Chapter 663: When Will You Write This Word?
"I'll intercede for you." I said bluntly.
"Is that really useful?" Zhuang Yan said again.
If it was before, I would definitely not hesitate to reply, it will definitely work!
Because Lin Yi is a frank and upright gentleman, he will never ignore my thoughts and feelings.
But now I am being used as a bargaining chip, let Lin Yi calculate and use.
To say that would seem to be very unashamed.
So after hesitating for a long time, I said, "This is not a way, since there is no way to start with Lin Yi. We can change our goals."
"What do you mean?" Zhuang Yan frowned suspiciously.
The stunned slave on the side was also at a loss.
I smiled coldly: "Heartache still has to be a heart medicine, and the bell needs to be tied to the bell."
"Aren't you going to let me marry Meng Anning now?" Zhuang Yan reacted, and he would rather die than obey: "If that's the case, then I'd rather be tortured to death by this heart-to-heart rattan."
"I'm afraid if you want to marry her now, she won't want to marry you anymore." I glanced at Zhuang Yan and said speechlessly, "Once a woman dies, it is irreversible."
"Now Meng Anning hates you more than he loves, otherwise you would think that he knows that you are very likely to die. Why do you still ruthlessly increase the control of rattan?"
What a dream?
Do you think Meng Anning likes him?
Love and not love are not a word, one horizontal and one vertical. Meng Anning couldn't write before, can she really not write for the rest of her life?
"Well, Madame's words are very true." The stunned slave was also a woman, and nodded approvingly: "I also think that Meng Anning has long been ruthless to the Venerable Lord, otherwise why would she know that the Venerable Lord's refining of the divine breath needs to consume herself, and she has never shown mercy to her subordinates."
"Correct understanding, Aunt Jing, it is still a woman who understands a woman." I couldn't agree more.
Sometimes, women's minds are clearer than men's.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhuang Yan suddenly raised his eyes, his clear eyes were covered with different emotions, like a broken star, looked at me and asked, "What about you?"
"What am I?" I didn't react for a moment.
Zhuang Yan continued: "For Lin Yi's horizontal and vertical points, when will you be able to write?"
This, this......
Don't bring such a sudden twist of the style.
I couldn't catch the pestle in place for a while, but when I saw this, I hurriedly said, "Yes, Madame is so smart that she will figure it out one day."
I couldn't answer that, so I had to be silent again.
Who would have thought that I would pretend to be dead, but Zhuang Yan directly poked my head: "Her head is usually okay, but when she faces Lin Yi, she is just a brain of tofu dregs."
"Zhuang Yan, who are you talking about? I warn you not to force me to do it." That being said, I wasn't angry.
What's more, Zhuang Yan is now so weak that I can't help it, and I can't do it.
"Huh, really? Then I want to see how Xi and the goddess can take revenge on the strong and the weak." Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, relying on me not to do anything, I didn't have the slightest fear.
I smiled at him, andβ
Walking in front of Zhuang Yan and facing his foot is to step on his foot fiercely, impartially hitting the tip of his toe.
Perfect!
"Xihe, you're playing such a kid's trick!" Zhuang Yan was stepped on hard, which naturally hurt, but for the sake of face, he couldn't hold his feet and scream like a little girl. So he could only pretend to be fierce and glared at me.
But does it work?
Apparently not.
"Oh, yes, Lord Demon God is so powerful, it's a pity that he can't even play this kind of kid's trick." I grimaced at him and ran away.
Just kidding, I'm not a fool, don't you run at this time and wait to be stepped on by him?
But running doesn't seem to be of any use.
Because Zhuang Yan quickly caught me, and mercilessly stepped on me with his big feet.
in order to
As for my poor little white shoes, they instantly turned into black chickens.
"Zhuang Yan! You really stepped on me, I told you you were dead. I'm afraid I'll hate people stepping on my feet the most." As I spoke, I pounced on Zhuang Yan.
It's just that I didn't expect it to be like this.
actually pounced on Zhuang Yan directly, but he still stretched out his arm to protect me in his arms. I was forced to be a meat pad, but I was unharmed.
"Zhuang Yan, are you okay?" After landing, I got up almost immediately.
The frightened slave on the side also hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhuang Yan: "Lord, are you okay? Is the rattan flare up again?"
It's not that the frightened slave is making a fuss, but Zhuang Yan's face at the moment is really pale and scary.
But we were nervous as outsiders, but he himself smiled indifferently and said, "I'm fine, Xihe, you're too heavy to lose weight."
"I'm not heavy." I said softly, but my eyes stared at Zhuang Yan for a moment.
Don't say I'm really not heavy, even if I weigh 200 kilograms. If it was Zhuang Yan before, he would not have been pounced on by me.
His body was really worse than I thought.
"Can you still afford a longbow knife?" Suddenly, I couldn't help but look up at him and asked.
Zhuang Yan didn't respond to me, he just smiled and said, "Don't cry when you're too old."
Hearing this, I immediately turned around, rubbed my red eyes, and firmly denied, "I didn't cry!"
After speaking, before Zhuang Yan could respond, I grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go to the Pangu Axe."
"What are you doing there?" Zhuang Yan frowned and asked.
I thought he didn't understand what I meant, so I explained, "I have a way to get Meng Anning to untie the rattan, she doesn't like you anymore, but she still cares about the child. And even if that doesn't work, I have other options."
In short, Zhuang Yan received this heart-to-heart rattan for me, and I must pull it out.
And the sooner the better.
It's just that what I didn't expect was that Zhuang Yan stopped moving, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of moving forward.
What's going on?
I was stunned and a little confused.
The startled slave glanced at Zhuang Yan and saw that his master was still silent. She had the courage to speak, "Madam, Meng Anning is now locked up in the basement of the villa, and no one is in the Pangu Axe. If you want to find a way, then let's go to the basement to see Meng Anning."
As he spoke, he was shocked and led the way.
I didn't refute, but I still asked, "Why don't you lock her up in Pangu Axe, wouldn't that be more complete?" And wouldn't it be locked in the basement to make it easier for Lin Yi to enter."
This is the truth, after all, Pangu Axe Lin Yi can not go in.
Otherwise, how did he meet Meng Anning before?
"It's because the lord ...... him" startled the slave, and he stopped talking.
Zhuang Yan took over and said, "I temporarily lose the ability to control the Pangu Axe."
"For now?" I looked at each other.
Zhuang Yanxu knew that I would continue to ask, so he simply kept his mouth shut.
I smiled dumbly, yes, the Pangu Axe is the weapon of the ancient demon god, and now he even has the power of the demon god gone. How can you use the Pangu Axe again?
Well, at least he doesn't need to collect demon elements now.
It's just that before I can completely let go of this breath, suddenly a thunderclap exploded in the sky.