Beauty's best bodyguard

After calling Ning Yuxi several times in a row, Ning Yuxi showed no sign of waking up at all.Seeing Ning Yuxi's side, which is where Mengmeng used to sleep, the bed was lifted up, and under the special power to watch, there was still a little heat.

Seeing this, Yang Wei's heart couldn't help hanging.

Something suddenly came to mind, as if there was something, and he seemed to have caught some clue in his heart.

Mengmeng's strange illness, her strange speech, and the flame world he saw in her eyes, the black cat, the tall man he met that night, the burning man, the bed with residual heat...

When Yang Wei connected these, it was as if a huge wave was set off in his heart. The reason for this was that he couldn't calm down because of the conclusion he came to.

He didn't know what happened to Mengmeng, it was as if she had completely changed into a different person, just like the pig's feet in the online novel he saw, someone else's soul passed through her small body.

Although Yang Wei has seen many unbelievable things, he doesn't believe in those ghosts and ghosts. What's more, it seems that soul travel is even more unreliable than ghosts and ghosts.But sometimes, there are certain things that Yang Wei doesn't dare to guarantee absolutely, but he still doesn't believe that there is a devil living in Mengmeng's small body

But even if Yang Wei didn't believe it, the facts in front of him forced him to believe it, because all the things were pointed at Mengmeng.

If it was really Mengmeng, thinking of this, Yang Wei felt an indescribable panic and an indescribable pressure lingering in his heart.

Looking at Ning Yuxi who was sleeping soundly, Yang Wei frowned, trying to wake her up from her sleep.Although he didn't know why she was so sleepy that she couldn't wake up even if she shouted.But he was somewhat sure of waking her up, but if he did, how would he explain Mengmeng to her.

Mengmeng is gone, she will definitely be impatient.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Wei did not wake Ning Yuxi up, but after looking at her, he turned and went to the next bedroom, cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice.

He didn't know how long he had practiced, but through supernatural powers, he found a petite villain, jumping down one by one from the balcony as if jumping up and down from upstairs.On the shoulder of the little man rests a large cat.

Yang Wei saw it through supernatural powers. Although he has been practicing, his supernatural powers have been unfolding all the time, paying attention to the surrounding environment.Even when a master is practicing, he can subconsciously notice the surrounding environment. Otherwise, wouldn't it be easy for a master to be killed by a surprise attack while practicing.

Seeing this villain jumping down from upstairs, finally jumping to the balcony of Ning Yuxi's house, and then slowly walking in, and the big cat followed behind her, The tail was raised high, and the head would rub against her feet affectionately from time to time.

This villain did not enter the bedroom, but opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of drink, and sat on the sofa, as if waiting for something.

Yang Wei has been observing with special functions, and seeing her sitting on the sofa, as if she was waiting for him, he couldn't help but smiled helplessly, it seemed that she had discovered him.

Sitting up from the bed, he took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, but found that he forgot to bring the lighter, so he had no choice but to hold it in his mouth, got up and walked out.

Although the room was pitch black, it was nothing to Yang Wei, because such an environment seemed to have no influence on him at all.

He opened the door, walked out, walked directly towards the sofa without pressing the light.

The big cat found Yang Wei, bowed its waist, made a protesting sound of whining, and stood upright with its tail.

"Get lost." A little girl's voice sounded clear and naive.

The big cat drooped its tail in fright, meowed a few times in grievance, and jumped onto the sofa with a whoosh, lying beside her all the time, but its eyes were full of green eyes. Yang Wei.

"Uncle Yang Wei, hug, hug..." The little girl stood up, opened her hands, and said sweetly.

Her name and voice are the same as Mengmeng's name before.

In the past, if he heard her voice like this, Yang Wei thought it was cute, but after hearing this voice today, he felt an indescribable disgust in his heart.

cute!

That's right!

She is cute!

Yang Wei is the one to wait for.

In the darkness, Yang Wei's expression was dignified, and he was very nervous. He had to be nervous. The person standing in front of him was not the Mengmeng he used to be, even a very powerful person.If Yang Wei were to face her, he would have no chance of winning.

The terrifying flame alone is enough to make Yang Wei tremble with fear. The flame can instantly wipe out the bones of a person, and even a little bit of scum can't be seen. Thinking of such a terrifying flame, Yang Wei feels a little headache.He is also a body of flesh and blood, under such flames, he is afraid that he will also be burned to slag.

Yang Wei is also afraid of death, how could he not be afraid of death?

