Chapter Twenty-Eight: Quiet as a Virgin, Moving as a Madly Rabbit

The mutual touching link was quickly switched, but fortunately, the murderous aura that made Wen Zhen faintly nervous at that moment was also stirred up by this stirred.

Wen Zhen honestly negotiated with Neurotic.

"This ...... Brother? ”

"Yan Sui."

"Oh Yan...... Son? ”

"Yan Sui."

"Okay Yan...... Brother, you are so generous, of course I have to fulfill my promise, the poison in this wine was given by the young man outside just now, and he called Yi Renli. ”

"The one you sold?"

"yes, you look good, right?"

"I like your shameless nature."

"Ahhh

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Why did you sell him? ”

"Which time, you ask?"

"Do you know that you sold people twice in a row?"

"How can this be sold? This is called a risk-free basis. ”

"Oh?"

"Yi Ren is not weak in martial arts, a small pavilion, can you keep him? If you can't beat him, you can run, and since you can't do actual damage to him, it's a waste if I don't sell it. ”

"Reasonable. What about Lin Feibai? He is extremely powerful, if you sell Yi Renli to him, you are not afraid that Yi Renli will be unlucky? ”

"General Lin...... People are so proud that they want to pierce the sky with their chins. Yi Ren left himself to fight with real knives and guns, and he might be taught a hard lesson, but if he didn't succeed at all, I don't think Lin Feibai would chase him out and cry and ask why people killed him. ”

"You know Lin Feibai quite well."

"Praise and praise, thanks to the fact that the pretending offender has seen a lot."

"Why do I think that when you say this, your eyes seem to sweep over me, intentionally or unintentionally?"

"Ah, Lang Yan is unique, there is no other in the world, you are so beautiful that I can't help but look at you."

"Reasonable. So be it. ”

Someone's rainbow-colored gas was emitted poof, and Yan Sui, who was shrouded in this mysterious gas, couldn't tell if he was stunned at all, and as for human emotions such as shyness and accidents, it was absolutely none, and he was still so lazy, knocking on the table, and he was about to end the conversation.

"Wait!"

"What, reluctant to me?"

The slightly raised tail note seems to be flirtatious and ruthless.

Wen Zhen's eyes were slightly curved when he laughed, seemingly sweet and vigilant.

"I can't bear my life."

The room was a little silent, and after a while, Yan Sui turned her face away and laughed.

As soon as he smiled, Wen Zhen's brain was dizzy, and he felt that 10,000 of the most beautiful scenes in Hollywood or 10,000 of the most beautiful words in the world were roller coasters in his mind, which was not enough to describe the beauty of this person's demeanor.

Although there was a rainbow fart just now, the truth is 99%.

Fortunately, her sanity has not completely sunk in beauty - if she really ends the topic like this, then she won't want to live a good life in the future.

"The deal is over, now let's talk about a new deal," she said, "First of all, I declare that I have no intention of offending you, and I will not remind anyone of your obsessive-compulsive disorder." ”

"Obsessive-compulsive disorder...... Yan Sui repeated, nodding, "This word is very interesting." ”

"Mao Sui recommended myself, I have a good cooking skills, and I can provide the necessary and reasonable food combination for people who have been anorexic and picky eaters, have weak spleen and stomach, and are malnourished, and can improve their physique and strengthen their physical fitness......"

"Speak human words."

"Gourmet food is worth having!"

"The cook who bragged so much in front of me last time is now fat in his bones."

"Hua Fei, I can also make you beef flavor, believe it or not?"

"Based on your disgusting description, I believe you, and I'm afraid that the cook's coffin board can't be suppressed."

"Saying so much, can you move something real, just try it?"

"I hate pyrotechnics." Yan Sui leaned against the wall, half of her face hidden in the light and shadow of the candle flame, "I'm curious, how can you tell that I'm a picky eater?" ”

"The food on this table is good, the color and flavor are good. Your eyes swept over from time to time, and you moved the plate, but every time you moved the plate, you were rearranging the scattered dishes that they had just eaten, and you didn't touch a bite of food at all, and sometimes even your fingers accidentally touched the edge of the snack, and you quickly wiped it. Wen Zhen raised his cheeks and put his mouth on the table, "In the middle of the night, it has been a long time since dinner, and anyone who is still active will inevitably have some appetite. ”

This kind of guy who is very cruel at first glance naturally can't be afraid of poisoning.

