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Chapter 44 Tiger
The sun moved westward, and the clouds and shadows in the sky drifted. Wherever the sun shines, it is covered with an orange-yellow halo.

From the kitchen of Luojiangzhai, a faint smoke has risen, rising little by little until it blends into the sky.

From time to time in front of Luojiangzhai came the sounds of bandits training, their voices were high-pitched and their fighting spirit was high.

Meng Heyin was lying on the bed with his eyes closed tightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Ming Rong sat quietly by the bed, watching Meng Heyin's hands clenched and loosened, and the veins on his wrists were all bulging.

"Who are you?" Mingrong said softly, then lightly took Meng Heyin's hand, and rubbed it with his thumb.

The touch in the hands is weak and boneless, and the skin is as smooth as fat. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a pair of hands that can hold a broken knife and have a chance to kill yourself.Ming Rong frowned unknowingly, and the strength in his hands became heavier.

"Well."

Meng Heyin let out a moan, and his body moved uneasily.

Mingrong withdrew his hand as if scalded by sparks, then looked at her coldly.

Meng Heyin slowly opened his eyes, and he could feel the chilly face next to him from the corner of his eye. He quickly closed his eyes again, and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness to look at the white beads.

"White beads?"

The white bead is still floating in the center, the light is stronger than before, but it is still very small.

Meng Heyin was very puzzled. At that time, she was almost returning to the battle strength of her heyday. She thought it was Bai Zhuzi who had unknowingly recovered.But looking at it now, the white beads are only a little brighter than before, and nothing else has changed.

With its appearance like this, it will definitely not be able to restore its own strength.If it wasn't a white bead, then why?
Meng Heyin was still thinking hard in the sea of ​​consciousness, when he heard Mingrong's cold voice kept coming in.

"Meng Heyin."

"stand up."

"What are you still pretending?"

"Meng Heyin!"

Clearly hearing Ming Rong's tone getting worse, Meng Heyin quickly opened his eyes, and then blinked slowly a few times.

"You called me? Uh, what's wrong with me?"

Ming Rong didn't say a word, just watched her pretend quietly, and only when Meng Heyin felt a little embarrassed, Ming Rong spit out a few words from his mouth lightly.

"who are you?"

Meng Heyin smiled: "I'm Meng Heyin."

"I mean, who were you before?"

Meng Heyin was silent. After pondering for a while, he looked at Mingrong, frowned, and looked very serious: "I say it's unfair by myself. If you want to exchange, then you first say who you are."

Hearing such clumsy words made Ming Rong really happy.

The reason why Meng Heyin dared to say that was because she probably guessed her identity and thought that she would never dare to reveal her identity, so she threatened her back.The reliance of the threat is simply because this is the border of Jiang country.

Mingrong felt the smallness in her heart clearly, and said: "Okay, then I will tell you who I am..."

Meng Heyin opened his mouth in disbelief, blinked a few times and looked at Mingrong: "Are you sure?"

"Why not? I am..."

"Wait," Meng Heyin stopped, thinking about how to change the subject. "This is really big news, let me prepare."

"I'm actually..." Mingrong didn't answer the words, and talked to himself. When he saw Meng Heyin, he jumped up and covered his mouth. After turning around to avoid it, he changed the subject and continued, "It doesn't matter who I am. , you probably have guesses in your mind."

Meng Heyin withdrew the hand that was going to stick to Mingrong's body, and wanted to step back a little, when Mingrong continued.

"However……"

When Mingrong said this, he paused deliberately, and looked at Meng Heyin with a smile in his eyes. Meng Heyin's whole body was on guard, and he looked at him.

Under Meng Heyin's vigilant eyes, Mingrong said quietly: "Since you can crush me to death and transform weapons with your bare hands, do you think that if this matter is exposed, you will have good results?"

Meng Heyin frowned, she was worried about this too.

This afternoon, for some reason, her strength suddenly rose sharply, and she couldn't control the powerful forces that forcibly poured in, so that she was exposed in front of everyone.

It would be fine if this kind of power existed all the time, but she clearly felt that there was nothing left in her current body, and it was even full of soreness after the violence.

When you don't have enough self-protection ability, exposing your strength will only lead to danger.

Seeing Meng Heyin's silence, Mingrong knew that his goal had been achieved, so he leaned closer to Meng Heyin's ear: "Do you finally know how dangerous I am? I am not talented, but there is a way to protect you, are you interested?"

Meng Heyin squinted at him: "What way."

"Follow me. There are seven countries in the world, I am with you, and I have you."

How much truth, how much falsehood, self-knowledge.

"Really?" Meng Heyin asked, leaning on Mingrong's chest, his eyes sparkling, as if he was being persuaded.

Ming Rong was a little distracted, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to hook Gou Meng Heyin's hair, and Meng Heyin rubbed against his palm like a well-behaved cat.

Mingrong subconsciously opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly came back rationally and said: "I don't accept people with unknown backgrounds around me, please tell me who you are first."

Meng Heyin paused, obviously unhappy.

Mingrong pretended to make amends: "After all, you are a lonely ghost from nowhere, what if it is a man?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Heyin swept away his obedient and flattering demeanor, and instead put on a cold and stern expression that he had never seen before, like a well-behaved pet kitten suddenly turned into a tiger in the mountains.

At this time, the tiger said: "Since you have already chosen to cooperate with me, why are you obsessed with knowing who I am?"

"How do I know if you little tiger will bite me back?"

"Isn't it normal to be dangerous to seek skin from a tiger? Don't tell me you didn't hold back?"

Ming Rong smiled, knowing that Meng Heyin could not completely trust him, so he stopped pretending and said, "If you don't want to tell me, let me guess by myself."

Meng Heyin was silent.

"Although it's natural for you to stay with men, but you subconsciously get closer to women, and you don't overstep the rules. You just take care of women more simply. Then, you are a woman."

Meng Heyin raised his eyebrows.

"Although you are sophisticated, your words and deeds are not prudent, and even a little too rash and naive. You are not very old."

Meng Heyin looked at Mingrong's handsome face, and thought that even if he was young, he would definitely be older than you, hum.

Seeing that she didn't refute, Mingrong continued: "Although you are a woman, you are very good at force. I have watched your fighting patterns and movement trajectories several times. It is not a straggler, nor is it for physical fitness. The tricks are fierce and completely perfect. It's all about killing people..."

As Ming Rong talked about the fierce moves, Meng Heyin's eyes really slowly took on a murderous look.

Mingrong noticed, "If you are an ordinary warrior, you don't kill many people, although they are powerful, they will not condense murderous intent. You have to kill for a long time to treat human life as nothing, and if you kill for a long time, you will not be under the jurisdiction of the government... Do you have military experience? !"

Hearing the words, Meng Heyin raised his eyes, and with just such a cold glance, it seemed that countless killing intent and evil thoughts emanated from his eyes, which aroused layers of cold sweat behind Mingrong.

"Have you guessed enough?"

　Happy National day!

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(End of this chapter)