Chapter 927

Sima Jingxuan in the inn has been waiting for a long time. In fact, he has been waiting for nangongyan since he got the weapon manual.

Sima Jing hung a strange smile on his face. Qingxue, you want to be clean with me, but I'm not as good as you.

Whether you admit it or not, we all have an indelible year. You can't get rid of me in this life, whether you read or Qingxue.

Sima Jing's whole expression was almost distorted, and his eyes jumped with excitement and madness.

This is his sorrow, but it is also his only pleasure.

Whether he can get it or not doesn't care so much, but he won't let nangongyan live in peace.

He wants them to live in his shadow all their life. In fact, it's also a good way for Qingxue to remember himself.

When Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue arrived, Sima Jingxuan had prepared wine and vegetables in the room.

In this way, it seems that nangongyan didn't come to rob things, but came to a banquet.

Sima Jing said faintly, "here you are. Sit down."

Ji Qingxue frowned and asked coldly, "we have come. Hand over the weapon spectrum quickly!"

Sima Jing looked up at her with a smile on his face: "Qingxue, don't be so anxious. Sit down and eat something, and we'll talk slowly!"

Ji Qingxue just wants to turn his eyes at the moment. We should make it clear that they are here to rob things, not to drink and chat with him about life.

Ji Qingxue didn't say anything before he refused. The whole person was gently pressed by Nangong Yan and sat on the chair.

Ji Qingxue turned to look at him and asked him what he wanted to do with his eyes. Nangong Yan replied with a smile: "ah Xue, since he kindly invited us, we don't have to prevaricate."

Sima Jingxuan saw Nangong Yan's hand resting on Ji Qingxue's shoulder. His eyes couldn't help darkening. He wanted to... He wanted to chop off his hands.

Nangong Yan sat next to Ji Qingxue, picked up chopsticks and gently asked her, "does ah Xue have anything to eat?"

Ji Qingxue is helpless. What to eat this morning! Sima Jingxuan even got such a table of wine and vegetables. They really think they are here to talk about ideals. There are bags in their heads!

"Come on, what do you want to do?" Ji Qingxue looked at Sima's mirror with alert eyes.

Sima Jing pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth: "nothing, it's just that I haven't had a good meal with you for a long time, so I want to make up for my shortcomings today."

Sima Jing hung with "you". Obviously, he didn't pay attention to Nangong Yan next to him.

For him, the existence of nangongyan is dispensable.

Nangong Yan was not angry either. He put a cake in her bowl and said with a smile, "you must be tired last night. In the morning, you drank a bowl of porridge and ate some more. In case you don't have strength later, you have to ask me to take you back."

When talking, Nangong Yan always had a gentle smile on his face. There was some helplessness between the lines, but he was full of spoil.

Ji Qingxue's face was slightly hot, so he put his hand under the table, twisted it gently on his thigh, and whispered, "what are you talking about?"

Nangong Yan's face remained unchanged, but he kept putting things in her bowl, as if he really wanted to feed her into a pig.

Just when Ji Qingxue turned his head, Sima Jing hung and saw the blue and purple marks on her neck clearly.

Sima Jingxuan also knew what caused it. Coupled with Nangong Yan's extremely ambiguous words, at that moment, Sima Jingxuan's chest seemed to have huge waves.

Anger, jealousy and murder were intertwined in his mind, and finally turned into green veins on his hands.

Nangongyan is the most sensitive to murderous Qi. He knows that the other party has been killed, but the greater Sima Jingxuan's reaction, the happier he is.

Ji Qingxue is from head to toe, from inside to outside, even a hair is his. Sima Jingxuan covets her not overnight.

In that case, he should let Sima Jingxuan know clearly that Sima Jingxuan has never had a chance to win in this matter.

Unable to resist Nangong Yan's hot and concerned eyes, Ji Qingxue hardened her scalp and ate several cakes he sandwiched.

Nangong Yan asked with a smile, "is it delicious?"

Ji Qingxue smiled and said, "it's OK, it's OK."

Ji Qingxue looked at Nangong Yan and Sima Jingxuan. She thought, my old swan, how does the atmosphere feel strange?

Sima Jing was unwilling to be outdone, and he also mixed dishes for Ji Qingxue. He said gently, "the cook here is still much worse than the imperial cook in the palace of the kingdom of Wei. You can make do with it."

Ji Qingxue looked a little stiff. Sima Jing hung but turned a blind eye. He still said to himself, "remember when we were in the Weiguo palace, you loved to eat this golden cake. I found it for a long time. Try it."

Ji Qingxue said in a deep voice, "no, I have no appetite."

After talking, Ji Qingxue glanced in the direction of Nangong Yan for fear that he would be angry because of Sima Jingxuan's words.

This fear is not because she had anything with Sima Jingxuan. Even if she stayed in the Weiguo palace for a year, she felt very calm, because she didn't do anything wrong with Sima Jingxuan.

The reason why she was afraid was that chuxun, who was the most unstable, was sitting next to her.

She was afraid that he would directly lift the table if he was unhappy. Unfortunately, her worry was too much. Nangong Yan didn't lift the table, but kept smiling at her.

It's just that I'm too cautious to look at this smile.

Ji Qingxue couldn't see what Sima Jingxuan was going to do, and didn't want to waste that energy to guess. She directly said, "Sima Jingxuan, how do you want to give us the weapon spectrum?"

Sima Jing hung down his chopsticks and said in a low voice, "Qingxue, I'll give you the weapon spectrum."

Ji Qing Xuehu stared at him suspiciously: "don't you ask for anything?"

Although they will never do it, Sima Jingxuan's look of no desire is very different from him, and she is ready to fight.

Sima Jingxuan saw the distrust in her eyes, and the smile on her lips was a little bitter: "Qingxue, you used to trust me."

When she was still thinking, she believed him wholeheartedly. Now she wants the weapon manual and is willing to give it with both hands, but she doesn't want to believe it anymore.

Ji Qingxue said faintly, "Sima Jingxuan, I didn't come here today to hear what you said."

Frankly speaking, Sima Jingxuan was very kind to her when she was at the Weiguo palace, except for feeding her lost soul powder.

She was like a canary in a cage. She couldn't go anywhere and lost her freedom.

Ji Qingxue always had a barrier in her heart, so she couldn't mention forgiveness.