Qingyan walked up to him, and then, slowly, squatted down, patted him lightly on the face, and held his flawless hands and said:

Tut-tut, what a wonderful pair of hands, what an enviable pair of hands, what a hand that makes people think about it and love each other.

To tell you the truth, I really can't bear to kill you, your hands are so lovely, in fact, not only your hands, but also you as a person.

Speaking of this, she looked at the sycamore lying on the side again, walked over, suddenly shook her hand and gave her a big slap, and snorted coldly:

I'm not like this vicious and nasty woman, I just like your hands, do you know, what I really like is you.

Twenty years ago, when you gave up the Central Plains Dart Game to join the Ogi Mirror Palace and saw you at the first sight of the main hall of the Divine Palace, I already liked you and admired you.

I wanted to talk to you, I wanted to open up to you, I wanted to say what I felt in my heart, but you never looked me in the eye.

You only put on a look of rejection and thousands of miles away all day long, but you have a soft spot for this little bitch, you say, what am I not as good as her?

As soon as the words fell, Wutong spat at her, but because he couldn't exert any strength in his body, he didn't spit on her face, but sprayed it on his own face, shouting:

Of course you old goblin is no better than me, you are neither as beautiful as me, nor as young as me, you are simply an old witch, an old goblin, an old broken shoe, an old shameless.

How can an excellent man like Xiang Fang like him like an old woman like you who is about to lose her teeth, I think you will die of this heart......

Before she could finish her words, Qingyan's ear scraper fanned down again, slapping her into a grin.

She had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

She knew that if she made Qingyan angry again, then she would definitely die a miserable death.

Although it was Wutong who was beaten, Qingyan's face seemed to have been beaten, and suddenly became ugly, full of infinite resentment and resentment, and said coldly:

I know that I am old, and I am not as good-looking as these little girls, nor as gentle as these little girls, and you will never like me.

Slowly, my heart has died, I just want to bury you in my heart forever, as long as I can look at you from afar.

However, what he never expected was that the dart head of the dignified Central Plains Dart Bureau, the famous fast knife Xiang Fang in the rivers and lakes, was such a narrow-minded person.

Not only have you reduced me from the master of a branch hall to a lowly servant, but you have also sent me to this barren mountain to monitor the movements of the dead fat pig, and you have not allowed me to leave here for half a step without the order of the palace master.

I know that you are doing this to cut off my thoughts about you, and you don't want me to pester you anymore, and I don't blame you, and if I were in your position, maybe I would do the same.

Her tone grew more and more agitated.

At the beginning, the expression on her face was still calm and unfazed, but later, it slowly turned into a snake, a snake that wanted to bite, and continued:

I think that the feud between us may end slowly like this, although twenty years is not very long, but it is enough to dilute everything.

However, do you know that a few days ago, who was the silkworm lady who was killed by your precious apprentice Zhuo Bufan in the turmoil? She is my only sister.

Over the years, if it weren't for her, maybe I would have died a long time ago, under the hooves of others, in the mud, in humiliation.

Twenty years ago, you took my heart and trampled on my love, and after these twenty years, your precious apprentice has taken away my only relative.

Why are the people associated with you so vicious, why are you all so ruthless, and how much more do you want to take away from me?

Speaking of this, she actually began to cry, like a really injured woman, crying so sadly, so miserable.

As we all know, in the battle in the turmoil, in order to force Feng Gongzi to commit suicide, the silkworm lady hijacked Feng Yifei's fiancée for Lei Tingen.

Unexpectedly, Li Cunxiao and Bai Gongzi suddenly appeared, which made things take a turn for the better, not only killing the silkworm lady, but also driving Lei Tingen crazy.

Although these things had nothing to do with Zhuo Bufan, I don't know why, Qingyan wanted to settle this account on Zhuo Bufan's head.

Of course, Xiang Fang also knew the truth of these things, but he didn't mean to explain.

He didn't even want to explain.

Perhaps, it was because Qingyan's words just now made him feel a little guilty.

Although he has the right to dislike others, he has not stopped others from liking him.

Moreover, in order to prevent others from liking him, it is indeed a not very righteous thing to send her to such a barren mountain and wilderness.

That's why he didn't want to explain.

As Qingyan himself said just now, although twenty years is not a long time, it is enough to dilute everything in the world, whether it is love or hate.

Wutong covered Qingyan's slightly swollen cheeks, looked at Kuaidao Xiangfang's slightly guilty face, and then looked at Qingyan, who had a resentful face, and struggled hard.

She seemed to want to explain something for him, but Xiang Fang suddenly grabbed her, shook his head at her, and motioned for her not to act rashly.

Qingyan snorted coldly, suddenly got up, walked to the window and looked outside.

At this moment, the sky was almost bright, but the starlight in the sky not only did not dim, but seemed to be bright, almost dazzling.

However, in the starlight, the night around the inn was not only not dim, but it was even darker, and the ink was as thick as if it had been poisoned.

The moment before dawn is always the darkest.

Qingyan picked the wick of the oil lamp placed on the table, and the light began to spread throughout the inn, but Xiang Fang felt that the house was even colder, and it was terrifyingly cold.

Perhaps, it's because the expression on Qingyan's face is too cold.

And it wasn't until this time that Xiang Fang finally understood how he had unknowingly fallen into the "Breeze Miasma" cast by the green smoke.

It's an oil lamp.

"Breeze and miasma" is in the wick of the oil lamp, and when the oil lamp is burning, the miasma of "breeze and miasma" is also released.

No wonder they looked at Qingyan and didn't do anything at all, and they were poisoned for no reason.

However, I only found out now, is it a little late?

Looking at the clear traces of the "ethereal breeze" that emerged after the wick was picked up, Qingyan's face became even more cruel, and he said angrily:

Do you know how I felt when I saw my sister's body, and have you ever tasted the loss of your only loved one?

At that time, I swore that whether it was the wind flying or Zhuo Bufan, whether it was your quick knife or the fang, I would make you double the amount of money to repay this blood debt, so ......