Chapter 342 Attacking Mr. Amnesiac Ghost

"Young scenery, continue to hate me. You hate me as much as you like An Yi. Think about it from another angle. He and I have the same weight in your heart." His tone was tinged with satisfaction, Even this kind of satisfaction is extremely weird.

In that weirdness, Feng Jing saw an inexplicable sadness. She was stunned for a moment, but then quickly turned cold, "Give me back An Yi."

"I'll give him back to you, but before that, let me see what you can do for him."

Suddenly, she slapped him across the face, and he froze.

He smiled viciously, "Are you childish or not? You used this method to force me to submit. Would you believe me if you said you made An Yi disappear? Don't be stupid, aren't you a ghost? An Yi is also a ghost, Where do you have the confidence to surpass him? Even if you said you wanted to kill me, so far, you have never done anything except create some natural disasters around me. In the final analysis, you simply cannot kill me yourself. Bar?"

As Yu Shu said, every world has its own set of rules. If ghosts can kill people, there will be many unsolved cases in the world. At best, he can only influence nature with his own magnetic field.

"Heh..." He chuckled, feeling a little sad, let go of her, and said slowly: "You are right, it seems that I can't do anything, whether it's winning An Yi or winning you I will always be the one who fails, so I will always be abandoned by others."

"you……"

He interrupted her, "Don't you want An Yi? He is right behind you."

Looking back, I saw An Yi standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking at herself with those smiling eyes. After a moment of surprise, when she turned around to look again, her chin was held by him again, and he lowered his head and stamped. The kiss was different from the brutal one just now, this time it was extremely gentle.

"Guangfeng, I'm in hell...waiting for you." After that touching whisper, he disappeared with a gust of wind.

Feng Guang raised her hand to cover her mouth, she stayed there for a long time, it was An Yi who came over and woke her up.

"Scenery, are you alright?"

After a long time, she finally spoke out, instead of answering, she asked, "Where have you been?"

"I'm lost."

"……get lost?"

"I walked for a long time, but I could only circle around the same place. I couldn't find the way to this courtyard."

"He must have messed up!"

"He..." Confusion appeared on An Yi's face, maybe he remembered something, or he realized something, "Maybe he's not that bad."

"What's not so bad? Didn't you see it? He treated me just now..." She bit her lip, feeling a faint pain in the wound that was bitten by that man.

An Yi raised her hand, and gently stroked her lips with the pad of her index finger, an imperceptible dark color flashed in her eyes, "I don't deny that he is a poor man, but...he can't use this reason to touch you, are you mine."

The scenery was slightly stunned, An Yi with this appearance reminded her of that man.

An Yi smiled suddenly, completely different from him who was in the dark just now, he was gentle and beautiful, "Xiaofeng, let's go back, I assure you, he will never appear in front of you again in the future."

Of course, she would be puzzled by his self-confidence, but it doesn't matter... An Yi chuckled, she didn't need to understand.