This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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Interesting...

Night Xuan morning lip corner pulls up a wicked curve, such strong resentment is not a small resentment can generate...

The man suddenly turned around and seemed frightened, but soon calmed down. He lifted his hand and pushed his glasses on the nose beam. He smiled and walked over. He held Night Xuan's shoulder intimately. "Xuan Chen, how are you feeling today? Is it better? ”

Night Xuan looked at him indifferently, “Do I know you? ”

“Er...” Night Sung's eyes flashed a little suspicion, just heard the butler say he lost his memory, is it true?

Such a coincidence?

“I'm your brother! You don't even remember me?” Sung Zi's face revealed a sad color, but his eyes instantly stared at Night Xuan's face, not wanting to let go of any expression on his face.

“Brother?” Night Xuan morning frowned and looked up and down at Night Zi Sheng. “Just what you look like? Said it was my brother... you didn't believe it yourself, did you? ”

Whether the original lord had a brother or not he did not know, but just as Nightson Sheng's pale and strange face compared to the face of the people now affected by this evil country, one heaven and one earth, are not brothers, can be seen at a glance.

“…” Night Sung's eyes flashed a cold color, little clutter, even if it seemed amnesia, personality but hasn't changed at all.

Pressing the thought in his heart, Nightson Sheng explained with a smile: "Oh, I'm your cousin. We grew up together as kids, but we were closer than our brothers. ”

“Oh... so what do you want from me?” Night Xuan morning pillows behind his head, narrowing his eyes and enjoying the sun's expression.

“It's okay, it's the chameleon you were driving, it may not be fixed...” Nightsheng said with some regret.

“What dragon?” Night Xuan opened his eyes and asked surprisingly.

Night Sung's eyes flashed. Of all the sports cars in the night Xuan morning, the favorite was the chameleon. If he hadn't lost his memory, he would have reacted violently after knowing the result, right?

“Let me show you a picture!” Night Sung smiled and took out his phone and handed it to Night Xuan in front of him.

I'll see when you can pretend...

Night Xuan stared at the phone, his eyebrows became tighter and tighter. Finally, he raised his head and spoke ill: “What's so good about a pile of scrap iron? ”

He thought it was some funny monster beast, so boring.

“... scrap iron?” Sung Zi's eyes flashed with joy. Did he really lose his memory? Although the chameleon was damaged some severely, it could still be repaired. He just said that intentionally, in order to test him!

After all, it is a limited edition, there are only 10 cars in the country. According to the character of Night Xuan, he will definitely let him fix it, but now he says it is scrap iron, and the color in his eyes does not seem to be fake at all...

“So you're not going to fix it?” Nighting-Sheng finally asked.

“Take care of it yourself, I'm not interested in this stuff!” Night Xuan turned his lip away.

“Okay!” There was a glimmer of greed in Sung Zi's eyes. If he fixed it, he would resell it...

Thinking about this, I can't wait for Sung Zi. He said to Night Xuan: “If nothing happens, I'll leave first and come back to see you another day. ”

After that, without waiting for Night Xuan to react, he quickly left the Night Home.

“Huh…”

After he left, Night Xuan morning sneered, the cousin bears the flag of concern, the sentence reveals the intention of probing, is a person is a ghost, he can see it at a glance.