"A hundred years later, are you sure you will still be alive?" The young man said in such a calm tone again.

After listening to his words, Zhuge Mingkong immediately said angrily: "Go, you can't live a hundred years, and I can't! What are you talking about?"

"Human words."

"..."

Zhuge Mingkong didn't even want to say anything now. The face in front of him had a completely different personality from that of Rong Yu. However, he was equally angry with her.

"Why don't you say anything anymore? Don't you want your life?" The strength in the young man's hand is getting stronger, and his cold eyes are like solidified ice and snow.

"My mouth hurts, I don't want to talk anymore." Zhuge Mingkong stared at him, ignoring the pain in his wrist, and kicked her hard. The young man was completely unprepared for her action, and received a complete kick from her.

"Are all the women out there like you? They are vulgar and rude, and they make random moves." The young man looked at her and asked coldly.

Zhuge Mingkong glared at him again, and then kicked him. At this time, the young man stepped back and avoided Zhuge Mingkong's kick. However, as he moved, Zhuge Mingkong's body was hurt by the force of his hand.

The reason jumped forward and smashed into the young man's chest steadily and accurately.

Immediately, a quiet floral fragrance hit her, filling her sense of smell. Zhuge Mingkong quickly pushed the young man away with his hand, and then immediately scorned: "A grown man, smelling like flowers all over his body, don't you want to be a woman?"

"For a grown woman to casually fall into the arms of a man, your shamelessness is truly amazing." The young man retorted coldly.

After listening to his words, Zhuge Mingkong immediately stepped back, trying to stay away from him, but her hand was pulled by him and she couldn't walk after taking two steps. She raised her head and looked at the young man, Zhuge Mingkong said sincerely:

"Hey, you're a grown man, didn't you say you would send me to the Blue Mist? Why are you still talking nonsense to me here?"

"Don't call me such an obscene name. My name is Yue Zirong." The young man said coldly, then turned around and walked. Zhuge Mingkong was grabbed by his hand and started walking.

"Are you from the Yue family?"

"Um."

"My name is Tingyu."

"Um!"

The two held hands, and after walking for a while, they reached the edge of the cliff. At this time, Yue Zirong pulled her forward, put his hand on her back, and was about to push her. The intention was very clear, let her jump off the cliff!

"Wait! Take your hand off my back." Zhuge Mingkong said while looking at the cliff surrounded by clouds and mist. She was really afraid that if Yue Zirong was not careful, she would be shattered to pieces and the game was over.

"What's wrong?" Yue Zirong took her hand off obediently this time.

"If you want to kill me, you don't have to make me jump off the cliff! Being broken into pieces is very similar to a death without a whole body. This kind of death is not very humane!" Zhuge Mingkong's mouth twitched slightly.

At this time, Yue Zirong looked at her quietly, with an indescribable tranquility in her deep black eyes. He stretched out his hand, pinched Zhuge Mingkong's face, and said expressionlessly: "This face is so fake.

.”

"ah?"

Before Zhuge Mingkong could react, Yue Zirong spoke again: "You don't seem to show your true face to others, so even when you face strangers, you are still used to using a fake face. Although this can protect yourself, but to treat

When you are someone you really care about, a fake face may hurt the person you really care about.”
Chapter completed!