Chapter 505 Her Chosen Position ([-])

The sights from several places were deliberately ignored by Mu Jinxi. Looking at the two figures in front of him, one cold and the other evil, thinking of the murderous aura he felt before coming here, Mu Jinxi walked over.

Even if the evil appearance is not real, Mu Jinxi can still feel that there must be a smile on Meng Xiuhun's face at this moment. She raised her head lightly, her eyes swept over Gong Cangli who was breathing heavily, and finally looked at Meng Xiuhun .

"You're going to kill him?"

The dim moonlight illuminated her cold eyes more and more serenely, and the veil on her face seemed to be covered with silver light, fluttering lightly at this moment, but with a special charm.

Meng Xiuhun imagined the beautiful face under the scarf, but retracted his thoughts when he felt her coldness, but he still wanted to remove the scarf in his heart, and in fact he did so.

Meng Xiuhun's big hand was about to brush Mu Jinxi's face scarf, but was caught halfway, and Gong Cangli flashed forward at some point, his cold eyes were dark and gloomy.

"At this time, do you still need a hero to save the beauty?"

Meng Xiuhun wasn't angry when his goal was not achieved, but his half-lazy tone seemed to be mixed with something else.

Mu Jinxi had sensed that Meng Xiuhun was about to dodge earlier, but unexpectedly, someone had already helped her. She looked at the person standing in front of her, and he still had a mature aura that only belonged to him, but The blood mixed in that breath covered it in an instant, and she frowned unknowingly.

"You are hurt?"

Gong Cangli looked back at her, didn't pick up the topic, just shook her head lightly, "I'm fine!"

In the short conversation, the voices of both of them may be cold, but there is a trace of warmth inexplicably flowing.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Meng Xiuhun is a man who is both ruthless and ruthless. He has a good appearance and even has countless beauties, but his understanding of the word 'love' alone is not as clear as that of ordinary people.

The two stood side by side, with eyes full of affection that no one else could understand. Seeing this scene, I felt my heart was blocked, and gradually the smile on Meng Xiuhun's face began to disappear.

In Meng Xiuhun's cognition, what belongs to him will always be his. Five years ago, the brocade was his, and it is still the same now. She shouldn't stand next to other men, let alone be Gong Cangli's. Woman, she only belongs to him!

The abusive aura in his eyes suddenly changed Meng Xiuhun's aura, and he raised his hand to point the sharp weapon at the person in front of him, "Jin, I want his life!"

The distance between them was not far at all, it seemed that the sharp weapon would almost touch Gong Cangli's skin as long as it got closer.

Gong Cangli frowned, and stood firmly in front of Mu Jinxi, as if she had forgotten that he was the one who should be protected at this moment, "It's okay to kill me, it depends on whether you use that ability!"

Meng Xiuhun glanced at him lightly, with provocative eyes, "Gong Cangli, don't Jin know your identity?"

"You keep saying that you like Jin, but you hide everything about her. You are nothing more than that, Jin, I have advised you to stay away from him a long time ago. Fortunately, it is not too late!"

identity?What identity?
Although Mu Jinxi had been here for a while, she only observed in the dark, so she didn't know anything about the previous conversation between the two, but seeing Gong Cangli's concealed expression, she also guessed that she seemed to be hiding something.

PS: It is more strict to go to work during the day, the code words are all at night, and the time is tight, thank you for waiting, even though Feifan’s speed is so slow, I never complained.

(End of this chapter)

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