A cold light flashed across her eyes, and she pursed her lips tightly. Xia Yifeng stood stiffly and listened to Mu Yan's words, feeling inexplicably harsh. It seemed that she had already listened to what she just said...
"Don't want to tell me?" He snorted coldly. Looking at Xia Yifeng who said nothing, Mu Yan frowned, "It seems that you have arranged everything properly, Your Majesty. But since you want me to help you, what's the matter?"
Why don't you explain it to me directly?" He walked up to Xia Yifeng and met his eyes. The scenery on his chest was clearly visible. Unfortunately, Mu Yan at this time didn't care and endured the pain in his heart.
Trying hard to calm down his emotions and tone of voice, "You don't even have sincerity, how do you want me to help you?"
His hands slowly climbed up Xia Yifeng's shoulders. Mu Yan's sudden gentle move suddenly broke the coldness on Xia Yifeng's face.
A flash of light flashed across his eyes. Taking advantage of Xia Yifeng's dazed moment, Mu Yan yanked his clothes and threw them to the hot spring aside. He looked at Xia Yifeng who didn't react for a while, lying on his back and fell into the hot spring. Mu Yan's
With a cold smile on his face, he grabbed the chair next to him and threw it at Xia Yifeng's head mercilessly.
"Mu Yan!" He fell into the water without any image. Xia Yifeng scrambled to get up, but saw a chair flying towards him. He quickly jumped to the side to dodge, and threw himself into the water again, in a state of embarrassment.
Looking at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, Leng Yi didn't expect that Xia Yifengran had such a side. He couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. When he came back to his senses, there was already a sharp dagger on his neck.
"If you don't want to die, take me out"
Leng Ruohanshuang's tone made Leng Yi, who had experienced many battles, startle and shudder. She was the only woman who could get close to her in so many years... Her eyes fell on the woman who stood up from the hot spring again.
Leng Yi calmly asked Xia Yifeng for his opinion.
"Mu Yan, you are so brave!" Xia Yifeng wiped the water from her face, looked at Mu Yan angrily, and cursed confidently: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. You should have known for a long time whether I am courageous or not." Mu Yan curled her lips with an indifferent expression and smiled. "As for the question of killing me, you have already killed me."
Have you passed me once? Do you want me to remind you again so that you will remember?"
After gritting his teeth and saying the last few words, Mu Yan pulled Leng Yi's hair and walked towards the bamboo forest without saying a word.
The pain in her heart was slowly expanding. She didn't expect that she would end up like this when she gave her sincerity again.
Xia Yifeng was like a master, moving every chess piece, and then, without leaving a single piece of her to kill, he held her up high in the clouds, and then cruelly kicked her into the abyss.
Her broken heart felt like it was being whipped with a whip, lashing her self-esteem, her arrogance, and the feelings she shouldn't have towards him. Every word of Xia Yifeng kept echoing in her mind, and they all eroded like poison.
Every inch of her body was riddled with holes, bloody and bloody, and even breathing was so difficult.
At this moment, Mu Yan truly understood that this was the so-called love. She had always regarded it as a poisonous scorpion, but she devoted herself wholeheartedly to the humble love she got...
The thin clothes barely covered Mu Yan's curves, and the wind blew by, allowing people to vaguely see the scene under the tulle.
Walking on the road frustrated, holding Leng Yi in front of him who had always turned blue, looking at the scar on his face, Mu Yan smiled coldly
"Yan'er, what are you doing?" He froze with gloomy eyes. He looked at Mu Yan, who was half-dressed, and Feng Xiaoling, who was constantly looking for her figure in the Xia Mansion. He breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, frowned and squinted his eyes.
, glanced at the man who was threatened by Mu Yan with a knife, and a complicated cold light flashed in his eyes, "How do you look like this in broad daylight?"
"It's none of your business how I dress!"
All the suppressed anger was released on Feng Xiaoling. The blade in Mu Yan's hand moved slightly, and blood immediately flowed down from the throat of the man in front of him. His eyes widened suddenly, and then his body slowly collapsed.
She fell down and snorted coldly, looking at his blurred eyes. Mu Yan stepped over him without caring. She knew that he wouldn't die. At most, he would be miserable for a few days, that's all.
He walked staggeringly to Feng Xiaoling's side and in front of Mu Tong, reluctantly twitching the corner of his mouth. Mu Yan knew that Feng Xiaoling would appear here, and it was Mu Tong who was inseparable. Otherwise, who would care about her life and death?
? Weakly, he leaned lightly against Mu Tong, slowly closing his eyes, Mu Yan said with a slightly trembling voice: "Take me away, I want to go home."
With a pale face and a cold body, Mu Tong's eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Mu Yan, who was always energetic but now extremely weak, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
After the quarrel with my sister yesterday, I had been feeling uneasy. When I got up in the middle of the night to get some air, I saw Xia Yifeng carrying her sister on her shoulders and flying past. It seemed that something must have happened during the time she disappeared, otherwise
Sister, she would never show such a sad expression
"Okay" patted Mu Yan's back gently, Mu Tong said in a soothing tone: "Tong'er will take you out of here right away, have a good rest." After saying that, he bent down and wanted to pick Mu Yan up and leave.
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"Wait a minute"
A lazy voice came from not far away, making Mu Yan, who had just relaxed, suddenly become alert and turned around to look back at Xia Yifeng, who was floating over. Mu Yan didn't understand what he was doing here now.