Every moment he spends with "An Qila" gives him the illusion that he is with Bai Yunshang. This illusion is so real that he can't help but do "everything he only wants to do for Bai Yunshang."

The night is deathly silent.

The water is gurgling in the bathroom...

Bai Yunshang was so drunk that she could only hum and had no consciousness to answer questions.

Sikong Zeye grabbed her shoulders and kept shaking her, hurting her, and wanted her to answer him! [

Bai Yunshang closed her eyes. She felt as if her shoulders were about to be crushed. Even in her unconscious state, the pain was clearly felt, making her body tremble.

His fingers suddenly moved to her face and tore off the band-aid——

Under the light, the faint cuts on his face were revealed.

Sikong Zeye's eyes were gloomy, like the angriest cheetah in the forest, wanting to kill everything. And this anger sometimes collided with an inexplicable happiness.

If she is really Bai Yunshang, if she is...

Sikong Zeye's back was stiff and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

He was not a fool. This feeling of too much similarity alerted him, so he investigated!

At this time, the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone rang——

"As the young master expected, we opened the museum and checked, and the woman in the crystal coffin is indeed not Miss Bai..."

"In addition, the ingredients left in the bottle of medicine were also tested and found to be ordinary candy. It was just that the shape of the candy was artificially made to resemble the medicine..."

"We also found that the crystal coffin showed signs of being pried open once..."

"We will further investigate the mastermind of this package swap incident..."

It was confirmed that everything happened by chance.

In an instant, Sikong Zeye's body seemed to have lost consciousness and stood in a daze, like a weathered stone sculpture.

Maybe it is really a stone sculpture, without thoughts or expressions, and even the pain is numb.

"Master, Master? Do you want to come and see it in person?!"

After a long time, Sikong Zeye seemed to come back to his senses, and a gravel-like voice resounded in his chest:

"Black market, potion to remove human skin masks."

The phone fell to the ground.[

It seemed that this phone call had taken away all his strength.

He looked at her deeply, his eyes were bottomless, and he couldn't tell what they meant.

Suddenly he left here and walked towards the door.
Chapter completed!