"What do you care about?" Yun Zhongge stared into her eyes closely and asked in a low voice.
Mu Ziyi's heart twisted slightly, she raised her eyes and glanced at the man in front of her, her eyes suddenly turned cold: "It has nothing to do with you."
damn it!
After deceiving her like this, shouldn't he show something?
Seeing her like this, Yun Zhongge couldn't help but narrowed his eyes: "I will handle Elder Wu's matter, wouldn't it be nice for you to stay by my side with peace of mind?"
"No!" Mu Ziyi shouted coldly: "Yun Zhongge, I have said before that I am not your exclusive possession, and I am not something you can do whatever you want. Have you ever asked me for my opinion when you made this decision?
?"
Why is he always so self-righteous and why does he always act for her own good?
She, Mu Ziyi, is not a timid person who is afraid of trouble. She does not need to hide or bear the responsibility alone.
"I told you before, don't you agree?" The man looked at her doubtfully.
Mu Ziyi paused for a moment. When had he asked her? He just said that Elder Wu's matter should be handled by him: "But I also said that I will not stay out of it."
But now, she found that things were not what she thought.
"If I had known that these people were here to kill me because of you, I would never have come here with you."
The man looked at her with half-squinted eyes, his eyes as deep as cold pools: "You mean I'm dragging you down?"
is that so?
drag?
Mu Ziyi frowned: "I'm not a person who has never experienced big winds and waves. Are you worried about being dragged down by you for such a trivial matter?"
"I have long said that what I care about is not whether those people kill me." They couldn't kill her anyway.
Killing her is not that simple.
"Woman, what do you care about?" Yun Zhongge looked at her with raised eyebrows, a trace of confusion flashing deep in his eyes.
Mu Ziyi glanced at him indifferently, turned around and came to the desk and ignored him.
But she suddenly realized that it was simply not possible to have a good communication with this guy.
Seeing her turn around and leave, Yun Zhongge was secretly confused.
He noticed from the moment he saw her at the door that there was something wrong with her aura and her tone of voice. He knew she was angry, but he didn't know what she was angry about.
The drawing paper was placed on the desk. On the drawing paper was a blurred back of a man. Staring at the back on the drawing paper, Mu Ziyi narrowed her eyes slightly. For some reason, she always felt that this back was somewhat familiar, but
I just can't remember where I saw it or whose back it was.
"Woman, Wu Jiu is just an elder who has assisted the Holy Lord in the underworld for generations."
"I'm not interested in knowing." The woman's voice was very calm, and no emotion could be heard.
"If you don't like him, I will kill him right now." The man's voice was hard and cold, and there seemed to be a flash of murderous intent deep in his eyes.
This is what he said and what he thought in his heart.
Mu Ziyi only frowned slightly, not even raising her head to look at the man, but still staring at the drawing paper in front of her.
Seeing that she still didn't speak, Yun Zhongge walked up to her, glanced down at the drawing paper on the table, glanced at the blurry back of the man, and raised his eyebrows: "This man is here for you.
It’s just a piece of your memory. Since it’s something you’ll remember sooner or later, why bother worrying about it all the time.”