"girl……"

A more courageous maid took up her courage, looked at Sister Leng, and begged: "Please, let us go. We really don't know anything and have never done anything..."

"Let's go."

Leng Meizi waved her hand casually and did not embarrass them, "I'm not looking for you."

"Thank you!"

"Thank you girl!"

As if they had been pardoned, the maids did not dare to stay for a moment and left in a hurry.

His eyes turned.

Leng Meizi suddenly looked at a maid who was at the back, half-smiling but not smiling, "They can leave, but you can't."

The maid's figure froze.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Sister Leng, his eyes were panicked, but his heart suddenly sank.

"Girl, I..."

"What should I call you?"

Leng Meizi interrupted her and said faintly: "Xiaolian? Or... Mu Qianhua?"

Xiaolian.

It was the inconspicuous maid who came out to greet Xiao He when she and Gu Han went to the banquet that day!

"girl."

Xiaolian forced a smile and said, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"What do you think?"

Leng Meizi asked with a smile.

silence.

There was a long silence.

Xiaolian said no more, the panic and confusion in her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a trace of indifference.

She also understands.

There is no point in acting in front of another exquisite person.

"How did you tell?"

"Xiaohe, Xiaolian, isn't it obvious enough?"

"I see."

Xiaolian frowned slightly, suddenly knowing where the flaw was.

"You shouldn't see me."

Leng Meizi said leisurely: "You are the same as that Mu Qianhua, although you have different temperaments, but... you are both afraid of death, so you took the risk to meet me. This is your only flaw."

In an instant!

Xiaolian's eyes became extremely sharp and formidable, but then she suppressed them and returned to calm.

"You know my identity?"

"certainly."

Leng Meizi glanced at her strangely and said softly: "There are two Leng Yushu in this world, and naturally there are two Mu Qianhua... In other words, you are Mu Qianhua's true nature."

The demon seed, Leng Yushu, is my true self.

The cold girl in the white dress is herself.

same.

Xiaolian was also Mu Qianhua, but not the Mu Qianhua who had died in Qianye's hands.

There was another long silence.

"You got the wrong guy."

Xiaolian suddenly spoke again, with an indifferent look on her face, "Everything is her plan and has nothing to do with me. Although strictly speaking, we are the same person, but the difference..."

"Let me guess."

Leng Meizi interrupted her and said with a smile: "What agreement did she reach with you?"

"She's dead."

"Just let you go free?"

"Let you destroy as much as you want, go crazy as much as you want, take revenge on us as much as you want, and then destroy everything?"

Xiaolian was silent.

This was indeed an agreement between her and the other Mu Qianhua.

She didn't wonder why the other party could guess it.

She's sure.

If Leng Meizi is on the verge of despair, she will most likely make this decision.

After I die.

Who cares about the raging flood?

"She prides herself on having a perfect plan."

Thinking of this, she said indifferently: "But he is still dead after all. She and I are different!"

"so."
Chapter completed!