That's picky eating.

"It seems to make some sense." Yan Sui also knocked his fingertips carelessly, didn't look at Wen Zhen, and suddenly said, "I still have friends to entertain, you can go." ”

Wen Zhen was not happy.

She couldn't touch the man's emotions.

Recommending her own cooking skills, she didn't expect this person to try it on the spot, she just tried to use the breath of fireworks in the world to emphasize her simplicity, but this person was even more unpredictable than she imagined.

In the final analysis, in the eyes of such a person, the lives of ordinary people are like mustard, not worth the heart, so that she can't even grasp whether the other party has the chance to kill.

The surprise passed, and she immediately stood up, bent down with a smile, turned and left.

Pulling the door open, going out and going up the hallway, she heard the sound of her own footsteps breaking in the somewhat empty hallway in the middle of the night. Outside the corridor is flowing water on all sides, the rockery in the center of the flowing water is stacked on top of each other, and an amber moon hangs on the top of the rockery.

Wen Zhen suddenly stopped.

It seems to be a little strange quiet on all sides, isn't this the most lively small house at night?

"I still have friends to entertain."

The words suddenly rang in my ears.

Combined with the situation at the time, the context before and after, this sentence appeared so abruptly......

Wen Zhen suddenly turned around and ran!

But it was too late.

There was a sudden cold behind him, something was as cold as a snake, and the thin breathing sounded in his ears, and someone faintly chuckled, and the voice was stealing, I don't know how far or near it was.

Like a nightmare, approaching silently, and when you look back, you can see blood-red pupils and snow-like eyes without temperature.

Wen Zhen screamed, as if he was too frightened to look back, and only buried his head in the direction of Yan Sui.

The man at the back laughed again, and seemed very satisfied.

Wen Zhen ran out of two steps, and suddenly there was a big turn, his body twisted, and he jumped over the railing and into the pool!

"Poof!" Loud noise.

The people behind were caught off guard and let out a sigh.

A slender figure rose into the sky, avoiding the huge splash from Wen Zhen's falling water.

After the figure flew up, it turned around, and it seemed to scold angrily in mid-air, but after all, he didn't dare to chase Wen Zhen to delay time, and immediately pounced on Tianzi Room A.

"Bang" with a loud bang, the door of Tianzi No. A room suddenly exploded, countless wooden curtains were broken into tens of millions of pieces flying in the half-light and half-dark moonlight, as follows, a variegated hail, the fragments hit the ground on the four sides of the pillars, and the sound of banging was endless, and in the rain of these chaotic fragments, a white light rolled like electricity, shooting out, like a rainbow, through a few feet of deep corridor, straight to the chest of the black shadow.

The man could touch the door of the Tianzi No. A room, and was forced to almost suffocate by the fierce wind and light, and the figure of the softer man was like being swept by the raging wind, swept and swayed, and three or four untenable heels fought in succession, and was forced to retreat to the edge of the railing in the blink of an eye.

The sound of banging was endless, and the entire corridor seemed to be unable to withstand this kind of fierce shot, and countless wooden planks rolled and burst, snapping and turning up one after another, hitting one after another in mid-air, and crashing out another round of amazing explosions.

The battle was so big that even Wen Zhen could hear it underwater.

Only one hit.

The man who was forced to the side of the railing could not withstand such a storm of wind and rain, and retreated again and again like a residual load in the wind, and never stood firm, let alone stepped forward, so he had to take advantage of a swing and swing backwards in a long arc, and in the blink of an eye he had already swept across the water.

Although the man was overwhelmed by this amazing move before he could make a move, his light skills were so wonderful that words could not describe it, like a feather like smoke, and a beautiful water mark was drawn in an instant.

With a flash of silver light, Yan Sui had already reached the railing, saw the water, and suddenly paused.

