7. Be a killer
Jiao Mengmeng couldn't find a scapegoat, seeing that the three-day deadline was up, Fu Zixuan was sitting in the lobby, like a fierce god, as if he could torture people to death with his fingers, and the death was unbearable.
Jiao Mengmeng walked in resignedly, thinking about finding a reason to fool the past.
Fu Zixuan, "The murderer has been found?" ”
Jiao Mengmeng didn't dare to look up at him, looked down at his feet, and fiddled with his fingers. "I didn't ...... No, because he was already dead. ”
Fu Zixuan raised his eyebrows, edit, continue to edit! He propped his chin with his hands, and his cold eyes glowed with a cold light. In the darkness somewhere, it shot on Jiao Mengmeng's body.
Jiao Mengmeng shrunk her neck, and her eyes turned round and round. Finally, in order to strengthen his thoughts, he nodded decisively. "Well, it's dead, I can't find it!"
Before the words fell, he heard Fu Zixuan's indifferent voice say, "Since that's the case, then you go to him!" ”
Jiao Mengmeng didn't react for a while, and said in a daze. Then he turned around to leave, and suddenly thought of something, and was stunned, and asked her to go to see a dead man, which didn't mean ......
In an instant, Jiao Mengmeng's pupils dilated, and her face turned pale. She froze in place, not daring to look back at Fu Zixuan. He could only speak in that trembling voice.
"What...... What do you mean? ”
Fu Zixuan let out a sneer, and before he could speak, he had already come behind Jiao Mengmeng. Bent over, leaned over, and blew in her ear, pretending to be evil.
"What do you say?"
Jiao Mengmeng trembled, only to feel that the current passed through her body. The next second, she bit her lip in fright, almost crying.
Slowly turned around to look at Fu Zixuan, Jiao Mengmeng's eyes took advantage of tears, very aggrieved. "I ...... I didn't do anything wrong, why did you do this......"
Scold! Fu Zixuan looked at her appearance, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Now, it's become his not.
Fu Zixuan's cold eyes tightened, now is the time to say that incident. So he pretended to pat Jiao Mengmeng's shoulder generously, "Actually, you don't have to die, I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins." ”
Jiao Mengmeng sniffed, tears were held, blinking. "What chance?"
Fu Zixuan retracted all the previous states, and his expression looked serious.
"Be my killer and do things for me."
Jiao Mengmeng was startled, just now she saw the fierceness in Fu Zixuan's eyes.
"For ...... Why? ”
Fu Zixuan raised his eyebrows, hugged the back of Jiao Mengmeng's head, and used a little force to let Jiao Mengmeng get closer to him.
His forehead was against Jiao Mengmeng's forehead, and the two of them were very close.
Jiao Mengmeng heard her frantic heartbeat, as if she was about to jump out.
She felt her cheeks burn, as if they were about to be burned. She had never seen Fu Zixuan so closely, so she didn't know that looking at him like this, he was so seductive.
I saw that those eyes narrowed, and they made a joke.
"You don't have the right to ask why, and you don't have the right to refuse, because it's your journey of atonement and the first thing I asked you to do for me."
Jiao Mengmeng suddenly remembered the hundred things that Fu Zixuan had said before.
Fu Zixuan finally relented, Jiao Mengmeng was very pleased, forgot everything at once, grinned, and showed a good-looking dimple.
"I promise you."
Fu Zixuan hooked his lips and reached out to touch her head, "Very good." ”
Jiao Mengmeng asked him for a tail like a pug, and she was now like a puppy who had been appreciated by her owner, quite satisfied.
But she didn't know what kind of abyss she had led herself into.
To be a good killer, you first need a complete set of equipment, and then Fu Zixuan gave her the big knife that had trained her before. Later, Fu Zixuan trained her with devils.
Before dawn, Jiao Mengmeng was forced to get up, and it was late at night, and Jiao Mengmeng was able to rest. Day after day, her kung fu did not grow, and her problems became more and more.
"Fu Zixuan, I'm hungry, you can help me buy roast chicken, so that I can have enough strength to practice."
Fu Zixuan did so coldly.
"Fu Zixuan, I'm thirsty and want to drink."
Fu Zixuan impatiently brought the wine.
"Fu Zixuan, I ......"
Fu Zixuan rubbed his sword in front of Jiao Mengmeng, carelessly, but threatened with his eyes. "What else do you want?"
Jiao Meng swallowed her saliva and couldn't afford to offend. "I didn't ...... Nope. ”
After a few days, Jiao Mengmeng finally looked forward to Fu Zixuan's absence. I wanted to take a day off, but unexpectedly, Fu Zixuan asked Leng Qingyun to train her.
Leng Qingyun is a good person, Jiao Mengmeng only needs to blink and pretend to be pitiful when he follows him, "Brother Qingyun, you see that my hands are almost useless, don't let me practice." ”
Leng Qingyun saw that there were several cracks in those pink hands for no reason, and he couldn't bear it, "Then let's rest for a while." ”
This break is several hours.
In order to repay Leng Qing for his kindness, Jiao Mengmeng set up a fire in Fu Zixuan's yard and personally roasted chicken for him.
"Brother Qingyun, you have a good mouth, what I made is delicious. You know how easy it is for me not to do it for others. ”
Leng Qingyun smiled knowingly, and looked at Jiao Mengmeng's eyes with a hint of indescribable liking.
"Then I'll taste how delicious it is."
Jiao Mengmeng raised her eyebrows, and what she said was amazing. "This is a delicacy that should only be found in heaven, not on earth."
"Haha......"
The two of them talked and laughed, and the roast chicken was quickly ready, and they ate happily. However, just when they were at their happiest, the courtyard door was pushed open and Fu Zixuan walked in.