Filled with rage, he walked towards the house.

I was about to kick open the door, but I heard a 'squeak', and the door opened.

A figure appeared-

"Yo, it's out. Miss Ben thought you wouldn't dare come out. ”

Lan Shengxue glanced at Qingju, and then at the woman in pink in front of her, with a smug look on her gorgeous little face.

Lan Ziyan saw that Lan Shengxue was not as panicked as usual when she saw her, and she hugged her head in fear and begged for mercy, but stood still and looked at her.

She couldn't help but be a little angry, "Waste!

A painful cry came from Lan Ziyan's mouth.

"You" Lan Ziyan looked at Lan Shengxue with wide eyes in disbelief, she actually pinched her wrist with her bare hands?

Isn't she a piece of waste?

Didn't she even have the strength to lift a chick?

Didn't she even dare to speak out loud?

How could it be

Lan Manxin and Qing Ju on the side looked at Lan Shengxue in a daze, shocked Cheng Dù no less than Lan Ziyan.

You must know that in the impression of the three of them, Lan Shengxue definitely can't lift one hand, can't resist one shoulder, speaks like a mosquito and a fly, and walks with her head down all the time!

Who would have thought that the straw bales of the past would be able to target Lan Ziyan with their bare hands?

Moreover, in those sharp eyes, where is the slightest shadow of the waste of the day?

"What's wrong with me? Am I not the waste in your mouth? Am I not an idiot who lets you bully all day long? Lan Ziyan, are you wondering about this?" Lan Shengxue's cold and arrogant timbre, like frost and snow, turned into ice little by little, and fell into Lan Ziyan's heart.

"You don't know how it could be?"

Lan Ziyan seemed to be stimulated, and roared wildly, "Lan Shengxue, you are a waste! You are a waste that everyone in the world knows!!"

Lan Shengxue sneered, and with a slight force on her wrist, she directly twisted Lan Ziyan's arm with a 'click'.

"Ahh

She roared hysterically, "Impossible, impossible, Lan Shengxue, what kind of magic have you learned? You are obviously a waste, you don't know anything, you can't do anything, all you can do is be bullied!"

"Being bullied?" Lan Shengxue's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Lan Ziyan, I sue you, Lan Shengxue, who was bullied by you every day, is dead!"

Lan Shengxue, who is standing in front of you today, is not for people to bully, but to bully people!

As for you, wasn't it cool to bully before?

Today, I'm going to show you what real bullying is!"

As soon as the words fell, her wrist suddenly tightened, and the arm that had been twisted off was crushed again with a 'click'.

Lan Ziyan was completely annihilated by the pain, screaming, roaring, and doing everything.

She has been cared for by her mother since she was a child, and because Lan Shengxue lost her yuan power after she was three years old, she became a little favorite in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

To this day, all the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion protect her, spoil her, and indulge her.

Since she was a child, she has not suffered a little, so to speak, she grew up in a honey pot.

What others have, she has.

What others don't have, she also has

Filled with rage, he walked towards the house.

I was about to kick open the door, but I heard a 'squeak', and the door opened.

A figure appeared-

"Yo, it's out. Miss Ben thought you wouldn't dare come out. ”

Lan Shengxue glanced at Qingju, and then at the woman in pink in front of her, with a smug look on her gorgeous little face.

Lan Ziyan saw that Lan Shengxue was not as panicked as usual when she saw her, and she hugged her head in fear and begged for mercy, but stood still and looked at her.

She couldn't help but be a little angry, "Waste!

A painful cry came from Lan Ziyan's mouth.

"You" Lan Ziyan looked at Lan Shengxue with wide eyes in disbelief, she actually pinched her wrist with her bare hands?

Isn't she a piece of waste?

Didn't she even have the strength to lift a chick?

Didn't she even dare to speak out loud?

How could it be

Lan Manxin and Qing Ju on the side looked at Lan Shengxue in a daze, shocked Cheng Dù no less than Lan Ziyan.

You must know that in the impression of the three of them, Lan Shengxue definitely can't lift one hand, can't resist one shoulder, speaks like a mosquito and a fly, and walks with her head down all the time!

Who would have thought that the straw bales of the past would be able to target Lan Ziyan with their bare hands?

Moreover, in those sharp eyes, where is the slightest shadow of the waste of the day?

"What's wrong with me? Am I not the waste in your mouth? Am I not an idiot who lets you bully all day long? Lan Ziyan, are you wondering about this?" Lan Shengxue's cold and arrogant timbre, like frost and snow, turned into ice little by little, and fell into Lan Ziyan's heart.

"You don't know how it could be?"

Lan Ziyan seemed to be stimulated, and roared wildly, "Lan Shengxue, you are a waste! You are a waste that everyone in the world knows!!"

Lan Shengxue sneered, and with a slight force on her wrist, she directly twisted Lan Ziyan's arm with a 'click'.

"Ahh

She roared hysterically, "Impossible, impossible, Lan Shengxue, what kind of magic have you learned? You are obviously a waste, you don't know anything, you can't do anything, all you can do is be bullied!"

"Being bullied?" Lan Shengxue's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Lan Ziyan, I sue you, Lan Shengxue, who was bullied by you every day, is dead!"

Lan Shengxue, who is standing in front of you today, is not for people to bully, but to bully people!

As for you, wasn't it cool to bully before?

Today, I'm going to show you what real bullying is!"

As soon as the words fell, her wrist suddenly tightened, and the arm that had been twisted off was crushed again with a 'click'.

Lan Ziyan was completely annihilated by the pain, screaming, roaring, and doing everything.

She has been cared for by her mother since she was a child, and because Lan Shengxue lost her yuan power after she was three years old, she became a little favorite in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

To this day, all the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion protect her, spoil her, and indulge her.

Since she was a child, she has not suffered a little, so to speak, she grew up in a honey pot.

What others have, she has.

What others don't have, she also has