After just one meal, the assassin would be far away.

Wen Zhen suddenly stood up from the bottom of the water.

This pool is dug by the restaurant itself, and for safety and cost considerations, it will not be dug very deep, and it will reach Wen Zhen's abdomen.

As soon as she stood up, she stretched out her arms and quickly shouted, "If you are afraid of wet shoes, come!" ”

Before the words fell, the moonlight figure flashed, the top of the head trembled, the soft corners of the robe brushed from the cheeks, and the faint fragrance of turnips diffused.

Wen Zhen raised his head, and the water reflected the man's rolled cloak like a large piece of moonlight rippling in the shadow of the stars.

Faint mud crumbs fell from the top of his head that had just been stepped on by his boots.

Wen Zhen: ......

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I just want to offer the shoulder ah me!

What kind of inflated self-confidence makes you step on my head!

Silently shaking off the crumbs above his head, Wen Zhen decided that next time he must remind this obsessive-compulsive disorder that there is mud on the soles of his shoes.

Thinking of this obsessive-compulsive disorder, he couldn't walk anymore and had to lift the soles of his shoes from time to time to see the mud, Wen Zhen felt that most of that bad breath came out.

She looked up, and on the other side, the assassin was still sweeping back, and the speed of regression was as fast as a spark, so that the lanterns on the promenade on the opposite bank were carried upside down by the sound of the wind, stretching and fluttering into a crimson ribbon in the deep dark night.

And Yan Sui was not far in front of him, looking far less powerful than the assassin like a sword, not in a hurry to flutter his clothes, the strange thing is that no matter how the assassin sped up, the distance between him and the assassin was always the same, so close that it was almost within reach, but he didn't stretch out his hand, nor did he speed up, he hung on people, so that the assassin never dared to turn around, the two faced each other and advanced and retreated, and in the blink of an eye, the corridor around the lake was turned around, seeing that there was no way behind, the assassin seemed to be in a hurry, and shouted: "Yan Sui, You will always be killed like this, and no one else will be allowed to stand on it! ”

Wen Zhen almost laughed when he heard itβ€”as if it was Yan Sui who came to assassinate someone.

Yan Sui's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the assassin was ecstatic, and finally had a chance to breathe, and immediately turned around and ran wildly.

And Wen Zhen saw the calm Yan Sui, still calmly, and stretched out the tip of the sword.

In the next second, she saw the lightning falling from the sky, the white waves from the lake, and saw the electric sword light spread horizontally like a giant fan in an instant, like the tide rolling and pushing flat, and swept past the lake-

Then she saw the rockery in the lake flying.

The whole one, the height and width are nearly one zhang, a huge rockery.

Like a flying peak, or a sacred stone that jumps out of the spirit monkey, it is provoked by a sword, roaring across the lake, alarming the static lake like a deep sea, and then hitting the promenade, smashing the railing all the way to break the corridor pillar and lift the roof...... There was a bang at the end.

The dust and smoke are filled, the earth and rocks are flying, and the sky and the earth are dim, like a twilight covered with a heavy haze.

After a long time, Wen Zhen barely managed to find where the assassin was.

The Assassin was flattened and inlaid into the wall at the end of the corridor.

It's about the kind of deep inlay that can be dug up with a shovel in a year.

The rockery fell and shattered into countless stone chips, piled up into a hill under the human-shaped wall.

The violent sound of the wind was so violent that it blocked Wen Zhen's hearing, and for a while her ears were buzzing, and it was always the sound that seemed to be the collapse of heaven and earth playing in stereo loop, and then she vaguely heard the words when Yan Sui put away her sword.

"Not for you to stand on the cone?" Yan Sui, who can turn over the river and the sea when he takes out the sword, and Yan Sui, who is clear in the sea and the river, disagrees, "Oh, I'll send you a mountain, take it, thank you." ”

……

Wen Zhen was dumbfounded.

The whole body, from the hair to the toes, is only suitable for Yan Sui, who is elegant, mysterious, delicate and calm, and so on.

It's really quiet.

Moves like a mad rabbit.