At this moment, Duan Yunyan was in an extremely excited state. When he heard the sound of willow leaves cutting through the air, he was startled and subconsciously moved away from Xiaoxiao.
Duan Yunyan's face was ashen, and murderous intent was evident in his red eyes. He put down his gown, and the desire that was about to burst out was suppressed by him.
Slowly, he turned around.
When he saw the person suddenly appearing behind him, he was startled for a moment, and then smiled sarcastically, "Time is really an interesting thing. It can make a disabled person stand up again, and it can also make a person who was originally indifferent and indifferent change his gender."
The slightly closed eyes slowly raised up, not to face him, but to look at the person on the ground. The eyes were still extremely pale and lifeless, and everything was indifferent to him. But Duan Yunyan opposite him instantly
His expression changed, and he took a step back with a solemn expression. His eyes were fixed on the hem of his clothes that was gradually flying...
Duan Zifei withdrew his gaze, lowered his two rows of thick eyelashes, and stood there, motionless. But a light breeze seemed to blow around him, blowing his loose robes, and lifting up the layers of elegant and flexible arcs.
Duan Yunyan frowned and stared at him for a moment, "This matter has nothing to do with you at all, what do you want?"
He didn't answer, but took a step forward. The aura of detachment that was not stained by dust dispelled the lingering aftertaste of sex in the air.
Cold sweat dripped down his face, and Duan Yunyan took a step back warily, "Seventh brother, we haven't seen you in a few years. Don't you want to catch up with your second brother?"
He walked closer step by step, and the wind seemed to be blowing stronger and stronger, lifting his loose black hair and brushing against his distortedly beautiful face.
"Haha, I understand, you must have been deceived by her," Duan Yunyan explained calmly, "You don't understand this woman at all. She is a wild woman, and she doesn't hesitate to use her body to seduce men in order to achieve her selfish desires! First it was me, and then
It's the fourth and sixth brothers again, I just want to punish her!" Seeing that he seemed unmoved as if he hadn't heard, Duan Yunyan secretly mobilized all his inner strength!
Walking to Xiaoxiao's side, Duan Zifei stopped for a moment.
Xiaoxiao felt like her soul had come out of her shell, her eyes widened in confusion, and her face was as pale as paper.
What he did next was beyond Duan Yunyan's expectations, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Duan Zifei knelt down and straightened Xiaoxiao's open skirt. His pure eyes remained unchanged from beginning to end. After a pause, his long but thin fingers gently wiped away the tears on her face...
The next moment, more and more tears welled up in those big eyes, and he patiently and tirelessly wiped them away for her.
Suddenly, Xiaoxiao turned around, put her hands on the ground, and vomited wildly, wishing to spit out all the shame and the dirty memories Duan Yunyan left on her...
He looked at her quietly, stood up, faced Duan Yunyan, and raised his lowered eyes little by little to look directly at him.
That unwavering gaze made Duan Yunyan shiver, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Legend has it that the seventh prince of Lan Qingchao had no desires, but was cruel and ruthless. At the age of eight, covered in blood, he walked out of a pack of wolves alone; at the age of twelve, he broke into the Ghost Poison Valley and narrowly escaped death; at the age of fifteen, he massacred the city in one night.
No one left alive...
Duan Yunyan knew better than anyone else that these were not just legends. But what he didn't understand was what was the relationship between Duan Zifei and Lin Moying? He would actually defend her!
He stared at him sinisterly, "Seventh brother! I am your second brother! Do you still want to kill your own brother for her?"
Duan Zifei slowly raised his hand, gently twisted a willow leaf between his two fingers, and said lightly, "So what?"
Duan Yunyan's heart trembled, "You don't even care about family ties?!"
"That didn't belong to me in the first place." It was the shackles he used to pay off his debts.
The thin emerald green willow leaves made his hands paler. A pair of dry spring-like eyes swept over him, then moved down and landed on his lower body. "Two choices, cut it off yourself."
It, or I take action and take your life."
"You——" Duan Yunyan took a few steps back hastily, his eyes showing fear, "Zifei, you can't..."
Duan Zifei lowered his head and glanced at Xiaoxiao, who was completely exhausted but still vomiting desperately, "I have no patience."
The willow leaves between his fingers seemed to burst out with a cold edge, and the air flowing around him suddenly accelerated.
Duan Yunyan had no doubt that he would do this, and he knew very well that no one could escape unless Duan Zi took action. But he was still unwilling to give in. He had to risk his life for a chance! He tightened his fists, and his pupils raised dangerously,
Just when he was trying to rush over, there was a sudden pain in his neck.
Duan Yunyan's whole body was shaken, and he froze in place. A bloody opening appeared on his neck, as if he had been cut by a sharp blade. If he had applied just a little more force, his throat would have been cut. The shocked eyes met
The willow leaf was missing from Duan Zifei's hand.
Duan Yunyan's martial arts was not ordinary, and had improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years. However, in front of Duan Zifei, it was as if his hands and feet were tied and he was at his mercy. It was easy for him to kill him, and he didn't even see clearly how he took action.
Duan Zifei raised his eyes and said in a low voice, as misty as a cloud, "Choose."
Two words represent the final judgment.
Cold sweat rolled down his face, and his breathing began to become disordered. He was not sure that he would win this opportunity. Thinking of the warmth and cold he had experienced in the past few years, the suffering he had suffered, and the poisonous oath he had made, Duan Yunyan retreated.
He can't afford to lose.
Duan Yunyan gritted his teeth tightly, kicked up the knife on the ground with his toes, and caught it with one hand.
He lifted up his clothes, his chest rose and fell violently, almost using all his strength, his eyes suddenly bulged, he roared suddenly, and the knife in his hand suddenly dropped——
"puff!"
Blood spurted out.
Duan Zifei used his sleeves to block Xiaoxiao without changing his expression, preventing a drop of blood from splattering on her body.
Duan Yunyan's face instantly turned pale, his whole body trembled, and his lips lost all color, but he still gritted his teeth. Even though his teeth bled, he did not groan. He trembled and reached out to seal several major acupuncture points on his body to stop the bleeding.
"Hehe...hehe..." He swayed unsteadily a few times, but there was a sinister smile on his lips, "Anyone who owes me...I will never let go...haha...not even one of them..."
meeting!!!"
Looking at his lower body stained red by blood, and then glancing at the bloody thing on the ground, Duan Zifei's eyes were blank, and he bent down to pick up Xiaoxiao, who was in a state of confusion, and walked out of the house without looking back.
Duan Yunyan laughed crazily and fell to the ground suddenly, gasping for air. His somewhat distracted eyes fell on Xiaodouzi in the corner, and a vengeful smile gradually replaced his painful look...