After a round of fighting, Wan Chuer loosened Zhuo Yao's hair. Zhuo Yao fell to the ground. She just felt her face hurt and numb.

She lay on the ground and slowed down for a while. The pain became more and more obvious. The fear of being beaten in her heart became fierce and unwilling.

Why?

Why did she suffer such unfair treatment!

When she was in middle school, she was better than Wan Chuer and was recognized as the goddess of the school. She should have been admitted to the capital during the college entrance examination, and then had unlimited scenery.

But now she lies on the ground, at the feet of Wan Chuer, and goes to a second-class University, while Wan Chuer is high above.

For what?

Why is wan chu'er not as good as her from everywhere? Now she is better than her everywhere!

She is the one who should step on WAN Chuer!

Wan chu'er looked coldly at Zhuo Yao at the bottom of his feet and said, "Zhuo Yao, I didn't become rotten and bad as you wish. Did I disappoint you very much?" Hearing this, Zhuo Yao Huoran raised her head and looked fiercely at Wan chu'er.

Wan chu'er stepped on her back and said definitely, "it's no use for you to stare at broken eyes. I tell you, I'll only get better and better in the future, and then I'll leave you far behind and step on you forever. You can only pop on the ground and look up to me in the future."

Forever trampled at the feet of Wan Chuer?

At the thought of this possibility, Zhuo Yao felt like being fried in oil. She felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to go crazy.

Yan Hui looked at it quietly. Without a word, his expression was still as safe as before.

Zhuo Yao glanced at Yan Hui and hissed, "you see, Wan Chuer beat people like this. She is a shrew, a gangster and has no shame. I advise you to leave her early."

Yan Hui smiled: "I like everything about her."

Zhuo Yao was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

Wan Chuer stumbled and almost carried it to Zhuo Yao. He didn't know whether Yan Hui cooperated with her to deliberately annoy Zhuo Yao or was joking. Wan Chuer took back his feet and threw a sentence contemptuously: "Zhuo Yao, that's still the sentence. I'll see you once and hit you once."

Then he will go away.

Looking at Wan Chuer's arrogant back and Yan Hui, Zhuo Yao was angry and shouted with all her strength:

"Wan chu'er, you can't die easily. Just like your father, you were sent out as sacrificial objects!"

Wan chu'er, who was taking a big step forward, immediately settled in place as if he had been hit by a acupoint. His brain cracked down like a thunder, and all life was destroyed.

Half a ring, she felt that her blood was going to stop flowing, and her hands and feet began to numb.

Yan Hui was very worried. He stretched out his hand and patted Wan Chuer on the shoulder.

"Chu'er, are you okay?"

This beat was like solving the acupoint. Wan chu'er, who was settled, turned around and threw down a sentence: "don't come over." In the blink of an eye, she ran back to Zhuo Yao.

Zhuo Yao only felt her scalp hurt. Wan Chuer grabbed her hair again.

"What did you just say? Repeat it for me again. " Wan chu'er's face was cruel, as if he was going to eat Zhuo Yao.

Zhuo Yao was startled, "you... What are you doing?"

"Pa!"

A loud slap sounded, and Wan chu'er slapped her in the face in cold blood.

"Just say it again!"

Zhuo Yao was afraid. Now Wan Chuer is like a devil from hell. He is cruel and cruel. She trembled and said, "I'm wrong... I..."

"Pa!" Another slap hit Zhuo Yao's cheek, and the red fingerprint was very obvious.

"Say what you just said again!" Wan Chuer almost roared.

Zhuo Yao covered her face in fear and hurriedly said, "you... You can't die well, just like your father... You were sent to make sacrificial items..." then she begged for mercy: "I'm wrong. I'm talking nonsense. Don't hit me."

But this time, Wan Chuer didn't hit her again. Zhuo Yao waited for a while. She didn't wait for WAN Chuer's reaction. She carefully took her hand away and secretly looked at Wan Chuer.

But wan chu'er stayed there, his eyes straight.

Zhuo Yao wants to leave her, but wan Chuer still grabs her hair.

It seemed that she felt Zhuo Yao's movement, and Wan Chuer came back to her senses. She asked coldly, "what does it mean that my father was sent to be a sacrificial object? How do you know? "

One of her fists was clenched and put in front of Zhuo Yao. It seemed that if Zhuo Yao said a wrong word or didn't say it, she would fight.

Zhuo Yao trembled and said, "I... don't know. I heard my father say once when he was drunk. He said... Your father was treated as a sacrificial object, bled out and died... I pestered my father and asked him. My father said he also heard what people said. What else... I don't know anything. That's all I know. Let me go."

Wan Chuer's heart was dull and painful. Her eyes stared at Zhuo Yao fiercely, "do you have anything to hide me?"

"No, no, really no, sobbing..." Zhuo Yao regretted why she provoked Wan Chuer, a crazy woman, and cried with fear and sadness. Wan Chuer asked again, "where is your father now?" Zhuo Yao sobbed and said, "my father died in a car accident last year." " Don't appear in front of me again. " Wan chu'er loosened Zhuo Yao's hair and walked forward with cold body and expressionless face. When she passed by Yan Hui, she said nothing. Yan Hui frowned and looked at Zhuo Yao sobbing over there, and then at Wan chu'er who lost his energy and spirit in a moment. He followed Wan Chuer silently, didn't speak, just walked with her. Wan Chuer was confused. There was only one sentence in his brain that kept echoing“ Your father was treated as a sacrificial object and bled... "Is this true? She hoped it was not true, but her only reason told her that it was probably true. Otherwise, why didn't they tell her and Bai Zhi the details of the sacrifice of the eternal kingdom? Otherwise, why would the army send Jiang Kechu to take care of their mother and daughter. The army is unjustifiable. I feel uneasy about my conscience. Yan Hui tried to talk to Wan chu'er, but wan chu'er couldn't hear him at all and didn't give him a response. He was completely immersed in his sadness. Unknowingly, Wan Chuer walked up the Phoenix Mountain. She sat quietly behind a big stone, holding her knees with both hands and staring blankly. Yan Hui sat not far away, completely out of the mood to see the scenery. He looked at Wan chu'er for a moment, afraid of her accident. At this time, Wan chu'er was like a wounded little beast, hiding alone in the corner licking the wound, lonely and lonely. It seems so thin and pitiful that infinite sympathy rises in people's hearts. He heard Zhuo Yao's words. He didn't know if Zhuo Yao was good and Wan Chuer said anything else. Yan Hui thought, do you want to help Wan Chuer check it out? He really couldn't bear to see Wan Chuer abuse himself like this. Pride should be Wan Chuer's appearance. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.