My host is the thief six

Chapter 915 It's a fight!Can you be serious! (19)

Yan Ping couldn't help but chuckled, "That's how you haven't seen me die yet."

There seemed to be a hint of bewilderment in his voice, and he pointed to the red gown on his body, "Do you know why this dress is red?"

After asking, he didn't wait for Yu Sheng to speak, and answered the words himself.

"To be precise, this dress was stained red by my blood."

"As for its original color... I can't remember either."

"Jing Shangcheng did it?" Yu Sheng's pupils shrank slightly, and the expression on his face became cold.

After all, he had worn red clothes before, but Yu Sheng didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't expect that there was blood on it.

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Shanshan in the sea of ​​consciousness felt a little distressed when he heard Yan Ping say this in an understatement tone.

It's really pathetic.

"Jing Shangcheng?" Yan Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Yu Sheng, and said in a dark tone, "Who is he?"

The two of them stayed together, why did she mention another man's name?

Yan Pingyuan thought that after staying in this ancient tomb for hundreds of years, there was almost nothing to mobilize his emotions.

In the end, he didn't expect that today, at this time, he would get angry because of a name in a woman's mouth?

There seemed to be a flame burning in his heart, making him want to know who this person was immediately, and then... to kill him!

Yu Sheng skimmed through the original plot. At that time, it was Jing Shangcheng's previous life who proposed to burn the painting that sealed Yan Ping once and for all.

It seems that she should have beaten him up then, but it's not too late now...

Yu Sheng was immersed in his own thoughts, and soon, Yan Ping, who was ignored, couldn't control the anger in his heart, and reached out to grab Yu Sheng's shoulder.

"Quickly tell me who he is!"

"A dead man."

Yu Sheng took his hand off her shoulder, her tone was slightly cold, she glanced at Yan Ping, turned around and went back in the direction she came from.

"Wait." Yan Ping was so annoyed by this answer, he gritted his teeth and grabbed Yu Sheng's wrist again, "Speak clearly, what Jing Shangcheng..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Ping suddenly remembered that he died a thousand years ago, and she certainly didn't know about it when asked her.

"You follow me, I'll take you to him when the time comes, how about it?"

Yu Sheng stopped, but did not look back.

The scene from a thousand years ago is still vivid, which makes Yan Ping feel a deep sense of resentment.

First, he doesn't kill, and second, he doesn't eat people. Why did he end up like this in the end?

That kind of pain, as long as he thinks about it for a while, Yan Ping still feels a little numb in his scalp and goose bumps all over his body.

He dreamed of finding the enemy who sealed him away at that time, but he didn't expect that a clue would appear in front of him now.

Yan Ping looked at Yu Sheng's back, the little girl in front of him didn't look tall, but somehow gave him a feeling of familiarity.

It was as if he had seen her a long time ago, but he had 'survived' for so long, but he never had this person's appearance in his memory.

Where did this feeling come from?
"Come together?"

Seeing that Yan Ping didn't reply for a long time, Yu Sheng shook his hand back and turned to look at him.

"……it is good."

(End of this chapter)