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Chapter 222 Neptune's escape from marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 112

 "We are not from the same place." She answered simply and without any delay.

"Xie Xun has been looking for you."

"I know."

Xie Xun should have known Meng Tangan's true identity earlier than Pei Yanzhi, but his reaction was strange. Pei Yanzhi said lightly: "He treats you——"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhengyuan came over: "Xie Xun is here."

Xie Xun found this place so quickly, which was unexpected.

Lin Zhengyuan originally wanted Xie Xun to panic for two days and lose his position.

Between them, either you die or I die.

Xie Xun knows the biggest secret. If he doesn’t die here, Lin Zhengyuan will die in the future!

The secret tunnel was his hard work, and with so many people, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat Xie Xun, who was single and weak?

There were screams outside, but Lin Zhengyuan was confident and said to the woman: "Tang'an, accompany me to witness this moment."

Meng Tangan stood up and walked out.

Sooner or later, someone like Xie Xun will encounter someone looking for a solution, and Meng Tangan doesn't care if it happens sooner or later.

Swords and swords flash, flesh and blood fly everywhere.

The secret passage is dark and cold.

Countless men holding sharp knives gradually approach the figure in the middle.

There are no young and strong men in Tianmeng Village. It turns out that they are all guarding the food and grass in the secret passage.

The man stood among the corpses on the ground. He was dressed in red, a color brighter than blood. His silhouette was stern, holding a sword in one hand. Blood drops were winding down. He couldn't see clearly. The firelight depicted his half-conscious eyebrows.

Arrogant and dignified, just like before.

Meng Tangan came from a distance, not hiding or dodging, and looked at him calmly.

Xie Xun seems to have not changed, just like when we first met.

"Xie Xun, how dare you come here alone!" Lin Zhengyuan and Xie Xun were facing each other head-on, with cold and cruel expressions on their usually gentle faces.

The man seemed to have casually raised his eyes. Under his long eyelashes, his eyes were as deep as the abyss, without any emotion. Reflecting the extinguishing light of the fire, he did not look at Lin Zhengyuan at all, and his eyes focused heavily on the woman next to him——

The slender figure in a white dress is light and completely different. The profile is thin and slender, and the eyebrows are curved, making her look indifferent and distant.

She covered her face with a veil, and Xie Xun didn't even need to see that face clearly, he could recognize it at a glance!

Meng, Tang, An!

She was standing next to Lin Zhengyuan, looking at her like this. The two of them, talented and beautiful, were a match made in heaven. They were an eyesore that could not be ignored.

He looked for so many places, and he found it here!

Xie Xun's long fingers clasped the hilt of the sword, and with some force, it turned faintly white.

No one knows what he is thinking in his heart. Even though his heart is roaring, his face is cold and calm, and his eyes are cold, which can almost tear people into pieces. It is extremely aggressive and oppressive.

Word by word.

"Come here."

It’s self-evident to whom he said it.

Meng Tang Anshang didn't react at all. The anger that Lin Zhengyuan had suppressed in his heart for so long burst out, and his voice echoed in the secret passage.

"Xie Xun, do you think it's still the same as before?! Tang'an got close to you because of me! She loves me and wants to kill you. Who do you think you are?"

Hundreds of people around him were holding sharp blades, aiming them at Xie Xun in the firelight. The tip of the blade shone with a cold light under the fire, and could penetrate the body at any time.

The atmosphere is tense and on the verge of breaking out.

The person standing in the center was unmoved, his eyes looked past Lin Zhengyuan and landed on Meng Tangan.

He was waiting for her to come to her.

What are you arguing with her about?

As long as she comes here, all this will be over.

I just want her to come over.

Xie Xun almost gritted his teeth and thought in his heart with blood dripping.

One second, two seconds.

You can't see the passage of time here, the torches on the walls on both sides flicker, everyone's thoughts are buried deepest, and no one can see anyone's face clearly.

Meng Tang'an stood tall and graceful, standing beside Lin Zhengyuan, her skirt fluttering slightly, her eyebrows calm and gentle, just like before, no change.

I just don’t love him anymore.

The two looked at each other in silence.

She arched her eyebrows and revealed Xie Xun's most familiar smile, so affectionate and touching.

Xie Xun's fingertips felt tense and his heart felt slightly relaxed.

But she didn't move at all. Her voice was Jiangnan's soft and waxy voice, just like calling him Xunlang countless times. This time she said: "Xu Beihou, this game is over."

The relationship between her and him is over.

The choice is clear.

"Game?" Just two words pushed Xie Xun to the steep edge of the glacier. It was so cold that his heartbeat stagnated and his voice was low and hoarse. "Do you think this is a game?"

This time, he saw those eyes clearly. The eyelashes were long and the eyes were clear. The eyes that looked at him were familiar and yet unfamiliar. They were smiling and guarded, but there was no trace of love.

For countless days and nights, she had looked at him with affectionate eyes and longing eyes while sharing the same bed.

Only now did he truly understand that she didn't even see him in her eyes.

Meng Tangan has the most deceptive eyes, and her peach blossom eyes are the most affectionate. When she is not smiling, she looks like she is in love, not to mention deliberately deceiving.

"Yes." She looked at him without any pause, not even a moment's hesitation.

Lin Zhengyuan's heart felt warm. Even though he knew that Meng Tangan would definitely choose him, he still felt uneasy for a moment.

They have been together for ten years, how can Xie Xun compare to them?

"Xie Xun." Lin Zhengyuan said with a smile, showing the proud gesture of a winner, "You shouldn't have stopped me. You are the one who asked for your own death now."

He raised his hand and ordered: "Kill——!"

"???" Qi Lou squatted on Meng Tang'an's shoulder, "Are you really going to watch?"

"No matter what you look at, you won't die." Meng Tang'an's eyes flashed, adding to the autumn mood, and his tone was extremely gentle.

Qi Lou has never seen such a heartless woman: "One day for a husband and a hundred days of kindness."

"But he and I didn't marry each other. The man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried. They are born free. What kind of couple are they?" She puffed up her cheeks, looking very innocent.

Qi Lou fell silent. Thinking of what happened in the capital, he didn't know whether he should tell her or not.

This man's behavior is all based on his heart. He can't understand it: "Aren't you going to run?"

"Can I run away? He is here to catch me. He can find Tianmeng Village or other places."

Meng Tang looked at the figure in red in the bloody storm with a calm expression.

"Xie Xun just doesn't want to give in. Just let him stop thinking about it."

Being entangled by your ex-boyfriend is really a very distressing thing, and Meng Tangan doesn't want to experience it a second time.

Lin Zhengyuan took action and fought with Xie Xun. Other secret guards in the secret passage swarmed up and pointed the tips of their knives at Xie Xun.

For a while, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, which was disgusting, and the sea of ​​corpses was like a mountain!

He is only one person.

Meng Tangan frowned, feeling that the smell of blood was too unpleasant. She carefully pinched the hem of her snow-white skirt with her slender fingers and took a step back. Her nails were clean and shiny, and the hem of her skirt was not stained with any blood. She stood quietly in the corner.

Watching this life and death battle.

She is too clean and is incompatible with the bloody storm.

Wearing white clothes, not stained by dust.

It should be a canary imprisoned in a beautiful and luxurious golden cage and raised in chains, and a rose kept in a precious velvet box.

It’s good to be held in the palm of someone’s hand.
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