The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful - Chapter 92

When I heard the voice of Xu Xingzhi, Wen Xuechen did not look back, as if to sit in a sculpture.

Xu Xingzhi knows that he can’t tell a madman that he is crazy.

In the past ten days, Zhou Beinan had told him about the lecture. He can still sit here now, without regrets or pain. Xu Xingzhi also knows that he does not have to spend more time on grinding his mouth. .

He took a clean place to sit down and relieved the dagger that had just been recovered from Meng Zhongguang from his waist.

This is also the tool that Wen Xuechen, who pretends to be “the knowledge of the world,” throws him at him and lures him to assassinate Meng Zhongguang.

Wen Xuechen didn’t say a word. Although he didn’t even pass the light, he could perceive that the spiritual power attached to the dagger was slightly reduced. It was a sheathing many times, but obviously it was not used at all.

Xu Xingzhi greeted him: “I woke up and came to see you.”

Wen Xuechen does not speak.

Xu Xingzhi said: “Look at your spirit is good, I will say a few more words with you, let me know.”

Wen Xuechen still doesn’t talk. It seems that he is alone in the small room. Xu Xingzhi’s two sentences are also “something to do”, because from his cold posture, he did not see Xu Xingzhi as a person.

This kind of silence is the easiest to provoke people to get angry. Xu Xingzhi is very surprised. So many days have passed, Wen Xuechen is still the end of the face of the Yushu, and there is no redness and whiteness on the face.

But then I thought, here the first most violent temperament, he is most likely to hit the north and south of weeks, now is what is touched touched souls, the idea is to explain through.

Xu Xingzhi will be the first to take out the scabbard, licking the tip of the scorpion and writing on the gravel.

Wen Xuechen was silent, and Xu Xingzhi would not grieve his tongue and follow him with a slogan: “…She is called Zhou Xian.”

Wen Xuechen did not speak, but Xu Xingzhi heard the yin and yang ring on his wrist slamming for a while.

He knew that this was not the topic that Wen Xuechen thought he would talk about, but he only wants to talk about it now.

“…She is the sister of Zhou Beinan, three years younger than you, one year younger than me. You met her when you haven’t entered Qingliang Valley.”

“On that day, she took the piano to visit the cool valley, and wanted to ask the teacher of the Qingliang Valley to shake the king’s brother, Ling Sujun, to ask for the piano art. It happened to meet you outside the valley, but before the village, the body did not have the medicine. The two followers who followed you were so anxious that they couldn’t wait to take their heads against the wall. You just sent it to the cool valley, but she didn’t know, only when you were a poor little son, she had a good relationship with Ling Sujun. There is a cool valley secret medicine hundred times Dan, they will take it and feed you personally.”

Xu Xingzhi wrote the paper on the ground and wrote it for a while. He looked up to the outside of the room and revealed the color of disappointment.

He wiped the piece of sandstone that he had written with his foot and continued: “After you wake up, she will be by your side, sweating with a scorpion. You look at her and feel very warm and quiet. You asked her what her name was. She told me not to call you, but she said that she was holding the piano. The result was not half a year, and you and she met again at the ratio of Tianbang, only to know her real name.”

He wrote here, looked up at Wen Xuechen, and said: “…you have never told anyone about this. It was a time when I went to the cool valley to play, the small string told you about the old things, I just listened to it. ear.”

Wen Xuechen finally moved, and looked at one of Xu Xing’s eyes.

Xu Xingzhi was wisely clarified: “What do you think of me? You two stood there and said some love words, so close, anyone wants to see if you will kiss them, right.”

Wen Xuechen slightly frowned.

He turned to look at Xu Xingzhi, naturally not because of what Zhou Xian.

In his view, Xu Xingzhi’s story is so much like that, it’s like talking nonsense.

Since he was imprisoned, he felt that everyone was talking nonsense hysterically, so he thought they were going crazy for too long and staying crazy.

Why did he ever kiss a relative? When did you have a daughter?

What is the cool valley?

How can he be a dead person?

He clearly can still breathe, and the heart will sometimes faintly ache, and the meridians will function as usual. He is not afraid of pain, nor fear of death, but it is the nine lights that care about his body, and he is given some medicinal herbs every month to gradually develop his body.

He does not feel that there is any harm in this.

Wen Xuechen thought that Xu Xing’s late entry was quite wild, and he would not be like this group of madmen, but he came here, regardless of why he put him into the wild, and did not ask Jiu Deng to send him here for any purpose. Talk about an irrelevant woman.

… is still a woman who let him listen to the inexplicable upset.

After a long silence, Wen Xuechen finally opened his mouth and stopped him from continuing: “What are you writing?”

Xu Xingzhi did not answer, only stood up, came to his side, circled around him, then relaxed his bones and sat down on the side of his wheelchair.

Thirteen years of unsatisfied Wen Xuechen’s body was so stiff that he instinctively reached out and tried to push the person away. However, his hand reached halfway, and he was so weak that his heart could not be stretched out.

And this swaying, the jade bells hidden in the sleeves gave off a squeaky sound.

Just after this sound, after a moment, Zhou Wang pushed the small door from the outside.

Seeing that Xu Xingzhi is also inside, Zhou Wang, who is educated by Qu Chi, leaned over and bowed, and walked into the small room with the momentum of Zhou Beinan. He went straight to Wen Xuechen and gave his hand: “I know it is You are hiding! Give it back to me.”

Wen Xuechen looked at the girl, a thin lips, and asked: “What?”

Zhou Wangxian avoided not looking at his face. Later, he felt that he was so dodgy and too weak. He looked at it with a glance. The black and white eyes were like two small pools, and the face of Wen Xuechen’s Zhang Junmei was clear. The reserve is immersed in it: “…the bell, give it back to me.”

