"Why did you save me?" Biwan forgot about the window, as if she was asking Leng Hanche, and as if she was talking to herself.

"Look at me." Leng Hanche said indifferently, and after Bi Wan turned his head, he looked directly into Bi Wan's eyes, "You are Bi Wan, Miss Bi Jia, that waste." ”

Biwan 'chuckled' in her heart, could it be that this pervert found something?

Although he was nervous, he still smiled calmly on his face: "What do you think?" ”

"You're more waste than waste."

Waste waste waste, everyone says that about themselves, even if it's not waste, it's said to be waste.

"Don't call me a ...... of waste"

"You can't even deal with those few wastes, do you think you're more waste." Leng Hanche said with a sneer.

"What a laugh, pervert." Biwan turned her head and ignored Leng Hanche, the only sensible thing to do now was to endure.

Leng Han saw Biwan ignoring himself, and felt inexplicably lost and bored in his heart.

"Your life as a waste belongs to the king, and if you let those wastes bully you, you will lose the face of the king."

"A waste can get the protection of this king, it is your ancestors who burn high incense."

"Don't use the name of this king to deceive and ruin the reputation of this king......"

"It's a waste to do what you do."

……

Leng Hanche's words became more and more ugly, and Biwan couldn't help it: Even if you are strong, even if you are ruthless, which is bearable and unbearable.

Finally, Biwan broke out.

"Whoever lets you take refuge, you love to shelter whoever goes, no one asks you for shelter."

"You think you're great, but you're just a bloody and cruel cold-blooded demon lord."

"A dead pervert, isn't it just a little bit of strength, see if I don't step on you one day."

"Rather than a broken jade than a tile full ......"

……

Finally, Biwan said all the words in her heart in one go, but as soon as Biwan finished speaking, she immediately found that the situation was wrong.

The cold cold in front of him darkened his face, and his body exuded a thick chill, such a cold and cold was something that Biwan had never seen before.

"You are the first, and the last, how dare you speak to me...... If you want to die, just say it. Leng Hanche slowly squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth.

No one had ever dared to disobey him, no one dared to say such things in front of him, and no one dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

Leng Hanche looked at Biwan, and his right hand slammed into her neck.

"It's kind of you strangled me." Biwan completely lost her mind, still provoking Leng Hanche.

Leng Hanche's hand became tighter and tighter, and Biwan's neck bone had already made a "gurgling" sound, and it only took a little more force to break Biwan's neck.

However, at the last moment, Leng Hanche relaxed his hand.

"If you don't dare to kill me, don't pretend." Biwan is directly on the bar with Leng Hanche, even if she dies, she will not compromise.

"If you have nothing to do, you can scare people by pinching your neck, you think I'm scared."

"Don't think that you are the king of Shura, everyone is afraid of you, I am biased towards you, what's wrong......"

……

Biwan kept chattering and scolding until she was tired of scolding.

Seeing Bijuan, who was finally tired of scolding, Leng Hanche coldly spit out a sentence: "It's easy to die, but it's more fun to live than to die......"

Biwan trembled when she heard Leng Hanche's words, she didn't have to think about this guy, she would definitely do what she said.

Biwan patted her head while silently regretting in her heart: Why did you provoke this demon, how could she be so impulsive just now, impulsiveness is the devil.