"Acquaintance? How is it possible to meet an acquaintance in this Windy City? Mengmeng, you didn't hear wrong, right?" Wu Yao looked at Wu Meng beside him with some curiosity.
"You heard me right, that scourge looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it before." Wu Meng picked her nose and tried to recall Alang's face, "Not to mention, that scourge is pretty good-looking. "
"Good-looking? Hey~ you are such a bitch, can you still recognize beauty and ugliness?" Seeing Wu Meng's serious look, Wu Jing raised the corner of her mouth.
"The second sister is so annoying. Mengmeng is not blind, so why can't she see beauty and ugliness?" Seeing the slightly contemptuous look in the second sister Wu Jing's eyes, Wu Meng complained with a pouted mouth.
"Is it your vision? The bitch named Lang Tianya that I met in Yuanshan Town before was so ugly. Why do you have an inexplicable liking for him?" Wu Jing replied to her younger sister with some teasing.
"Yeah! I remembered, that scourge looks a lot like Brother Xiaolang, just a little taller. Could it be that he is Brother Xiaolang's brother?" Wu Meng's eyes widened after Wu Jing reminded her, as if she had made an incredible discovery. .
"Oh? It's interesting. It seems that the scourges all look the same. That little prodigal brat is not a good thing at first glance. The scourge might actually be his brother."
"Okay, Jingjing, how can you judge a book by its appearance? Mengmeng, when did you wake up? Do you remember what happened last night?" In order to stop the endless quarrel between the two girls, Wu Yao changed the subject.
"Sister, Mengmeng has just woken up. Mengmeng really has no memory of what happened last night. At that time, she only felt numb all over her body and her eyes went dark. She can no longer remember what happened next. When she woke up, her hair It's been burned." Wu Meng touched the braid on the top of her head very depressedly.
Hearing Wu Meng talk about her hair being burnt, Wu Jing quickly walked to the dressing table in the room, glanced at the bronze mirror on the table, Wu Jing screamed, "Ah!!! Damn disaster, this princess will definitely do it." I’ll cut you into pieces!!!”
Wu Meng was startled by Wu Jing's scream, and followed Wu Jing's movements to look at the hair behind Wu Jing's head. I saw that Wu Jing's hair, which was originally styled in a butterfly shape, had been burned into a ball.
After taking a look at Wu Jing's hair, Wu Yao subconsciously touched her own hair and walked towards the bronze mirror on the dressing table with an ominous premonition. After carefully turning around, Wu Yao finally found a thumb-sized patch of alopecia areata on the right side of his head.
"Ah!!!!!!" Wu Yao let out a heart-rending scream and fainted.
Seeing Wu Yao fainting, Wu Meng jumped to Wu Yao's side with a hiss, and Wu Jing reached out to support Wu Yao when Wu Yao was about to fall to the ground.
"It's over, it's over, second sister, eldest sister, what's wrong?" Wu Meng felt inexplicably panicked as she supported Wu Yao.
"This damn scourge must be avenged on him. I wonder when our Wu clan has ever been so insulted!" Wu Jing said as she opened the door of the living room.
With a creak, Wu Jing opened the door angrily, and a face she had never seen before came into view, "Dignified guest, please calm down!"
A handsome face appeared in front of Wu Jing. Wu Jing was startled when she saw the handsome face, "Who are you? You are so brave. We are members of the Wu clan, so please get out of the way!"
"Dear descendants of the ancient tribe, please be patient. Our Qiyuan Inn will never lose its reputation. I am not as talented as I am. I have to order you to come here before I have a cup of tea. I hope you will wait for a moment. We will be here within an hour. I will definitely give the fairy a satisfactory answer." Seeing the warmth on the handsome man's face, Wu Jing hesitated on her feet. Turning sideways for a moment, Wu Jing found several imposing monks standing behind the man.
"Fairy, please rest in the room for a while. I'll be back soon." The handsome man who claimed to be less intelligent smiled slightly, and a flash of shadow led the monk behind him to disappear.
"Who is this sacred person? How do you know that my Wu clan is a descendant of an ancient clan?" Wu Jing frowned when she saw the handsome man in front of her disappear inexplicably.
