Yu Buhuan returned a murderous look: "Who is from the same sect with you? Who is from the same sect as you? Why didn't you say that we were from the same sect when you killed me? Why didn't you say that when you were teasing me? Get out of here, get away from me
Far away, don’t let me see you again.”
Jiao Li shook his head with interest and sighed: "It's really scary for a woman to be angry."
"roll."
"Is there any other word besides get out?"
"Get out of here."
Jiao Li smiled even more unscrupulously: "Look, this is your fault. The past was the past and the present is the present. Why should you always pursue the past? This will make people think you are very vindictive."
"That's right, I just like to hold grudges, what's wrong? Besides, does it have anything to do with you whether I pursue the past? Is it none of your business?" Yu Buhuan asked in a flurry of words.
The moonlight shines brightly on the two completely different faces below.
One is full of anger, the other is carefree and carefree.
Jiao Li shrugged, showing a helpless expression: "You can do whatever you want."
Yu Buhuan ignored him.
Hour after hour, Yu Buhuan couldn't bear it any longer. She was already very angry, and then she was hit by a collapsed house. Now she was exhausted both physically and mentally.
.
But the man next to him was intact and could even laugh.
"What are you looking at?" Jiao Li asked without squinting.
Yu Buhuan laughed and said, "I was thinking, Your Excellency is really awesome."
Jiao Li narrowed his eyes: "How to explain?"
"It's very simple. You can kneel for so long and still maintain such a standard posture. It's admirable."
Knowing that she was laughing at him, Jiao Li didn't explain anything and said leisurely: "Aren't you convinced?"
"How dare you, I don't want you to trick me again in the end and make the master punish me." Yu Buhuan Shi Shiran said.
Jiao Li looked up at the sky. The stars seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, slowly losing their color, and the moonlight became hazy.
This is a sign of rain.
Sure enough, a strong wind soon started blowing, mixed with water vapor.
Yu Buhuan sniffed and hugged himself tightly.
"It's over, it's going to rain." The fish wailed unhappily.
Jiao Li remained unmoved and said, "What? Are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid? Are you kidding? I'm just worried about you." Yu Buhuan crossed his arms and looked proud.
Jiao Li glanced at her: "Why are you worried about me?"
"Don't you know? When it rains in Penglai Mountain, it will be accompanied by thunder. I'm afraid you will be struck to death by lightning."
"Why wasn't you hacked?" Jiao Li asked with great interest.
Yu Buhuan sneered and showed a contemptuous expression: "There's nothing you can do about it, God is watching what you do, why should I feel guilty for not doing as much as you have done?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a drizzle began to fall from the sky.
It was quite comfortable at first, with small raindrops falling on my body, like embroidery needles, but gradually the rain became heavier, and each one was like a soybean.
After a while, both of them were like drowned rats.
Boom... thunder rolled up, followed by a winding lightning strike. Yu Buhuan knelt down in the rain with his back straight, looking at Jiao Li with gloating.
The corners of Jiao Li's eyes trembled, and he seemed to be really scared.
Yu Buhuan sneered in his heart, "Look, people who do a lot of bad things are afraid of thunder."
The thunder sounded like a muffled bell, and when it struck down, it sounded like a firecracker. There was a crackling sound, and the lightning tore the clouds apart, as if divine punishment was about to fall.
