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Chapter 137 (1/2)

Summer Yan came back from the teahouse and went into the room to practice words. It was just that the excellent words written in ordinary times are not good today.

Looking at the disturbing paper, Xia Yuyan swept his sleeves and everything on the desk was swept to the ground.

The iris standing outside rushed in when she heard the sound.

”What's the matter, Sheriff?”

Ziyuan hurriedly asked as soon as she came in, and stopped the sound when her eyes touched the place and the movement of Xia Yan rubbing her eyebrows.

”It's OK. You'll take care of it in a moment. I'll go out and walk.”

Finish, do not look at Ziyuan surprised expression straight out.

Ziyuan looks at the shadow of Xia Yuyan leaving, and can not return to the mind for a long time. In her memory, the princess has been calm and calm, even when angry, did not make such a big movement, what is the matter today?

Summer Yan walked into a small bamboo forest, listening to the rustling of bamboo leaves, feeling the comfort of the fine wind blowing on the body, and the mood was completely calm down.

She has always been not easy to lose temper, but thought of this Xuanyuan Yichen did things and can not help angry.

He tried to pull the right side, so that he could not just force himself to see him and talk to him about the deal? But today, his face is so indifferent that it is really angry. It's like I am a puppet, and no matter what he does, he can't escape his control, because the line is there, and he makes you go where you must go.

Xia Yuyan still walks slowly, and she is immersed in her thoughts without realizing the danger.

”Whew”

the sound of a dark instrument is especially special in the sound of bamboo leaf sand.

Xia Yuyan dodged in the direction of her own voice, and could avoid the concealed weapon. However, the concealed weapon was crossed by her face, without hurting her face, but broke a strand of green silk.

”Who are you?”

Xia Yan looks at ten killers standing in front of her, and frowns.