Chapter 62:

As night falls, the winter is getting very dark, and under the neon street lights, the falling snowflakes are a bit more colorful, just like colorful blooming flowers.
In front of the apartment door, Mo Huai hid what he was holding behind his back. He opened the door with one hand, the smile on his face narrowed, and said blankly to the apartment: "Tangtang, I'm back. "
Without receiving a response, he continued: "I brought something back for you. If... if you are happy, please praise me."
"Tangtang?"
Mo Huai opened the door to the girl's room, empty, and went to the kitchen again, and found bags of food on the kitchen counter. Thinking that she might be out, Mo Huai put down the things in his hands, took off his coat, and prepared to wash the food first.
There were bursts of biting chills around, as if the whole person was immersed in the October cold pool, the turbulent coldness hit, and went straight into the bone marrow.
"You are awake." The lowered voice affirmed.
Hei Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Ning Mitang slowly opened her eyes. She stared blankly at the tall girl in front of her, "Who are you?" After moving her body, she was shocked to find that she was tied up. She was on a pillar, and her lower body was soaked in the cold water, a biting chill kept coming. It turned out that what she had just now was not an illusion, she was really in a cold pond.
"Want to know who I am?" The other party walked slowly along the edge of the pool, standing condescendingly in front of Ning Mitang, "Tsk tusk, such a beautiful face, no wonder Song Jingchen misses you."
Ning Mitang was stunned when she heard the familiar name.
The face of the girl in the pool was frozen pale and bloodless, and her pink lips were already white and dry at this time, as if the delicate flowers had lost their moisture, but not at all, it would damage her beauty.
"who are you?"
The weather was too cold, her voice was trembling, and the tooth frame was constantly shaking.
The tall girl squatted beside Ning Mitang, stretched her hand to her, pinched her delicate chin, her eyes were full of admiration and surprise, "Baby, you really make my heart beat."
She looked up and down at Ning Mitang, feeling the delicate and smooth skin at her fingertips, and she rubbed it with satisfaction, "Compared to the four girls before, you are the best and most perfect." She looked fascinated. Ning Mitang's face changed, "I was also entangled in whether or not to catch you, but there is no way, you are too attracted to me..."
Ning Mitang was struggling, and she asked, "What is your purpose for catching me?"
"Hush!"
The tall girl put her index finger in front of Ning Mitang's lips and stopped her from speaking, "Baby, be good, I don't want to do it to you, it would be a shame if such a perfect skin is damaged."
Ning Mitang calmed down and realized that her struggle was in vain. She stared at the girl in front of her with frosty eyes, and could only watch the changes.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the tall girl. She didn't expect the other party to calm down so quickly. It was really interesting and more rational than the previous ones.
"Baby, what you want to know, I will tell you slowly." The tall girl let go of her hand holding Ning Mitang's cheek, and she pulled to her hair. In Ning Mitang's shocked eyes, he smiled happily, "Now you know who I am."
As the night darkened, the chill immediately became heavier.
Mo Huai's tall body stood in front of the door, waiting for Ning Mitang to return.
He took out his phone to check the time again, it was almost eight o'clock, and she hadn't come back yet. Unable to bear it, he dialed the phone.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off."
The voice prompt from the other end of the phone made Mo Huai frown, and turned off?
He called again.
Over and over again, I get the same voice.
A feeling of strangeness surged from the bottom of his heart, Mo Huai's dark eyes were half-squinted, and he rushed out to find her, thinking that the girl might be busy, and the phone just ran out of power. I was worried that she would see you back. Without himself, he decided to wait.
The waiting time is very long. With the time of the wall clock on the wall passing by second by second, Mo Huai's clean eyebrows and eyes, the melancholy expression is getting heavier, Qingjun's face is tight, and the clear outline is hard. Cold into frost.
In the gloomy and gloomy room, there was a sound or two of flowing water.
Ning Mitang's dark eyes were full of incredible, "Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Xiancai took off his wig and clearly revealed his beautiful face with thick makeup, "It's me."
He stood up, his voice no longer lowered, "Sister Mitang, you don't have to be afraid, as long as you don't struggle obediently, brother will not hurt you."
"Why are you catching me?" Ning Mitang struggled with excitement, and his too white wrist was quickly strangled with red marks.
Jiang Xiancai's red lips are like fire, and his white face is covered with gentle color, "I just said, baby, you are so perfect, you are a masterpiece of heaven, I think it is a violent thing if you don't taste your taste." After that, he slowly walked to the corner on one side of the room, where a long black table was placed.
Picking up a transparent bottle, Jiang Xiancai stared at the liquid in it obsessively, shook it, his gloomy voice with a little restrained excitement, "I'll try something good for you later."
Surrounded by a biting chill, Ning Mitang's face became paler and paler, and she felt her body numb.
At this moment, Jiang Xiancai walked towards her again holding a small bottle of things, his heart jumped suddenly, Ning Mitang's black eyes sank, and she felt the danger strongly.
Moved the wrist tied behind him, the rough hemp rope was tied tightly, and the delicate wrist was rubbed to make a big red.
"Don't struggle, even if the rope is untied, you can't get out. This is my place. No one will save you." Jiang Xiancai's blood-red lips contained a cold smile, and he looked at the girl's weakness with enjoyment. Struggling.
The light in the room was dim. Seeing the other person approaching gradually, Ning Mitang’s smooth forehead was soaked in cold sweat. She bit her lips tightly and tried to resist the panic in her heart, "Can you let me go?"
