Doomsday Sanctuary

"This enchantress!"

It took Di Ping for a while to calm down the restlessness in his heart, watching Yun Mengsi who lightly twisted his waist and walked toward the room, secretly cursing.

This is her true nature, thinking that changing clothes has changed, that is she is too naive, this is a woman who discharges at every opportunity.

"Hehe! The lord, let me go in and see!"

Of course Yun Kuohai knew his daughter's character. He was also embarrassed when he looked at the embarrassed two, and he gave them a dry smile, and then quickly caught up with his daughter.

"City Lord! This is a fox demon. The goblin can inhale yang energy. You can always take care of your body, the city lord!"

Han Zhongguo walked to Di Ping's side, his face was heavy, and he said in a low voice earnestly.

After speaking, he shook his head, carried his hands behind his back, and followed Yun Kuohai to the room without waiting for Di Ping to reply.

"I wipe! What shall I take care of?"

Di Ping was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood that he came over and screamed, but Han Zhongguo had walked to the door without stopping and stepped into the room.

"You...you made it clear to me!"

Di Ping whispered at Han Zhongguo's back.

"I wipe it! What's all this!"

Seeing Han Zhongguo disappearing at the door of the room, Di Ping almost jumped up, but it seemed that Han Zhongguo would not be back, he stomped and cursed.

After taking a few breaths, Di Ping calmed down his anger and walked into the room quickly.

Han Zhongguo was obviously afraid that Di Ping would look for him, so he had already hid inside, his eyes didn't move to the door at all.

"You two go out? Guard the stairs and don't let people come down!"

Di Ping gave Han Zhongguo a fierce look, and then ordered the two combat team members guarding Wang Dequan.

"It's the city owner!"

The two reverently led their orders and quickly retreated, and closed the door of the room.

Only Han Zhongguo, Di Ping and Yun's father and daughter were left in the room.

Wang Dequan still looked at the ceiling with empty eyes as he did when he first saw him, holding two severed arms, and muttering in his mouth not knowing what to say.

"it's him?"

Yun Mengsi carefully looked at Wang Dequan on the bed for a while, and then asked in a low voice.

"That's him!"

Di Ping nodded.

"What's his name?"

Yun Mengsi asked.

"Wang Dequan!"

Di Ping said.

Yun Mengsi wasn't talking, but just turned around the bed, staring at Wang Dequan, not knowing what she was doing.

Di Ping and the others watched her movements quietly.

Suddenly, Di Ping felt a slight fluctuation in Yun Mengsi's body, and this fluctuation would not have been felt if he hadn't had a keen mental power.

Although this kind of fluctuation was subtle, Di Ping suddenly discovered that Yun Mengsi seemed to have changed her person. Her whole person seemed to have entered the cloud and mist at once, becoming dreamlike and ethereal like an immortal. The fascinating rhyme is clearly standing in front of you, but it is far away in your eyes.

"Wang Dequan!"

She spoke, her voice seemed to rise from the honey, sweet and waxy, sweet to the bottom of my heart, soft to the soul.

"You look at me!"

The voice seemed to be filled with endless magic, and it made people feel involuntarily depressed.

Even when Di Ping heard this voice, his mind was turbulent, and he couldn't wait to look at it quickly. Han Zhongguo was even more unbearable. He took two steps back quickly and moved away from Yunmengsi.

But Di Ping clearly saw that Wang Dequan's body trembled, his hollow eyes flickered, and he sneered inwardly:

"I see how long you can do it!"

He never believed that Wang Dequan was really crazy, but the interrogation was obviously useless, and there was no way he knew he was pretending to be himself.