The door was pushed open, and a man in red came in, with a charming smile on his face, but his face had lost a lot of weight.
"Qian Zun, come back to the valley with me." Xiao Wen smiled lightly. He was quite polite to Qian Zun.
Qian Zun glanced at him coldly and turned away from looking at him.
Xiao Wen stopped smiling and walked in front of Qian Zun, "Don't you want to realize the goal she gave you?"
Qian Zun was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiao Wen coldly, but still said nothing. There was nothing but indifference in his eyes.[
Xiao Wen sighed softly and frowned slightly, "I will achieve that goal for you and get back what belongs to you."
Something that belongs to him?
Qian Zun smiled coldly and looked at Xiao Wen with an indifferent look, with a little contempt in his eyes.
He still didn't speak, as if Xiao Wen was a transparent person.
Xiao Wen didn't get angry. He stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Qian Zun and was about to drag him out. However, Qian Zun's eyes flashed coldly and he raised his other hand to strike at Xiao Wen's hand!
Xiao Wen did not hide, only heard a dull sound, Qian Zun's palm hit Xiao Wen's arm, and there was a dull pain. Xiao Wen chuckled lightly, looking at Qian Zun's eyes full of hatred, he felt in his heart
Full of complex emotions.
"I didn't expect that your inner strength has become a lot deeper. Let's go, don't be angry!" Xiao Wen said with a smile, which echoed in the pavilion.
Qian Zun's expression did not change, he raised his hand again and struck down hard! This time he used all his strength, Xiao Wen's expression changed, but he did not let go.
Qian Zun struck him cruelly more than a dozen times. Xiao Wen only felt his arm numb with pain, but did not let go of Qian Zun.
"You won't let go?" Qian Zun finally spoke coldly, with a cold light in his eyes and a ruthless face.
"Don't let go."
Xiao Wen replied briefly and smiled coquettishly. Looking at the angry red-haired boy, his coquettish smile gradually softened, making people think he looked a bit like Che Yue.
Qian Zun sneered, took out a dagger from his arms with his other hand, and pulled it out with a swish. He felt a flash of silver light, Xiao Wen's hand hurt, and hot liquid gushed out from the painful area.