【…… Finished? Explain it! 】

The system stared.

[No, you explain why he didn't kill innocents? On the basis of it? The reason? You go back and hang my curiosity up, and leave it alone? Doesn't conscience hurt? 】

"-I didn't hang it, why did it hurt?"

Si innocently blinked.

Slowly, snorting the 'demon tea', a serious way:

"I just said so much, my mouth is tired, I don't want to say it, well, I really didn't arouse your curiosity, please believe me-"

！！

Get lost!

Tired of you still drinking a fart tea?!

The system angrily smashed the keyboard.

Why is this dead woman so angry-

Look at the system with a sudden increase in temperature.

Si Ruan scratched his face and pondered, why don't you explain?

But what if you suddenly don't want to talk?

Well, then let's not talk about it -

So, Si, who was very happy to keep his mouth shut, was lazy and ignored the hot system on his wrist.

Mei Zizi carried the teapot, held the teacup, rolled back into the house, nestled on the soft couch, and lazily flipped up the painting book.

Look at the system, I can't wait to poke her to death!

And, after the complaint, Kun Yan, who left Qinglan Temple, was thinking about how to find Master Yijing and ensure that Master Shen Gongzi could stop him when he started.

Well, it's not that he doesn't believe the girl, he just wants to be more insured.

It's just that before he could come up with a way, he looked at the very familiar face in front of him a little stiffly, and his heart suddenly began to beat wildly.

"Dark, why are you here?"

However, the man in black who intercepted him did not answer him, but just grabbed his collar and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Ahh

Lingering in the air, Kun Yan's frightened scream.

And, before his screams were over, he was thrown in front of Ji Tan by Dark San.

"Lord, Gongzi Kun will go to Qinglan Temple."

Dark San clenched his fists and stabbed Kunyan's whereabouts out.

The frightened Kunyan wanted to die.

"Shen, Shen Gongzi, that, that, I'm just going, going-"

"What did she say?"

Before Kun Yan could make up a reason not to be killed.

The stunning young man who was sitting behind the desk and writing with his eyes down, asked indifferently.

"Huh?"

Kun Yan, who was frightened and short-circuited his head, didn't understand what he meant for a while.

Confused rhetorical question.

"What did you say?"

The young man's hand holding the pen paused, and he looked up at him.

The timbre is bland and indifferent, and the eyes are quiet and dull.

"You went to Yukimi, what did she say?"

Yukimi?

That girl's name is Yukimi?

Frightened, a spirit came back to his senses.

Laughed dryly.

"Heh, hehe, snow-"

The word snow has just been exported.

The young man sitting behind the desk, his eyes were still dull, and a cold chill suddenly pierced.

swept straight past Kunyan's neck.

Kunyan, who was paralyzed on the ground in shock, was stretched into a bow, his mouth was faster than his head, and he was very eager to survive.

"Well, that girl didn't, didn't say anything, really didn't say anything! I swear! Swear by your head! ”

"Really?"

The young man withdrew his gaze and stared at the calligraphy and painting stained by a large drop of ink, the corners of his lips tensed, and his eyes were gloomy.

Didn't even say anything?

Didn't you say that you should oversee him to be a good man?

He destroyed the Taishi Mansion and killed so many people, she didn't say anything?

"Yes! Yes! That girl really didn't say anything! ”