"Okay, well, I didn't expect you, an orphan, to really have stiff wings, and you dare to speak to your senior brother in such a guilty tone, I really don't know how to write dead words. ”

Zhang Heyan laughed angrily, staring at Yan Xiaoxuan coldly, like a bloodthirsty and brutal fierce tiger.

Qu Zangshan's indifferent face also showed a trace of unusual fluctuations at this moment, this fluctuation was only clear to those who were familiar with him, it was a kind of quiet ripple before the storm.

Zhang Heyan's sharp words were like the last straw that crushed the camel, and Yan Xiaoxuan's already irrepressible anger was like a volcanic magma erupting, instantly ......

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