Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes and stared at her coldly, making her feel terrified.
She finally couldn't help it: "I know I'm beautiful and charming, but don't keep staring at me and not saying anything. People will be stressed. If you have anything to say, just say it." She really couldn't stand his boredom.
Naughty temperament.
The Corpse King's eyes were still fixed on her, and his low, mellow voice was cold and piercing: "Do you know him?"
"Who?" Xiahou Huan'er stared, could he stop being so fussy?
The corpse king's eyes flickered: "Why did Luo Yus want to arrest you?"
This girl is really capable of bringing disaster to the country and the people. So many things happened in such a short period of time, and they were all related to her.
Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes and said aggrievedly: "I can assure you that tonight is the first time we have met. I also want to know why he wants to arrest me. No, he simply wants me to die. I
I don’t know him at all, what kind of airplane is he doing?”
The Corpse King narrowed his eyes and glared at her, his eyes sharp: "You are very capable. You dare to provoke even the Machine King. Apart from traveling from five hundred years ago, what other identity do you have?"
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him blankly. This was the longest thing she had ever heard in her long time of knowing him, but she couldn't be happy. He doubted her identity, his sharpness, and his doubts stung her.
heart.
She suddenly laughed, arrogant and unruly: "You, damn Dongfang Xing, you questioned me. The day I met you on the battlefield was the day I traveled through time. I am an antique from five hundred years ago. If I had that prophetic vision,
With my ability, I am the overlord of the entire earth now, how can it be your turn, and what kind of arrogant mechanical king is there?"
Dongfang Xing had a sullen face and clenched his fists tightly. Seeing her utter arrogance, he felt a little confused.
He didn't mean it that way and wanted to explain, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.
Standing at the tip of the pyramid, he is used to giving orders. If you want him to explain how to write those two words? He doesn't know how.
Xiahou Huan'er clenched her fists and looked at him with eyes that gradually cooled down.
She waited for him to speak, and as long as he said a soft word, she wouldn't care.
However, when her legs became weak, he still did not say a word. He was stubborn, and she was even more stubborn, and the two of them started fighting.
"Haha... Very good, Dongfang Xing, since you don't trust me, I won't shamelessly rely on you. You go your way, and I'll go my single-plank bridge. Goodbye, no, it's better to see you later."
Even though her little girl usually laughs and laughs and doesn't look serious, if she gets serious, ten cows won't be able to pull her back. She raised her palm, arrogantly and arrogantly gave him a middle finger, turned around and walked outside.
Go.
The cold and sinister atmosphere permeated the entire square. Looking at her unrepentant back, Mr. Xing's heart throbbed. He stretched out his hand towards her and shouted with some difficulty: "Huan'er..."
Damn Dongfang Xing, it was a waste of time for them to live and die together, and he actually doubted her.
Damn it, if she was really a spy, she would have plenty of opportunities to plot against him and kill him.
Xiahou Huan'er held her head high, she didn't walk fast, or maybe she was still looking forward to it, but behind her, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, so he didn't catch up with her, and he didn't try to keep her.
She was so aggrieved that her heart ached. Could it be that he really had no feelings for her at all these days we spent together?