In just half a month, the bamboo forest courtyard has been full of dust, and the once quiet and peaceful courtyard is now showing a trace of dilapidation.

Jun Wuxian pushed open the courtyard door and slowly walked into this once familiar courtyard.

Suddenly, her footsteps stopped in the courtyard, and her gaze swept abruptly towards the locked kitchen door.

Jun Wuxie's eyes narrowed slightly, his figure flashed slightly, and suddenly kicked the door open, and the agile figure blew into the house like a whirlwind, and she pulled out the figure hiding in the straw!

"Ahh Yes! Yes! An unkempt man was dragged out by Jun Wuxie.

The man's hands were constantly waving in midair, and his mouth let out an intermittent wail.

"Ah Jing?" Jun Wuxian recognized the identity of the person through the dirty face, she slowly let go of her hand and looked at Ah Jing, who was not a ghost or a ghost.

Ah Jing's originally delicate face is now covered with dirty dust, her hair is mixed with straw, and her clothes are messy, and she has long since lost her cleanliness and coolness.

After Ah Jing was kicked out of the bamboo forest courtyard by Fan Zhuo, Jun Wuxian never saw him again, she only knew that Ah Jing had returned to Fenghua Academy and studied as a disciple.

But why is he here?

After Ah Jing regained his freedom, like a frightened beast, he trembled and crawled back into the straw pile, trying to cover himself with the dirty straw, only revealing a pair of frightened and uneasy eyes, looking at Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxian narrowed his eyes slightly, Ah Jing's reaction was too strange, that frightened look, as if he couldn't recognize her identity at all, he was blindly frightened, wanting to escape, Jun Wuxian wanted to get closer, but Ah Jing let out a scream.

"Ahh Yes! Half of his tongue was revealed from his open mouth, and in horror he grabbed the straw beside him and threw it at Jun Wuxie's body.

Ah Jing's tongue was cut off!

Jun Wuxian looked at the crazy and formless Ah Jing, her brows furrowed tightly, she looked at Ah Jing carefully, and found that not only the tongue, but also the little finger of his left hand was cut off at some point, and the neat wound had been scarred, but the dirty environment caused inflammation in his wound, mixed with white pus and dust, staining his hands, and even on his neck, there were large and small scars, but the scars were covered by dust, and they were not obvious at first glance.

What happened to Ah Jing?

He looks like this, he is obviously crazy!

Jun Wuxian looked at Ah Jing with both eyes, and in order not to provoke him to continue to scream, she could only take a step back.

Although she doesn't like Ah Jing's stupidity, she can't deny Ah Jing's loyalty to Fan Zhuo.

"You're the king?" Suddenly, a voice with a smile sounded behind Jun Wuxie!

Jun Wuxian turned around violently, and a handsome and bewitching young man suddenly appeared seven steps behind her!

And that face, Jun Wuxian has seen it!

"So you're the king? It's a coincidence. The moment the young man saw Jun Wuxie, he couldn't help but laugh, and his already handsome face became more and more dazzling because of that smile.

It's just that Jun Wuxian doesn't have the slightest intention of appreciating beauty.

Because what stood in front of her was the murderous boy who set off a bloody storm in the Zenlin Auction House that day!