Listening to the playboy's swearing judgment, Ziyun couldn't help but feel more confused. She reached her back and wanted to steal the hidden weapon and shrank back again.
With puzzled eyes, he stared at the playboy and said blankly: "Huahua, what's wrong with you? You were not like this before. You are full of energy, you are full of energy, and you are powerful in the world, and look down on the people..."
"That...that's just the past!"
The playboy sighed heavily, slapped his thighs on the wheelchair, squinted his eyes, and said dejectedly: "My legs are already unconscious. Do you think I can still be as powerful as before with just one pair of hands?"
"Huahua..."
A trace of sentimentality also slipped through Ziyun's eyes, and he pinched the little playboy's legs sadly. Seeing that he had no sense of consciousness, he couldn't help but feel shocked: "Who... did this? Who has the ability to use such a harsh action against you?"
The playboy shook his head: "This has nothing to do with you. If you know, it will be of no benefit to you!"
Ziyun shook Zhen's head lightly and cried, "But, if I don't kill him, how can I complete the task? How can I leave the organization if I don't complete the task? How can we be together if I don't leave the organization?"
"Ziyun, you...you should forget me!"
The little playboy's eyes trembled, as if there was infinite sadness: "Since I was disabled, I have no idea of sharing the bright moon with you. We two are destined to be just mirror flowers, water moons, purple clouds, you...you will give up."
"You...you are so cruel!"
Ziyun's eyes were flashing with tears. Although he tried to hold it up, he still couldn't bear it. A few tears of lovesickness slipped off and down.
"I...I'm full of thoughts to meet you, but I didn't expect you to be so ruthless! Forget it! Forget it..."
Ziyun took out the embroidered cloud knife, cut off a strand of hair, and spread it into the arms of the little flower boy, and choked and said, "Humanity says that the little flower boy is the most ruthless! Ziyun didn't believe it in the past! Today Ziyun finally believed it... OK! Very good!"
Shi Yue watched the two of them have a conflict, and couldn't help but interrupt and comforted him: "What are you quarreling with? Fighting at the head of the bed and getting along at the end of the bed! A couple has a hundred days of gratitude..."
"Stop your mouth!"
Ziyun's beautiful eyes shot out a series of cold lights, pointing at Shi Yue and said, "When is it your turn to interrupt for the matter between us?"
She looked back and looked at the playboy fiercely. Seeing that the playboy was always lowering her head and did not dare to look at her, her heart couldn't help but cool down to the bottom.
Ziyun swept to the window, stopped her charming figure, and said quietly: "Shi Yue, although I can't kill you! But don't be arrogant, your death is not far away!"
With a straight body, her delicate figure disappeared into the moonlit night...
It was not until this moment that the little playboy raised his head, and there were crystal tears in his narrow eyes, but he forced himself to do so and did not fall.
Shi Yue smiled and said, "How bad is this? Why don't I catch Miss Ziyun back and let you cry in front of her?"
The little playboy suddenly laughed, and actually smiled brightly, slapped his thighs desperately, and said sadly: "The years of grudges, love and hatred have finally ended today, Ziyun! I have ended my fate with you from now on."
"Is it really over?"
Shi Yue curled his lips and finally couldn't help but uncover the scars of the playboy: "Looking at you crying, it seems that you don't have the intention of being grateful and righteous!"
The little playboy wiped away the tears, and his eyes fell on Shi Yue's exposed chest, which had a different meaning in his eyes, which scared Shi Yue and covered his chest and said, "Huahua, you shouldn't be trapped by love and become interested in men, right?"
The playboy trembled, and his thin lips finally opened: "I didn't expect you to be a villain who likes to play pranks."
"Am I a villain? Don't bother the playboy to evaluate it!"
Shi Yue was really afraid of the little playboy's eyes. He bent down and picked up the messy clothes that were cut by the knife energy, and barely put them on his body. Then he wondered to the little playboy again: "But I'm curious that the little playboy would even lie? From my point of view, if you and Miss Ziyun kill me together, you will be 30% sure that both sides will suffer losses, and 70% sure that I will kill me."
A surprised smile appeared on the thin corner of the playboy's mouth: "How did you see it?"
Shi Yue said: "Confidence! Super strong aura! I have experienced these two powerful support from you. I guess the playboy has room for nothing!"
“What a deep insight!”
The playboy seemed very happy and slapped the chair and said, "This is not how powerful I am, but because I have already arranged a net of heaven and earth in this simple thatched house. In this small room, I am the real master..."
The playboy's hand slid gently on the wheelchair. In an instant, hidden objects were crisscrossed in the room, and smoke filled the gunpowder, exuding a creeping hostility.
Shi Yue didn't move at all, and felt a gust of cold wind almost slashing his cheeks, making his body cold, and he felt a little scared.
When the cold wind blew away and everything in the house returned to peace, I realized that there were hidden weapons everywhere and there was almost no place to stay.
The playboy twisted the mechanism on the wheelchair again, and Youran reached into a fishing net from the big hole where Shi Yue came in, and wrapped most of the hidden weapons on the ground, rolled up again.
Until this time, Shi Yue had just grown
Shi Yueshen nodded with consent, looked at the big hole above his head, and said fearfully: "Fortunately you didn't really want to kill me, otherwise, I must be entangled in the fishing net like a pig at this moment."
He lowered his head and stared at the exquisite chair of the Playboy, and smiled deeply, "What a magical chair, this should be from Ouyang Liufeng's hand, right?"
The playboy didn't expect Shi Yue to guess so accurately, and nodded and said, "You are such a wonderful person!"
Shi Yue asked excitedly: "Do you know Ouyang Liufeng's whereabouts?"
The playboy shook his head: "He has already hidden in the world, who would have died of peach blossoms!"
Shi Yue felt a sigh of regret in his heart: Ouyang Liufeng, you are really a mysterious person...
He avoided the hidden weapon on the ground, sat in the chair with peace of mind, and then asked, "Okay, little playboy, now everyone can talk calmly, why do you want to fascinate Miss Youlan, why do you want to test my relationship with Youlan's girl? Why did Ziyun kill me? Why did you lie to Miss Ziyun?"
The playboy moved his wheelchair to the window, admiring the quiet moonlight. After a long time, he said quietly: "All this is just because of three words!"
Shi Yue frowned: "What three words?"
The little playboy said word by word: "Kill the blood-union!"