Chapter 17 Mystery (1)
Familiar faces, unfamiliar pictures and tones.

The scene in front of her hit Ye Zhixiu's brain. She was calm enough to see clearly the person lying on the ground in front of the abandoned small door. Under the night rain, she couldn't tell whether the person was dead or alive, but Ye Zhixiu couldn't see the person in that suit. He recognized him, it was Ye Zhize whom they had been looking for for a long time!
What caught her eyes was the slender white figure, whose three-dimensional facial features could not be seen clearly under the dim light.

That was someone she was familiar with.

Squinting his eyes, he glanced backward, and there were two or three standing behind him in black cloaks, as if startled, and one of them turned his head to look at Ye Zhixiu.

Ye Zhixiu narrowed her eyes suddenly, and she met a pair of blood red eyes like a beast, and there was still a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, which was very faint, but she could see clearly that it was indeed blood.

Looking at Ye Zhize on the ground again, there was a small pool of blood dripping under the rain, Ye Zhixiu's heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Kill her," the man in the cloak standing behind the man in white made a low voice.

"No," the man in white stretched out his hand to block it.

Ye Zhixiu came back to look at the familiar face, opened her lips, wanted to call out but swallowed it back, she is Ye Zhixiu now, not Long Fuyou.

It was impossible for the man in the black cloak to obey his words, his figure flashed, not even for a moment, his dark and gloomy aura swept across her face, and the pupils of his eyes, which were colder than the rain, were staining her face. Bloody light.

Ye Zhixiu's reaction was still a step slow. This body can make such a reaction, which shows that she is different from ordinary people.

But before the other party saw the strangeness on her body, a white sleeve quickly blocked his hand.

The rain hit one black and one white, making a rattling sound.

"You can't make a fuss here," Ye Zhixiu could see the handsome face that used to be close at hand on the side of the handsome facial features.

It's just that he is so strange to her now under the rain. After she died, what happened in the door, so that he would mix with these ghosts and people?
In the current situation, Ye Zhixiu still has no way to ask.

"Do you want to repent?" A devil-like voice came from inside the cloak.

Ye Zhixiu, who was close in front of her eyes, could feel the cold breath emanating from him, and buried her suppressed emotions in her heart.

Hearing this, Ye Zhixiu narrowed his eyes, regretting what?
"This has nothing to do with repentance, just erase the memory, there is no need to kill," the man in white narrowed his narrow eyes, and the wind swept his sleeves. Splash on face.

His forehead was suddenly swollen by the strong wind, and his eyes flickered.

Ye Zhixiu still had a lot of questions to ask, and when he closed his eyes, he lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was already in her bed.

The scene of that night is still imprinted in his mind, showing that his memory has not been erased, Ye Zhixiu got off the bed.

"Zhixie! You're awake! This time you scared Mom."

Li Cai almost bumped into Ye Zhixiu before entering the door, and the raised heart finally let go.

Ye Zhixiu stabilized Li Cai's figure and asked, "Where's Dad?"

"Your dad is fine, but he didn't remember what he asked. Now that you're awake, mom just asked you, what happened that night? Why did your father and daughter appear on Xiangbei Street at the same time? Fortunately, we Look for it, otherwise you will be drenched in the rain and die there, Zhixie, what happened?"

Ye Zhixiu shook his head, "I don't know too well."

(End of this chapter)

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