"Puff!"
Jiang Xiancai seemed to have heard something funny, he licked the corner of his mouth, squatted down beside Ning Mitang, and said mildly: "Baby, you are so cute." Bloody red lips approached the girl's ear, and he whispered: "You are cuter and more interesting than the four girls who were disobedient before."
The gloomy breath came into her ears, and the goose bumps on Ning Mitang's body went viral, and her heart shuddered. After hearing the meaning of Jiang Xiancai's words, her clear and black eyes widened unbelievably. The murderer Qiao Ziyan said before was actually him?
As if confirming Ning Mitang's thoughts, Jiang Xiancai laughed lowly, "Before my skills were not good enough, the four girls would resist. Did you know? The disobedient girl will be punished by God. You It's not the same. God spoils you so much, and I will spoil you well, and you won't suffer much later."
Ning Mitang turned her head, the chill and panic in her heart kept rising, she tried to ignore the neurosis, secretly worried. She didn't know how long she had been in a coma before, and whether Mo Huai found her missing. If he found out, I don't know if he can find her.
"I know exactly what you are thinking." Jiang Xiancai's cold hand stretched out to Ning Mitang's face again like a poisonous snake, pinched her cheeks and forced her face to herself, and opened the bottle with the other hand. The lid poured directly into her mouth, "Drink it obediently."
At night, the white snow continued to fall, without any intention of stopping. The obscurity filled the whole city, and people's hearts were covered with a haze.
"Brother Huai."
Cao Yang swallowed, only to find that his throat was dry and hard to choke. His gaze fell on Mo Huai's face, and he moved away in fright. "I have already found the divergent brothers, and they will report immediately if they have news."
The light on the street is very dim, and the street lamp emits a faint light, with a haze and dull atmosphere, which makes people breathlessly depressed.
Baixue fell on his short black hair and hit his shoulders. The faint yellow light outlined his stiff, tall and thin body. The expression on Mo Huai's face in front of him was gloomy, his thin lips pressed tightly, with a cold sharpness.
He looked at somewhere on the street covered by heavy snow, with a trace of dazedness with his dark eyes, and his clear voice faintly sounded: "You said, would she want to tease me and punish me for being so bad to her before?" "
Cao Yang lowered his eyes and dared not respond. Ms. Ning was not such an unexplained person. She couldn't get in touch at such a late hour. Either she was delayed by the incident or something went wrong. He hoped it was the former, if it was the latter... He glanced at Mo Huai again, his overly pale handsome face with a shocking frost, he could not imagine losing Miss Ning... .
"Brother Huai, should we go back first? Maybe Miss Ning is back." We have already found all the places to find. Mo Huai is only wearing a thin windbreaker. Cao Yang is worried that he will fall down before anyone can find it. . "If, I mean, if Miss Ning is missing for 24 hours and does not return, we can go to the police."
Mo Huai glanced at him coldly, then walked towards the apartment. Tangtang, it is possible that he has already returned.
"Hey, Brother Huai, wait for me." Cao Yang immediately caught up.
Not long after, the two of them had just returned to the apartment and they happened to ran into Qiao Ziyan who got off the car.
If Ning Mitang was in the usual situation, Mo Huai might look at the other party and respond. But at this moment, he completely ignored the appearance of the opponent.
"Something?"
Looking at Qiao Ziyan standing in front of him, Mo Huai said coldly.
"Where is Ning Mitang?" Qiao Ziyan's voice was somewhat unconsciously anxious.
Mo Huai's expression sank, and a dangerous color flashed in his black eyes, "I don't have time to control you, don't block my way."
"Is she on it?" Qiao Ziyan's straight posture didn't move half a step, and asked, "Or is she missing?"
In the next second, in Cao Yang's shocked gaze, Mo Huaijun's face was ruthless. He grabbed Qiao Ziyan by the collar, his tone was shockingly cold, "What do you know?"
Qiao Ziyan waved away the other party's control, "Someone called the police and saw that she was taken away." He didn't dare to make a judgment, but the phone to Ning Mitang was turned off. He realized that the person who reported the crime said it was possible. it is true.
There was a sudden tremor in my heart, and the inexplicable panic was like the surging waves.
At this time, Mo Huai's eyes were full of crimson, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Where is she?"
Ning Mitang wanted to close her mouth tightly, but the opponent's strength was too strong, she opened her mouth and poured the liquid in the bottle directly.
"Cough cough cough..."
There was a hot sensation in the throat, tears leached from the corner of her eyes, she kept coughing and trying to spit out the liquid, her pale face was flushed red.
Jiang Xiancai enjoyed the dying struggle of the little rabbit, which made him feel satisfied. The purer the girl, the more clean and flawless, the stronger his desire to destroy.
"Okay, next, let's start our game." Jiang Xian took a knife from the table in the corner.
He licked the sharp face of the knife, his eyes stained with excitement and madness.
The corners of Ning Mitang's eyes were glowing, and her lips turned white. I don't know if it was because of the liquid, and her head became dizzy. Seeing Jiang Xiancai holding a sharp knife with cold light against her collarbone, the tears swirling in his eyes finally slipped down.
She is gone, what should Ahuai do?
Her Ahuai is so arrogant, so self-satisfied, and so disdainful of other women's liking. If she is not there, he will not cry, will not hurt herself, will not find other women, only when she is alone, Licking a wound that can no longer heal...