It was rare for him to express joy, and the roots of his ears under his dark hair were a little red.
However, he didn't wait for any response from the woman.
The handsome young man's face turned gloomy again, and a surge of anger was like the ocean before a storm that sometimes stirred up waves and sometimes died down.
"Master Xiang, can you return that gun to me?" Nan Xian hesitated for a long time, then turned around and looked over.
The young man's snow-white and cold expression had not yet calmed down. He suddenly heard that the gift given to him was about to be taken back, and his expression was startled for a moment.
Then the anger in his chest rushed straight to his head, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you say?"
Nan Xian looked at the young man with a sinister expression on his face and wished he could eat her alive. He raised his hands to his chest and slapped her down, making a calming gesture: "Young Master Xiang, don't get excited!"
As a modern person, Nan Xian certainly knows the deterrent power of guns.
If the bullets inside are blunt stones or iron blocks, they are not very lethal and can be used as toys for Xiang Yunzheng to play with.
But now it seems that Xiang Yunzheng's IQ is obviously not of ordinary standards.
In just one night, he discovered the trick to improve the power of bullets. If he was given some more time, he might be able to perfect the gun even more!
Gu Cheng and Xiang Yunzheng are destined to be mortal enemies. She cannot leave such a big hidden danger to Gu Cheng!
"I can also make many other kinds of Kit Kat gadgets. Young Master Xiang, can I trade them with you?" Nan Xian stared straight at the gun in Xiang Yunzheng's hand.
"It's in my hands, it's mine. Do you want to go back?" Xiang Yunzheng stared at the woman's face closely, without missing a trace of her expression, and raised his lips with a slightly evil look: "Unless you kill me."
"I won't be able to let go of what I grabbed by Xiang Yunzheng!"
The two looked at each other, and Nan Xian clearly saw the viciousness and seriousness in the young man's eyes.
After a moment of silence, Nan Xian stared at Xiang Yunzheng and sighed melancholy: "So, Young Master Xiang has never seen much of the world -"
"It's just a small pistol. In our Great Liang, this is a toy only played by children. Since Master Xiang is not interested in other things I made, that's it. I'll go back first."
Nan Xian turned around and counted the steps: "One, two, three..." Before five fell, someone suddenly grabbed his arm forcefully from behind: "You said this young master is a child?"
The corner of Nan Xian's mouth raised, but when he turned around, his face was innocent: "Isn't it true? I heard that Young Master Xiang has never left the house, let alone been to Great Liang. How is that different from a bird in a cage?
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"You said that this young master is a bird?" Xiang Yunzheng's forehead had blue veins popping out, like a cat that had been stripped of its cat strips.
"It hurts! Don't get so close, there are differences between men and women!"
Nan Xian reached out and tapped the handsome face that was getting closer and closer.
The girl's nails were neatly trimmed and rounded. A gentle poke didn't hurt, but Xiang Yunzheng suddenly relaxed a little subconsciously, as if a switch had been pressed.
He pursed his thin lips, straightened his body and distanced himself, his eyes still staring fiercely at the ugly red and green face, and sneered coldly: "Don't think that just because you made something that I like, you can be reckless with me...
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Nan Xian looked at the young man's fierce expression and gave a perfunctory hum.
At that time, the sky outside was brighter, and it just reflected the young man's beady face. Nan Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and she blurted out: "Ah, Young Master Xiang is so handsome!"
Hearing this, a string of words that Xiang Yunzheng wanted to yell out suddenly got stuck in his throat.
His face changed several times, and finally he shouted with a strange expression: "Are the women from Beiliang as cunning as you?!"
Hit a stick and give me a sweet date!
Nan Xian smiled and raised her eyes: "Just stop being angry, Mr. Xiang. I will come back tomorrow to take Mr. Xiang's pulse and say goodbye."
"You are so brave. You stole the precious medicine from the Zhenyao Pavilion and you dared to apply it here." Xiang Yunzheng looked at the woman's back and sneered coldly: "Why don't you ask the old master to treat your injury?
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"Are you afraid that he will dislike your ugly face?"
Nan Xian paused in his steps: "Oh, Young Master Xiang is right, my face is hurt, I have to go back quickly to find Brother Cheng and let him feel sorry for me!"
Xiang Yunzheng: "..."
Looking at the woman's quickly disappearing figure, a large lump of suffocation filled Yun Zheng's chest.
"Shan Ming!"
Shan Ming, who was leaving Nan Xian in the courtyard, trembled when he heard his young master's call, and hurriedly ran in: "Master, I'm here."
"What's wrong with her face?" Xiang Yunzheng's face was gloomy.
"I heard from Miss Nan... that she accidentally ingested some herbs."
As he spoke, Shan Ming glanced at his young master's dark face, becoming more and more angry and afraid to speak out: "Young Master..."
"Get out!" Xiang Yunzheng shouted violently, his chest heaving.
He asked her what was wrong with her face? She refused to tell, but she was willing to tell a boy!