"But I'm not a person without affection, and I'll give you enough silver tickets to live with your lover Xianwu." When Jiang Chen spoke, his sharp eyes set off a burst of disdain, and a flame of desire burned a dusty heart.

A new sense of desire is like a beam of golden sunlight bathing the retina in front of him.

How can a person with talent and a desire for power be willing to be subservient? If it weren't for "thinking" Hua Wuyan's life-saving grace and Bingyan's affection, these years might have ......

I have to say that Yan Siming's ruthless actions have brought him a different new world.

"Affection?" Hua Wuyan snorted him, and his heart hurt a little, "You ruined these two words." ”

"I've been liking you for so many years, but you're ...... Even if you don't think of my affection, you can also miss my sister's life-saving grace. Hua Wuyan said, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and it was only at this moment that she understood her mind for the first time.

The nose, which was already slightly red and swollen, had already been clogged with fluid, as if the skin of the sorrow in his heart had been bulging to a certain limit over the years.

"I really want to be tolerant of Bingyan and be generous to her, but every time I see her with you, the cramps in my heart always turn over and over my thoughts.

My own pride is also suppressing this emotion.

But I never thought you'd hurt my sister.

Never! ”

The last four words were almost a roar of exhaustion, as if a heavy resentment was being suppressed.

After she finished speaking, her whole body also bent down slightly, slowly touching the ground with her hands, and her hurt heart sank, and all the vitality in the past was like a string at this moment.

"Bang", tearing the ground clean.

Xianwu looked at Hua Wuyan's weak appearance, and a cool breath suddenly appeared behind him, and the pores on his skin trembled, and they also opened.

The eyes were about to look forward, "stabbing and pulling", and a deep stab was stabbed in the chest, "You ........", Xianwu also tried to struggle with the last remaining strength, and a dangling index finger was still dangling in the air, "Hmm...... Ah", after exhaling his last breath in unwillingness, he still had to fall down a little after all.

Hua Wuyan hadn't reacted at first, and her somewhat sluggish expression was still close to the ground due to excessive sadness.

A low moan pulled her back from her thoughts, and she was haggard, her tear-stained face jerked up, and the pupils in her eyes dilated.

"No......" There was despair in some hoarse voices, the fingertips mixed with the wet and sticky smell rubbed wildly in the messy hair, and the facial features on the white face were also distorted with it, living like a crazy woman who had lost all dignity and decency, and was broken through the bottom line again and again to the point where she could not be pressured.

The past flashed lively and smart, and even with a bit of charming temperament, it turned into smoke in an instant, and slowly fell with the rain of sad tears.

"Xianwu ......." Hua Wuyan shouted in pain, but her mind was "bombarded" by countless artillery battles.

Perhaps it was because she was too emotional, and Hua Wuyan, who had closed her eyes tightly, seemed to be caught in the mire of thoughts, and her hearing was gradually lost in the wet and sticky soil.

Hua Wuyan slowly lowered his head, leaned slightly closer to Xianwu, and touched his still warm face with his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, with a "stab" on the ground, Jiang Chen lit Hua Wuyan's faint acupoint, and it quickly fell.