Chapter 1365 Yan Family Chapter: End

"What do I think? What does it have to do with you? Why should Mr. Xue pretend to be confused every time he understands it?"

Shen Qingfeng said coldly.

Xue Cheng's face gradually became gloomy.

From Shenwu Chang'an to the northern border.

In Shen Qingfeng's eyes, the friendship of supporting each other along the way is worthless garbage.

"Isn't it that Master Shen who pretends to be confused with his understanding? I have a clear conscience, so why bother to pretend to be confused?"

Xue Cheng threw the jar and lifted Shen Qingfeng's clothes with both hands, but did not use too much force, for fear of pulling the wounds left by Shen Qingfeng in Donglicheng.

"Young Master Shen, do you really don't understand what kind of person I, Xue Cheng, is what kind of person I, Xue Cheng, pretends to be in my heart? Do you really have no self in your heart, or are you afraid because of the world?"

Xue Cheng leaned in front of him and gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you say that I, Xue Cheng, is a garbage, my friendship is also a garbage, not a secular prejudice, but because of me, I will get out of here and have nothing to do with each other from now on, and I will never disturb your uncle Shen's leisure!"

"I hate you, more disgusting than trash, is that OK?"

Shen Qingfeng said expressionlessly.

These days, they are always separated by a layer of paper, and no one dares to break it.

Now that they have been broken, they have no scruples.

Shen Qingfeng pursed his lips tightly and his eyes sank.

In the final analysis, he was A Yue's brother, and he did not want anyone in the world. He said that Shen Qingfeng was a man with a broken sleeve, so he insulted A Yue.

Xue Cheng looked at Shen Qingfeng's cold face, trying to find a trace of tenderness on it.

But he was wrong.

Xue Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly and said bitterly: "That's as Mr. Shen thought, Xue immediately wrote a letter back to Chang'an and agreed to the marriage. When he had a wife's house in the future, Mr. Shen would not have to feel dirty. Xue would treat his wife well for the rest of his life."

Shen Qingfeng's hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists, and blue veins bulged on the back of his hands.

Even though he had warned himself countless times, Xue Cheng would eventually marry and have children according to the wishes of his elders.

But when Xue Cheng said it personally, Shen Qingfeng only felt a chill like a river in his heart.

Xue Cheng loosened his clothes.

"Mr. Shen, Master Shen, the martial arts road, Xue was tired from walking. After the northern competition, he returned to Chang'an to guard a corner of his place and his elders and his wife."

Xue Cheng left with red eyes, and in the faint night, he shook the folding fan in his hand and smiled desolately.

He shouldn't have any extravagance.

But I can't control myself.

If it were in the past, I could still be laughing and confused.

It's not bad to fool it all your life.

But now that he is talking, even fooling is a luxury, and Xue Cheng has no way to turn around.

Bang!

There was a sound behind.

Xue Cheng looked back and saw Shen Qingfeng falling to the ground while covering his chest, his hands trembled, and the folding fan fell out.

I immediately forgot the farewell I had just said, walked over quickly, with a sad look on my face.

"Did you tear open the wound? Is it hurt? Is it bleeding? Let me see."

Xue Cheng said anxiously: "I asked you to apply medicine in the early morning. Did you lose it because you were in a hurry to go out? Why is your body so unrestrained?"

Shen Qingfeng sat on the ground, trying to stop Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng quickly pulled open Shen Qingfeng's clothes and took off the white cloth that was soaked in the wound. Seeing the shocking bloody scars under the collarbone, he looked angry: "Shen Qingfeng, if you don't like me, you won't like your own body, don't you? One day you will die, I will never collect your body."

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Yan Hongyuan drank a sip of wine: "Yan Feiren and the royal family both hid my murder, but I knew you would investigate, so when Yan Feiren came to me for the third time, I pretended to be drunk and missed the tongue, and went to the Yan family and pointed at him angrily and said that I killed the children of the Yan family."

"Therefore, the guardian of Bai immediately investigated the matter and went to the Tomb of the Lone Soul." Chu Yue looked down at the wine glass.
Chapter completed!