Chapter 232 (1/2)

Therefore, she still thinks that if master wants to destroy an Yunxi's face, he will avenge her again. Maybe she is amorous, but that's what she thinks.

An Yunxi is stunned. Although she has some ideas about the chief, who has no idea about the chief? Why would he destroy her face?

She didn't agree with me

She opened her lips and wanted to tell her that she didn't agree, but she couldn't make a sound. She was frightened and opened her eyes. By chance, she saw the gorgeous and evil man's cold eyes looking at her.

The eyes were so cold that they didn't even have a trace of temperature, which could almost freeze her soul.

Dragon purple Xuan Mou son tiny MI, icy voice says, ”red sky, still don't start?”

”Yes, Lord.”

Chixiao walks up to Anyun river. When he shakes his hand, a dagger appears in his palm. The dagger has a penetrating luster. Fengyu opens her lips, and then quickly closes her mouth.

Forget it. If master is happy, let him. If she wants to tell anyunxi whether she has friendship or not, she will tell anyunxi whether she has gratitude or resentment. She almost got married just now, so there's no need to plead for her.

As for worrying about master?

Forget it. What's the identity of master? Since he dares to attack anyunxi, it shows that he can bear the consequences.

Shifu is not like that kind of fool who seeks his own death. Even if he is arrogant, he has the capital of absolute arrogance.

Looking at the dagger, an Yunxi shakes her head in fear. For the first time, she clearly realizes that it is not her honor, but her disaster, for the chief to speak to her today.

The disaster of topping

Her whole body trembled with fear, and her tears flowed out, as if even her soul was about to come out of her body.

Without giving her too much time for fear, Chixiao moved her wrist and heard a shrill scream. Then, everyone saw that there was a long red fork on Anyun River's gorgeous face, and the blood flowed out.

”Chixiao, go on.”

Long Zixuan's thin lips moved, spitting out two cold words. Chixiao nodded slightly, his wrist moved again, and the other half of an Yunxi's face also had a red fork.

Long Zixuan nodded with satisfaction. With a move, he did not know where to find a small mirror and threw it directly in front of an Yunxi.

He snorted coldly and said in a sarcastic voice, ”Princess an, you may not have seen it before. Now I will give you a mirror to look at yourself and know what ugly eight monsters look like.”

Dare to call his little feather ugly, then he doesn't mind turning her into ugly, how can she curse so superior in the future.

It's good to have a good face, but if you want to bully Xiaoyu, you'll find yourself dead. Xiaoyu is the one who protects him. Whoever dares to bully him will be against him.

Feng Yu's mind frets. Suddenly, she has a warm current in her heart. She guesses well. The master really wants to avenge him.

Master doesn't know that the scar on her face is fake. Then he must know that she doesn't care that others say she is ugly. She doesn't care. Why does he want to revenge her?

Master, it's amazing

Anyunxi has collapsed out of control, her hands in the pain of the face touched, trembling fingertips touched a bloodstain, her hands trembling in front of her eyes, looking at the blood fingertips, she burst out crying, crying almost breathed.

She turned her head and looked at longzixuan with hate in her eyes. Suddenly she stood up from the ground and waved her hand to longzixuan. ”You are a cruel and cold-blooded devil. You ruined my face. I want to kill you.”

Seeing an Yunxi pounce on long Zixuan, Feng Yu's heart pinches. She suddenly starts to worry. If the master doesn't do it because of guilt, then he will be hurt.

Facts have proved that her worry is too superfluous. As soon as anyunxi has a move, she is kicked out by Chixiao on her side and falls to the ground.

”You are a ruthless devil, a bad man, an asshole, who ruined my face. I will never let you go as a ghost. I curse you to hell...”

Anyunxi pain lying on the ground, a pair of eyes hate meaning ferocious looking at the Dragon Zixuan, mouth a sentence after sentence of scolding.

Dragon Zixuan a pair of eyes dark deep looking at her, lips hook with a sneer, so listen to her crazy scold.

Fengyu can't listen any more. She doesn't know why Chixiao can still stand there quietly to listen, but she knows she can't listen any more.

She walked to an Yunxi and clapped her hand on the back of her head. An Yunxi fainted, closed her eyes and put her head on the ground.

It's quiet at last.

Feng Yu breathed, stood up and walked to long Zixuan. In a complicated voice, she said, ”master, I'm tired. Let's go back.”

”Good.”

Long Zixuan's voice was soft, and his tone was even a little spoiled. His eyes were light, and he swept over an Yunxi who was unconscious on the ground. He left with Fengyu and Chixiao.*

in the twinkling of an eye, it's August 20. Today is a big day for the general's residence.