Murong Yanxing frowned, I have to say, but from the perspective of sensory appearance, it is indeed very similar, and it even reaches the level of being difficult to distinguish between true and false.

It can be seen that Sang Yu has obviously studied how to do it to be more like Bing Xiaoyi, and even switch his personality with Bing Xiaoyi freely.

"What's the point?" Murong Yanxing not only wasn't moved at all, but looked at her with some pity, "It's so sad."

"Don't it look like it? Team leader?" Sang Yu said softly.

Murong Yanxing frowned even deeper, and did not say anything more, but pulled the gun from the holster around his waist and pressed it on Sang Yu's temple: "You make me sick like this."

"What's wrong?" Sang Yu's eyes were slightly red. I don't know if it was the real emotion, or deliberately pretending to be Bing Xiaoyi's fear of being sad, "I'm making you feel disgusted?"

"Isn't it disgusting to live like someone else? Can you still tell which one is yourself? Are you still a person with feelings?" Murong Yanxing frowned, "Did you insult yourself or Bing Xiaoyi?"

"Because I'm not that lucky." Sang Yu didn't care. Even if she was said to be disgusting, she didn't care. "I don't look like Bing Xiaoyi, nor do I look like your delicate fiancée. Some people love others, but there is no way. I love you, I can only fight for it myself. He likes to see me like Bing Xiaoyi, so I will become Bing Xiaoyi."

"Are you fighting for love yourself? Stop saying this ridiculous thing, you are willing to pretend to be good to anyone! Give me what I want quickly."

"You seem to know very well what love is? Do you love Bing Xiaoyi? Or do you love your fiancée? Or... you love yourself more?" Sang Yu suddenly laughed, "No matter who you love, watching them unable to stand in front of you anymore... it's more painful than me, right?"

"Do you think I dare not shoot?" Murong Yanxing said coldly, "Even if Ye Wanhe is standing in front of me now, I will still dare to kill you."

"Um..." Sang Yu was strangled by Murong Yanxing, almost unable to breathe.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and could see the veins slightly rising on Murong Yanxing's forehead. She could really feel that he was angry.

"If you kill me, the entire Third Army... will be done..." Sang Yu kicked his legs and continued, "After all, I am... a person with military rank beside Ye Wanhe... I'm dead, Ye Wanhe... I'm not, just taking advantage of the issue?"

"Okay, then let's try it." Murong Yanxing showed an evil sneer, loaded the gun, pressed it against Sang Yu's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Deer!" Behind him, the door was kicked open, and someone rushed towards them directly.

It was almost time for him to say that, just as Murong Yanxing pulled the trigger, the man hugged Murong Yanxing's arm and pulled it up hard. Murong Yanxing was full of anger and could not react in time. He pointed the gun and hit the roof.

"How can you shoot!" Jian Xiaoyun almost broke out in a cold sweat and looked at him angrily, "Murong Yanxing! What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!