Wenjo bit his teeth.

"How do you feel?"

Wenjo's lips were closed and he did not open his mouth.

"Is there a sense of powerlessness that you can't control while wandering around the gates of hell?"

Wenqiao still did not speak, and the car soon stopped at Wenqiao's lane.

Two people in the front row got out of the car.

The carriage was quiet. The autumn rain was falling, and Wenqiao sat still.

He xihuai smile: "that kind of taste how?"

Wenjo glanced at him. "You mean it."

He xihuai didn't deny: "it was intentional. I once struggled in that kind of hell. You don't know how hopeless my hope is."

After all, the master is so powerful that it is a miracle that he can succeed.

Wenqiao looked at him with a smile: "there is a little brother personality, he will not come out again?"

He xihuai's eyes flashed a cold light: "that's his cowardly face, not mine, I don't have that useless time."

Wenqiao raised eyebrows: "I see."

He xihuai returned to calm: "wait for a long time, you are also used to that kind of taste, in fact, it is nothing."

Wenjo: "Oh."

He xihuai: "don't you want to know how to overcome that kind of struggling, restless and confused mood?"

Wenjo: not bad

How could she say what he wanted to hear, as he wished.

He xihuai narrowed his eyes: "Oh? How can I listen to your voice? You enjoy it? "

"Can I get out of the car now?" Wenqiao leaned back in his chair

He xihuai finally took the initiative to say: "your symptoms, no solution."

Wenjo's eyes fell.

He xihuai continued: "that kind of irascible, manic mood will only nibble at you bit by bit. Finally, it will cover your nature. Finally, you will become the same person as me."

Wenqiao suddenly felt out a Swiss Army knife. The action was so fierce that he xihuai didn't react. The blade of the knife had already reached his neck.

He xihuai was not flustered at all: "has it reached this point? Can't help but want to kill? "

Wenqiao said coldly: "I only tell you that your wishful thinking will fail. When you finally compensate your wife and fold your soldiers, don't regret it."

He xihuai laughed: "then We'll see. "

He xihuai's bodyguard was panicked and wanted to open the car door. He raised his hand gently to signal the bodyguard to step back.

For a long time, wenjo released his imprisonment, suddenly opened the door and got out of the car.

He xihuai straightened the cuffs of his suit, looked at the girl's back, and chuckled, "let's go."

Si Yu held an umbrella for Wenqiao, saw her holding a dagger in her hand, worried: "are you ok?"

"It's OK," wenjo said with difficulty

Wenqiao stood at the entrance of the alley for a long time. The rain fell from the umbrella eaves, and the autumn wind made her conscious gradually.

She walked along the alley to the door of her house. She was about to enter when her wrist was suddenly caught and she was taken into a wide arms.

Looking up, her brother Nanli's eyes are heavy. On the autumn night full of rain, he seems to have some worries.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows: "what's wrong with me?"

The whole person was held up directly. Qin Bei held up his umbrella, and felt that the dog food had made him a little support.

Wenjo shrugged: "I really don't know what's wrong with you."

Fu Nanli dropped a sentence: "Si Yu, say to her family, don't go back tonight."

"Yes, Mr. Fu."