But since he is standing here, he has to face it, the spiritual power in his body is running at full speed, and if there is any change, he will react quickly.

He didn't want to become a scumbag, or even die without leaving any trace of his existence.

Since Yang Wei made his debut, he has faced countless enemies. He has never been so nervous and afraid. Although the person in front of him is small, he has absolute power and the ability to turn him into a scumbag.His forehead was sweating from tension.

Hearing what Mengmeng said, Yang Wei said coldly, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, "Who the hell are you?"

Knowing that Yang Wei would definitely ask that question, Mengmeng reached out and took off the hat covering her head, making a gurgling sound like a silver bell, and said with a smile: "Uncle Yang Wei, of course I am Mengmeng, Uncle Yang Wei , don't you know me?"

While she was talking, the big cat lying next to her stood up, and as soon as she stretched out her hand to hold its head, the big cat meowed twice, and then lay down obediently.

Yang Wei took a step forward, took the cigarette from his mouth with his hand, and continued to ask coldly, "Who are you?"

This is the biggest question in Yang Wei's mind at the moment.

Who is she?

She is definitely not Mengmeng!

This is [-]%!

What Yang Wei wanted to know was who she was and why she did this.

Although Yang Wei doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he has to believe in the things before him now, because apart from ghosts and gods, what else can be used to prove Mengmeng now?

Whether you believe it or not, the facts are right in front of you, and you have to believe it.

"Uncle Yang Wei, I'm Mengmeng, and I'm Mengmeng who likes you the most." In the darkness, Mengmeng said with an innocent smile on her face.

"Uncle Yang Wei, do you not like Mengmeng anymore, woooooo, don't you like Mengmeng, Mengmeng is very sad."

"Who are you?" Yang Wei continued to repeat his words.

After saying that, Yang Wei said coldly again: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

He wanted to take a step forward, but after one foot was slightly off the ground, he withdrew it again. If he went any further, it would not be within his control.

His so-called control range, to be precise, is the range that he is almost certain to avoid when he unfolds his movements.

The closer he was to her, the more dangerous Yang Wei was.

Mengmeng opened her hands, stood on the sofa and giggled, "Uncle Yang Wei, Mengmeng wants to be hugged, Mengmeng wants to be hugged..."

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Wei sweated more and more because of the tension on his forehead. He wanted to step forward, but stopped again, and he dared not go forward.

"Hehe, hehe, hehe, Uncle Yang Wei, you are with your mother now, should I call you father now?" Mengmeng said with a smile.

"Father, I am your daughter Mengmeng."

After Mengmeng finished speaking, her little hand moved slightly, and a faint green light emerged from her little finger in the darkness, just like the flame of a lighter, but the flame here was a faint green light.

Under the faint green light, Mengmeng's white hair and pale face reflected a faint green light. To Yang Wei, it looked like a ghost movie he had seen. Yes, definitely scared to death.

Even after Yang Wei saw her like this, his fingers trembled slightly, and the cigarette in his hand almost fell off.

A faint green light floated towards Yang Wei gently. After seeing this faint green light, Yang Wei's mind seemed to be attracted all of a sudden.

At the moment when his mind was attracted, he only felt as if he heard a sound like a dragon's chant, which woke him up, and the moment he regained consciousness, the faint green light disappeared, and The cigarette in his hand was actually lit.

"Giggle, giggle, Dad, my daughter is just lighting a cigarette for you, why are you so nervous, giggle." Mengmeng giggled, but there was a charming smile on her face that didn't belong to her age at all.

Hearing Mengmeng's words, Yang Wei felt a burst of courage come from somewhere. With a flash of his body, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand to grab Mengmeng's neck, and grabbed her immediately. "Say, who are you?"

Mengmeng, who was grabbed by Yang Wei's neck and lifted abruptly, didn't show pain on her face, but showed a happy smile: "Dad, I'm your daughter, Dad, I'm your daughter what."

After saying this sentence, Mengmeng stuck out her tongue, licked her lips gently, then grabbed Yang Wei's hand with her small hands, and said with a smile on her face: "Dad, I am your daughter Ah, when I grow up, let me be your woman..."

Hearing what Mengmeng said, Yang Wei frowned. What did he say? He said coldly, "Who are you?"

When he was speaking, deep in the center of his eyebrows, a thin dragon-shaped line was circling quickly, and his mouth opened wide from time to time, as if roaring.

At this moment, the bedroom door opened and the light came on. A woman in red pajamas stood in front of the bedroom door.