After another two days, Mo Nancheng had already given up hope and began to prepare to serve a certain sect leader for the rest of his life. In the past few days, almost no one in the whole sect knows about her as the assistant to the sect leader, and even some of the disciples will give her three points of courtesy, which makes her extremely face-saving.

And on this day, she was lazy under the excuse of going to the toilet, enjoying her rare rest time in the day. Then she overheard a few disciples talking about their sect leader, her immediate boss, Hua Peel. Curious about what the people in the sect were saying about this willful and arrogant sect leader, she decided to stay and eavesdrop. Then she heard a shocking secret -

Our Sect Leader, who is bullying and dragging and blowing up the sky, is actually a broken sleeve that does not lift!

It's surprising enough to have a broken sleeve, but it's not even lifted, this is the rhythm that you have to suffer!

But someone's appearance is clearly only attacking! Suddenly remembering that he had deliberately let Xiao Bangchen be his servant, Mo Nancheng suddenly felt as if he knew something terrible. She couldn't imagine the scene of the sect leader being blown up by her family's cute little Bang Chen, and when she thought of it, her whole person was not good. I don't know when, the few people who were talking about the sect leader had already left, leaving only Mo Nancheng alone in the wind.

"You're only back now, did you fall into the pit?" As soon as she returned, she heard someone's usual cold voice.

She just wanted to make an excuse, but after meeting his evil purple eyes, she suddenly remembered what she had heard just now, her face was embarrassed, and she silently looked away.

The only thing she has left is ruined, so that she can't face someone now!

In response to her subtle reaction, Hua Xiaoyan narrowed her eyes, and there was a bit of inquiry between her eyes.

Knowing that he was looking at her, Mo Nancheng felt even more empty-hearted, and he was busy looking left and right and pretending to be looking at the scenery, not looking at him, for fear of revealing his gaze. But Mo Nancheng obviously underestimated someone's perseverance in not dying without the heart of the Yellow River.

Seeing her like this, Hua Xiyan had never had much patience, she was too lazy to grind with her, her face sank, and she said coldly: "Get over." ”

Startled by his momentum, her mind went blank, and then she squatted down in a daze and really rolled over......

Hua jokes: "......"

Monan City: "......"

[System: ......]

it!! Σ(°△°|||) Where's the hole?! I really want to find a hole to drill into!!

She stood beside the sect leader, looked at the expressionless sect leader, silently held her forehead, and said with all kinds of sadness: "Master, you don't have to hold back your laughter because of your cold image, you can laugh, I won't say the ...... of the descent."

Our honorable sect leader didn't even give her a straight look, his eyes were lowered, and he turned the white jade porcelain cup, and only after a while did he say, "This seat didn't hold back a smile. ”

After speaking, he paused in his hand, thought for a moment, and added: "This seat is laughing." ”

"Liar!!" Subconsciously roared. As soon as he finished roaring, he was swept by his understatement but cold eyes, and immediately closed his mouth with interest, blinked, and his face was full of sincerity and sincerity.

Youyou retracted her gaze, her fingertips gently rubbed on the edge of the cup, and after a long time, she broke the peace with a voice: "Why did you see that expression on this seat just now?" ”

The action of pinching his shoulder stagnated, his heartbeat accelerated, cold sweat flowed, and all kinds of weakness in his heart. Peeking at him, his face was impermanent and still cold. There was silence for a few breaths, and then he began to play dumb: "Ugh. What, what expression? Did I have a weird look on my face? ”

Obviously, her pretending to be stupid was a failure. Hearing the sound, Hua Xiyan's eyebrows moved, and she glanced at Mo Nancheng with side eyes, the cold meaning in her eyes made people tremble, and her tone gradually became flat, as if she had lost her patience to deal with her: "If you don't say it, you won't be able to speak for the rest of your life." ”

Mo Nancheng suddenly wanted to cry without tears, shrank back, and whispered: "But if you say it, master, you will let the Lun family sleep forever." ”

As soon as this remark came out, Hua Xiyan raised his eyebrows slightly in an interesting way, as if he had heard a big joke. Suddenly, his eyes sank, and his slender and powerful fingers pinched her jaw fiercely, pulled her closer, and forced her to look at him: "Do you think you won't do this if you don't say this?" ”

“…… I was wrong QAQ "Ma Ma, the Demon Sect Leader is so scary!" The Lun family wants to be fattened!

Then she briefly explained the matter, of course, slightly deleting and adapting some clips, such as what she overheard on the way back from going to the toilet, rather than overhearing it when she was lazy. How sincere and sincere it is, how innocent it is, how innocent it is, especially overheard, trying to completely dissociate itself from those people.

And Hua Xiyan still looks the same, calm and calm.

I thought he would be angry, but I didn't expect him to be so indifferent, and she admired all kinds of things in her heart. It's worthy of being the leader of the Demon Cult, but it's fucking different!

Later, Mo Nancheng realized that he was wrong. Someone had been in one motion since just now, and it was obviously too shocked to be stunned. She coughed softly a few times in embarrassment, trying to bring back the thoughts of a demon sect leader.

I saw him glance at her coldly, his eyes were half-drooping, and his eyebrows gradually frowned, as if he was slightly angry, but it was not easy to attack. After a long time, just when Mo Nancheng's body was about to shrink into a ball, he was finally willing to open his mouth: "I didn't lift it, and I didn't break my sleeves." The tone is unobtrusive, indifferent and leisurely, as if it is none of your business, but you can hear the seriousness and persistence in it.

After speaking, he was silent for a while, looking at her with purple eyes, full of coldness, but it was soul-stirring. Seeing a trace of doubt in her heart, her eyes darkened again, and then she said coldly: "If you don't believe it, you can try." ”

As soon as the words fell, she was so frightened that she hurriedly jumped a few steps to the side, and her head quickly shook like a rattle, and she said continuously: "I believe it!" I believe it! ”

"I just don't like the women in the sect, so I don't touch them." He explained impatiently. In Hua Xiyan's opinion, Mo Nancheng's behavior was obviously disgusting himself, his eyebrows twisted, his eyes were cold, and he added, "I don't like men either." ”

"I know the way, I know the way, you don't have to explain it to me anymore." Mo Nancheng looked like "I understand", looking very flat.

Hua playfully said "..............." for a while, and then beckoned to her slightly, signaling her to come over, looking condescending and noble.

After staring at him for a moment, making sure he didn't mean to punch her, he reluctantly walked over.

In the end, she was still beaten.

…………… It's really a sad story #Wax#