After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 439 "Even your identity as the master of the Vine Mansion, is there nothing you can do about him?"

When asked this question, Zhiyun sat up slowly.

He was right beside her, the distance between the two of them was very close, his breath was burning hot on the tip of her heart, Zhiyun couldn't describe that feeling.

In short, it seems to be floating on the clouds.

Hearing him speak, Qingji's voice became a little hoarse, and he whispered in her ear: "Zhizhi, that person is... Louis."

Zhiyun didn't seem to have much strength at first, because all the strength she had just now was taken away by him.

At this moment, after hearing what he said in her ear, Zhiyun was taken aback for a moment, then froze: "What did you say?"

For a moment she thought she had heard wrong.

Han Qingrang told her again: "That person is Louis."

"Louis?"

"Ah."

"Then you two are brothers?" This is what Zhiyun wants to find out the most, otherwise why would he have the same face.

Han Qingrang answered her: "No," he stared at her deeply, "I have no blood relationship with him."

"Then why do you...?"

"He wore a mask, a mask carved according to my face, he imitated my behavior, imitated my voice, imitated everything about me, very similar to me."

"..."

? ? ? !
Zhiyun thought, when she first boarded the original body Zhiyun, she had never heard anything that would make her feel so shocked.

But now, at this moment, after hearing Han Qingrang's words, in her mind are ten thousand horses named grass mud horses galloping past.

"Why did he copy himself to become another you? Is there any grievance between you? Tell me."

"Does Zhizhi want to know?"

Zhiyun raised his hands, hooked them on his shoulders, and looked up at him, "Mursidi, Louis, these two people, if I remember correctly, according to the records I have read, these two people are It is a person who existed in the last century, and a person of the same era as Queen Simantu."

"Ah."

"You said he was Louis, so who are you?"

"Weaving."

"I asked, then who are you?"

"I'm Han Qingrang." He said.

"Then why did he wear a mask that copied your face? What is his purpose in doing this, is he targeting me or you?" Zhiyun just wanted to figure this out immediately.

He will not take the initiative to speak, only when she asks, he will answer.

This made Zhiyun very annoyed.

"It's coming for you, Zhizhi." Han Qingrang didn't hide it from her, "Louis is coming for you, and I have absolutely nothing to do with him."

Zhiyun frowned: "Even your status as the master of the Vine Mansion, is there nothing you can do about him?"

"Yes." He said to her seriously, "He has a special constitution and cannot die. If I could, I would have killed him early. It is impossible to allow him to survive until now."

"What do you mean?"

"He is undead."

"Undead?"

"Ah."

Zhiyun had never heard such a thing in reality.

But now, she heard it, from Han Qingrang's mouth, she heard it clearly.

"Undead... so there really are such people in this world?"

Han Qingrang nodded and answered her, "In the Teng Mansion, there are unexpected ancient secret arts. There are undead people in this world, and there are no conflicts and contradictions."

Zhiyun: "..."

He felt that there were no contradictions and conflicts, but she felt that there were too many contradictions!

There are undead people in this world? !
strange tale……

(End of this chapter)