I have heard that there is a kind of martial arts, which is called "no move to win". It seems to mean that when the masters fight each other, they don't have to do anything and communicate directly with their eyes. In the end, the loser suddenly vomits a few ounces of blood and says with admiration and disappointment.
: "I lost." At the end, the two masters walked away.
I didn’t expect it to come true for me today.
Although I really wanted to go up and throw a left hook, a right hook, and a left hook, the opponent fell to the ground before he could do these moves and couldn't get up.
The princesses who were ready to find trouble first all looked at me, some with horror, some with dull eyes.
The one who was vomiting blood struggled for a long time, then suddenly stood up as if nothing was wrong and shouted to me: "You have the guts."
Then he ran away, and the others couldn't help but follow him. Before leaving the house, Liu Xiang gave me a fierce look: "We'll see!"
The housekeeper came in shortly after and looked at their angrily leaving figures with indescribable astonishment.
"Princess Princess..."
I waved the old butler out and stood alone in the messy hall.
Suddenly, a gust of wind hit me. Before I could react, my back hit the wall hard, and then a strong hand pinched my neck and lifted me up into the air.
A suffocating pain hit me suddenly, and when I saw the person in front of me clearly, the pain in my body was not half as much as the pain in my heart.
We forgot each other several times, but we met again.
Her red eyes were filled with extremely complicated emotions, and her gloomy face looked like she wanted to strangle me to death, and Yan Xitong did exactly that.
The strength continued to increase, and I struggled at first, but the moment I saw him, I simply gave up the consciousness of survival, raised my neck and let him do whatever he wanted.
For that moment, I wished Yan Xitong would strangle me to death.
"I really want to strangle you to death." A voice gnashing his teeth came out of his mouth, filled with hatred.
I suddenly fell down on the messy ground. Each piece of the broken screen turned into a razor blade that hurt people without blinking. My palms were burning. When I raised them, I saw several pieces of broken porcelain embedded in my palms.
Yan Xitong looked down at me kneeling at his feet, his eyes so complicated that it was hard to fathom.
It took me a long time to get out the porcelain pieces that were stuck in my flesh. While I was doing it, I was still thinking about how I would explain to Xia Yan the reason for the injury on my palm when he came back.
He was so smart that he would get caught if he said anything wrong. If Xia Yan knew that Yan Xitong had been here, there would definitely be another bloody storm.
After much deliberation, I still feel that it is unsafe for Yan Xitong to stay here.
"Xia Yan will be back soon."
My hair was suddenly pulled up without warning. It was so painful that I wanted to scream, but when I thought that my scream might attract the old housekeeper, I swallowed it hard and grabbed my own with both hands.
The root of the hair, this can relieve the pain of the scalp. Yan Xitong looked at me with a smile but not a smile, with a bloodthirsty red light in his eyes. This look was no different from the first time I saw him, and it was just as scary.
It's chilling.
"Haha, use Xia Yan to scare me?"
I took a painful breath: "I didn't lie to you...he will really be back soon."
But my words failed to impress him, and instead made him look contemptuous. I knew he hated me, and we knew exactly what he hated.
