The belly of the dark emperor

Chapter 22 Don't Speak So Loudly
"You are Nalan Qingyu?" Nalan Yifeng shook his head, "No, no, she is already dead, who are you, why do you have Nalan Qingyu's things?"

"Of course my own things belong to me." Nalan Qingyu narrowed her eyes coldly, "How come third brother and fourth sister don't know me?"

"Impossible, Nalan Qingyu is dead, she died at that time. You are not Nalan Qingyu at all, what is your purpose in pretending to be Nalan Qingyu?" Nalan Yifeng couldn't believe it. Nalan Qingyu was not dead yet, he was so sure at that time that she was out of breath, and she was thrown into the sea by them, how could she come back alive.

Nalan Qingyu smiled lightly, pointed at Nalan Yifeng with her slender fingers, "You're still peeing in your bed even when you're eight years old." ⊙︿⊙
"You accidentally fell down the back mountain when you were nine years old. If I remember correctly, there should be a scar like this on your left leg. It's probably here." Nalan Qingyu said calmly. than.

"And you, once stole your mother's jade hairpin, and you were beaten terribly that time, and you..."

Nalan Qingyu calmly talked about the memory of these two people, but the faces of the two people opposite her changed because of her words.

If this person is really pretending to be Nalan Qingyu, how could she be so clear about what happened when they were young? This is simply too weird. The only explanation now is that she is Nalan Qingyu.

"Brother, she really seems to be Nalan Qingyu." Nalan Hanyan whispered, and Nalan Yifeng also nodded.

"Do I need to remind you again? I remember everything about your childhood. I remember once..."

"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to say such a good-for-nothing?" Nalan Yifeng hurriedly interrupted her, knowing that it is a shameful thing to pee-chuang at the age of eight, especially if you say it from the mouth of this good-for-nothing of.

Nalan Yifeng winked at Lanna Hanyan, the corner of his mouth curled up evilly, he looked at Nalan Qingyu and said, "Even if you are real Nalan Qingyu, so what, you are already dead, Remember, you are dead."

After finishing speaking, Nalan Hanyan, who was already standing behind Nalan Qingyu, raised his hand, gathered spiritual power in his palm, and slapped Nalan Qingyu's back with his palm.

Nalan Qingyu flashed nimbly, as if she had eyes on her back, and easily dodged the palm.

She knew that these two people would not let her go. As early as when Nalan made a move, she knew what she wanted to do, and wanted to sneak attack her, and wait for the next life.

"What? Seeing that I haven't given up my guilty conscience yet, do you still want to kill someone to silence me?" Nalan Qingyu patted her clothes and smiled casually.

Standing in front of the two of them, she was not as cowardly as she used to be. Her long black hair was fluttering in the wind, and she exuded a fierceness that made them stunned for a moment.

"Brother, she seems to be a little different, she even avoided my palm just now." Nalan Hanyan clenched her fingers, feeling puzzled and worried.

Nalan Yifeng sneered, "What's the difference? A waste is a waste. She was lucky if she didn't die last time. This time she is not so lucky. Just use her to try my newly promoted spiritual power."

"Hey, can you two stop whispering so loudly?" Nalan Qingyu frowned irritably, her hearing was so good now.

(End of this chapter)