished speaking, a series of hurried busy sounds came from Wu Chen's cellphone receiver.
The man's eyes flickered, and he could only put down the phone in silence.
Look at the call interface that has been automatically hung up, and look at the crowds of people, ghosts and animals around, shrugging his shoulders slightly.
Obviously.
The most respected old man in Qinghe City, who is over a hundred years old, can only use a ventilator to maintain his life in bed, has already taken action.
"...We are afraid that we can no longer investigate further, right?"
As soon as Mina said this, the crowd fell silent again.
Xiang Xing frowned even more and hugged the man beside him tightly.
She lifted her small head and looked at the tense handsome face, her soft eyes full of worry.
After thinking about it, I finally summoned the courage, and said quietly: "Wu Chen, what are you going to do?"
"..."
Wu Chen narrowed his eyes lightly, and did not answer immediately.
The atmosphere in this living room is about to freeze.
A gloomy wind swept through the window again, and another black cloak came in suddenly and landed on the other side of Wu Chen.
He glanced at Xiang Xing seemingly, possessed himself, and whispered to the man.
"..."
Although she and Wu Chen were very close at the moment, the strange language of the black cloak still couldn't make Xiang Xing understand.
She only felt that when the voice of the black cloak fell.
The arms of the man in his arms suddenly stretched even tighter.
Ying Ting Qingjun's face was crossed with a look that was more surprised than just now.