Wen Xuechen screwed his brow.

Zhou Wang did not want to spend more time with him. He opened his cuffs and grabbed the bells.

Wen Xuechen, who was blocked from the whole body, was not the opponent of Zhou Wang. He was easily taken away by the bell he had carefully concealed for many days and was not discovered.

Zhou Wang was very angry about this matter. He held the bell in his hand and let the jade pill Yu Yuzhen, and the local sounded like a piece: “This is the only thing that my mother left for me. Who will let you take it privately?” ”

Xu Xingzhi discovered that the ringing of the ringing sound was fierce, and it caused great stimulation to Wen Xuechen. His face quickly turned gray, and the elbow was supported on the wheelchair armrest, and the palm of his hand was pressed against the temple. He seemed to want to put his hand into his head and make a little bit of confusion.

Zhou Wang saw him pale, his heart was slightly stunned, and he thought about the relationship between his eyes and himself. He didn’t want to stay here and turned and prepared to leave.

Who thought, she did not take a step, Wen Xuechen grabbed her sleeves.

Zhou Wangyiyi: “What are you doing?”

The sound of Wen Xuechen is a bit weird, and the weirdness is as if the next words are the same as another person who is boarding in his body: “…give me.”

Zhou Wang clenched the bell, and a face like Yu Xue was tight.

Zhou Wang did not understand Wen Xuechen, but Xu Xingzhi knew that with the temperament of Wen Xuechen, his appearance was almost pleading.

Wen Xuechen has never been eager for something, he wants to repeat it again: “Give me.”

His “I” is shaking.

Zhou Wang had never seen Wen Xuechen since childhood. Qu Chi held her up, Tao Xian pet her to the depths, Zhou Beinan taught her Xi Jian, Lu Yujiu gave her the law, Yuan Ruyi and her sleep, and this person called Wen Xuechen The first thing I did after I appeared was to kill these people.

The feelings of the bloodstains that I have not experienced in the past 13 years are too sinful for Zhou Wang, not to mention the blood color of Lu Yuji’s body that was printed in her eyes more than a dozen days ago.

She did not want or want to show goodwill to this person who is said to be her father.

Zhou Wang broke his hand and ran out of the room.

The crisp, bright ringtone spilled all the way and spread to the room where she lived.

Xu Xingzhi, who has been silent since the beginning, looked at Wen Xuechen. Wen Xuechen seemed to be in a daze, and the palm of his right hand was holding it empty, as if there was a bell hidden in his head.

He stood up and stood up and said: “Don’t think about it. Snow dust, you always think too much, but count it, work hard. If you are not careful, you lose a full plate.”

In the eyes of Wen Xuechen, this was a false qi, the brows wrinkled slightly, and habitually calculated in silence, Xu Xingzhi was playing another idea.

However, Xu Xingzhi did not turn around this time.

He asked: “Snow dust, have you ever thought about what the world book is.”

Wen Xuechen’s scalp suddenly numb, and can no longer maintain the calm of the surface, eyes staring at Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi, who has already guessed the truth for one or two, sees his look like this, and finally shows a bitter smile.

In the past, he was inexplicably referred to as the first master of Fengling by Master Qing Jingjun, causing four rumors. At the ceremony, Master gave him a hand bell and said that he hoped he would become a better person.

However, after the relationship with Master, the Master has repeatedly proposed to pick up the hand bell for himself. Xu Xingzhi did not take it for granted.

Later, it was the ratio of the list that made him unforgettable.

He was framed as a ghost repairer, but under the premise that a simple investigation can release the suspicion, Guangfujun wanted to put him to death. Subsequently, Milo controlled the quiet Jun, urging the spiritual power buried in the hand bell, and smashed his right hand bone.

– Miluo, Shi Shu, and even Master, seems to be tabooing about themselves.

Later, Xu Xingzhi fell in the hands of Jiuzhi Lantern, remembering to be clear, and being comfortable in Enron, spent 13 years in a lie.

Although I don’t know why Meng Zhongguang knows the specific location of the debris, however, it was even more impossible for him to know where the debris lies when he was imprisoned by the nine lights in Taoyuan.

However, he wrote it.

… Because the father wanted to see it, he hurriedly drafted several names, and continued after the half-written manuscript.

On the day of writing, there was a fire on his desk, and the manuscript was burned.

After a few more days, he was inexplicably invested in the so-called “the knowledge of the world” and saw Meng Zhongguang and others.

——The nine lights, including the snow and dust that cast him into the wild, seem to be taboo.

Thirteen years ago, Xu Xingzhi couldn’t figure out what Guangfujun was jealous of. He only thought that he was a stumbling block that must be eradicated in the process of counter-attacking the right path.

Xu Xingzhi, who lost his memory after thirteen years, couldn’t figure out why he would fall into a wilderness. He only thought that he had borrowed someone else’s skin, but he was a sharp knife to assassinate Meng Zhongguang.

However, if you combine the memories of thirteen years ago and thirteen years later, many things will be revealed.

– The origin of all is the self as Xu Xingzhi, and wrote a book that allows the villains to escape the wild.

The place he mentioned in this passage that can capture the key information of the wild key is exactly what he imagined in the dark.

However, the so-called “under the hood”, I am afraid that it is already destined.

Xu Xingzhi continued to ask Wen Xuechen: “I have a world book in my body, can I?”

Wen Xuechen did not speak, but his palm was slightly sweaty.

This biggest secret is still exposed.

He shuddered and closed his eyes, thinking, finished, everything was finished.

However, he heard Xu Xingzhi’s sardonic tone slowly: “Snow dust, the world book… In fact, there is no such power as you, Master, and Uncle.”