"This is too slow, let's look for it separately." Jiu Yebai suddenly said. The cemetery was much larger than he had imagined.

The cat had no objection, and the two went in different directions.

After a while, the cat saw an interesting person sitting in front of a tombstone, with a beard and decadent body, with cigarette butts scattered around the ground, and a backpack behind him. I don’t know how long he had been sitting here, and he was almost sitting in a sculpture.

But Maomao curled the corners of her lips. Although it was very different from the photos, she was sure that this person was Lan Feng!

Moreover, it seems that his flight in the early morning went straight to here in the middle of the night. Isn’t this fun? The atmosphere in the cemetery at night must be very good, right?

The cat walked up, but ignored Lanfeng, but just leaned over and looked at the photos on the tombstone.

The photo is very young, and it seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. He has a cheerful smile, like a teenager who is ignorant of the world. This person is Xin Yu. He was only twenty-eight years old when he died. He took less than thirty years to do something that others could not do in his life, and then hurriedly ended his life.

He committed suicide, which is said to be depression.

"Don't touch it."

When the cat was about to touch the photo, Lan Feng behind him warned in a bad tone.

"Why can't I touch it? Can you do it?" Maomao looked back at him.

Lan Feng's expression was gloomy, and his irritable eyebrows seemed a little irritable, "I told you not to touch you just don't touch you. No matter who you are, leave me here immediately."

"What if I don't?" Maomao asked him.

Lan Feng sneered, "You have been infiltrated. It seems that the management of this cemetery is not very good. However, I can still let the people from the cemetery come and drive you away. As for whether you have other purposes, I don't have to speak up."

The cat stood up straight, shook his head, said nothing, and turned around and left.

Of course she was not threatened, but because, now, the legendary Lan Feng is dead! The man with a dim look and decadent look is not the Lan Feng she is looking for at.

Maomao was not interested in knowing what story he had. Instead of wasting time here, it was better to go home to read a book early.

But just as she was about to leave, she suddenly smelled a trace of blood.

The cat paused, hesitated for a moment, but turned around and ran back!

Lan Feng was still sitting there, but the difference was that he held a saber in his left hand and cut a deep bone-saved knife on his wrist with his right hand! Blood flowed out desperately, dyeing a large area of ​​grass red.

Lan Feng didn't move, staring at the photos on the tombstone, as if the person who was about to lose his wrist was not him!

The cat squinted his eyes.

Suddenly he stepped forward and grabbed his right wrist, tore a long strip of cloth from his skirt, and wrapped the terrifying wound! He pulled Lan Feng up and was about to leave, "You must go to the hospital now!"

Lan Feng seemed to wake up from a dream and roared angrily, "Don't touch me! Get out of here!"

He felt like his emotions were out of control, and the saber over there stabbed the cat without hesitation.

The cat frowned, but calmly grabbed his wrist and twisted it gently, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground!

"You are really stubborn!" Maomao said unhappily, "If I weren't afraid that you would implicate me here, I would be lazy to care about you!"

However, Lan Feng struggled with all his might, tearing the cloth strip on his right wrist hard, looking determined to die.

However, he lost too much blood, and it seemed that his body was not very good, and the strength in his hands was not as good as that of a cat.

The cat didn't want to tug at him, so he pressed him to the ground, grabbed his hair, and slapped his face tightly on the tombstone, facing the photo.

He said sarcastically: "You want to die, do you want to go to him? Let me tell you, it's impossible! Xin Yu can still be a human being in the next life, and you are at most a beast, and human beings only have one life. If you do something wrong in this life, don't expect to make up for it in the next life!"

"What do you know? Let me go." Lan Feng just roared like a trapped beast.

"Don't you believe it?" Maomao's tone became even worse. She was rarely willing to talk nonsense to him, but he didn't listen?

"You must believe it!" said the cat.

She suddenly pulled Lanfeng's right hand and quickly took off the cloth strip wrapped around his wound. The bloody blade was exposed, and the cat looked without fear when he saw it.

I just put a small hand on it, covered the wound, focused my mind, and my pretty little face had an extremely steady expression.

Suddenly! A white light emitted from her palm, all of which fell on the wound!

However, the cat's expression suddenly changed! His eyes were a little congested! The instant suffocation made her eyes turn black, and the golden flame heart lock on her neck tightened slightly for a moment!

Fortunately, it was over, and Maomao pushed Lanfeng away and sat on the ground to breathe heavily.

Lan Feng kept sitting on the ground, staring blankly at his right hand!

There was still bright red blood on his hands and arms, but the deep wound he had just cut with his own hands disappeared!

He touched him for a long time without believing in evil, his wrist was flat and he didn't even leave a scar!

This is not a dream, he is not aware of that level! He has obviously cut his wrist!

He looked up suddenly, and he stared at the cat, "Who are you?"

Maomao said in a bad tone, "I am your aunt!"

In order to save your life, my aunt has used up all the spiritual power she had saved for more than 20 days! Now, her life will be postponed again! Her peaches will have to be planted a few days later!

However... Maomao touched his neck in surprise, and Yan Xinsuo actually had a reaction here!

She was so painful just now.

"Are you saying true?" Lan Feng suddenly asked.

Maomao said: "Miss aunt said so much, which sentence are you asking?"

"In the next life, can I not even see Xiao Yu?" Lan Feng asked.

Maomao then looked up at him, "Everyone wants to have the next life. Is that old lady Meng Po a decoration?"

Lan Feng lowered his head.

There was a "ding" sound.

The cat threw the knife just now in front of Lan Feng again, "Now you can die, cut it again."

Lan Feng twitched the corner of his mouth. It was one thing that he wanted to die. Someone casually encouraged him to "cut again" next to him. This is another thing!

He doesn't have to do anything to die, but he will perform for others?

"Since I'm saving, why do you want me to die?" Lan Feng asked.

Maomao answered for granted, "You didn't believe me just now, now you believe me, right? Then hurry up and start. By the way, you'd better write a suicide note before that, saying that you committed suicide."

This has nothing to do with her.

The cat patted the dust on his body and stood up and planned to leave.

"Then I'm not dead." Lan Feng said, smiling self-deprecatingly. He had been exiled for a year and was only awake now. Some things are wrong, and they are wrong. They cannot be compensated for in this life, and they will be even more unlikely to expect in the next life.

He kept lying to himself, and that was enough.

Unexpectedly, Maomao suddenly turned around after hearing this, "Why are you so unsteady? Why don't you die again? You know my secret now. You have to die. Did you hear it? You should commit suicide quickly."

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Chapter completed!