Chapter 735

Su Mu Ying turned her eyes and glanced at the vestibule garden. She moved in her heart and sipped her lips.

Step forward to the garden.

It's winter, but Su's garden is full of vitality.

Isn't it weird?

Especially in the middle of a large piece of Datura, any color.

The black mandala is especially prosperous, and the petals are charming and soft.

Sappan lips with a soft smile, a faint cold light.

She reached out her hand, gently brushed a soft petal, and dropped a string of crystal dew.

Su muying chuckles, her mind suddenly a clear.

Other things she can't compare with Yu Zhenhuan. With poison, Yu Zhenhuan can't compare with her.

Moreover, compared with Leng Yichen, she has more and more disliked Yu Zhenhuan.

Why?

Su muying sneered.

She pulled off the petals of a datura flower and held it tightly in her hand.

Eyes flash cold and treacherous light, lips smile is still like a gentle spring breeze.

"Miss, the potion you want." Someone handed Su muying with a small porcelain vase.

Su muying put down the water he was about to drink, picked up his lips and laughed, and reached for it.

"How about it?" Su muying is playing with the small porcelain vase in her hand. She raises her eyebrows and smiles at the corner of her eyes, but her voice is cold and incomparable.

"Miss, this poison is tasteless and colorless." The man understood what Su muying asked, and after a pause, he continued.

"Good."

The smile on her lips was softer, but her eyes were colder.

Clench the small porcelain bottle in the hand.

Yu Zhenhuan, this is what happened to you with my grandmother's ashes.

And

The new account is calculated together with the old one.

However, Yu Zhenhuan is not so easy to deal with.

But he has weaknesses. There are weaknesses.

And this weakness, this weakness, is his brother.

Cold morning light.

Since cold dawn can't be seen now, it's not a good time for her to start.

Su muying plans well in his mind, and then hums coldly.

Yu Zhenhuan, this time, you will lose!

Yu family.

Leng Chenxi was resting quietly on the sofa when someone came forward and handed him a glass of water: "young master, are you thirsty? Drink some water. "

Cold dawn did not think much, nodded, groped for the cup of water, sipped it gently, and then put it on the table in front of her.

Looking at the cold dawn drink down, that person's eyes across a very strange light.

"Miss, it's done."

"Good."

At the end of the phone, Su muying said.

"Now Let's just wait for the rabbit... "

When Yu Zhenhuan returned home, he saw cold morning sun curled up on the sofa.

"Dawn? What's the matter? " Yu Zhenhuan worried, rushed to comfort the way.

"Big brother..."

The cold dawn raised his head with difficulty.

Leng Chenxi's face was pale and pale, just like the color of a fierce ghost. His lips were not the peach red of his original lips, but dyed with a layer of dark purple.

"Dawn, what's the matter with you?" Yu Zhenhuan shakes his body, eyes red to crack, hissing and roaring.

Leng Chenxi didn't answer him because he was too painful to speak.

Frown tightly into a group, cold dawn tried to hold back, not to let his pain cry out.

Yu Zhenhuan didn't know what to do, so he had to watch him suffer next to the cold morning light, and his heart became a mass.

It took a long time for the cold morning to calm down. His face was still pale, but he no longer felt pain.

"Dawn, what's going on?" Yu Zhenhuan asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." Cold morning light's voice is very light, some weak, "just still good, suddenly pain up..."

"How?" Yu Zhenhuan frowned.

He helped the cold morning light up and said in a soft voice, "dawn, you go to have a rest first, or you are not comfortable. Tell me."

Cold dawn nodded and went back to the room pale.

Yu Zhenhuan pondered over what was going on.

"Ring bell -"

the phone rings.

"Yu Zhenhuan, what's wrong with your brother?" Su muying's voice faintly with a smile, put on a very worried look.

Yu Zhenhuan understood as soon as he heard it. He immediately widened his eyes and narrowed his eyes. He was full of anger and his voice was a little murderous.

"Su muying, is it you?"

"What am I?" Su muying chuckles and asks the tunnel.

"Did you poison it?" Yu Zhenhuan sneered and suddenly became clear in his heart.

"It's me."

Su muying's fingers gently tap the edge of the table, the other hand holds the mobile phone, the corner of the lip gently picked up, the voice is shallow and light."Su muying! Why? " Yu Zhenhuan gritted his teeth, and his voice sounded very angry.

"Yu Zhenhuan, when will you return my grandmother's ashes to me? When will I give the antidote to Leng Chenxi. Of course, if you can untie my poison, that's good for you, isn't it? " Su Mu Ying narrowed her eyes and said mercilessly.

Yu Zhenhuan gritted his teeth and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he was worried about the cold dawn.

"Well, tomorrow, I will return your grandmother's ashes, and you will give me the antidote."

"That's settled."

Su muying directly hung up the phone, biting the lip flap, and pinching her nails into the flesh, she did not believe that there was no way to deal with Yu Zhenhuan. This is not, she has already achieved half of the success.

Hang up the phone, Yu Zhenhuan ran to see him in the cold dawn room.

The cold morning fell asleep.

The face of the cold dawn is still a little white, but the color of the lip is getting better.

"Dawn, I'm sorry..."

Worried and distressed, Yu Zhenhuan stares at Leng Chenxi for a long time, reaches out and touches Leng Chenxi's cheek, sighs low, and turns to leave the room.

Yu Zhenhuan called a man, turned his back and looked at the scenery outside the window. His voice was cold and treacherous: "where is the ashes?"

In fact, the ashes of Su muying's grandmother have been in Yu Zhenhuan's place, but only hidden in a very hidden place, not in the Yu family.

When Su Duan Ying found out, he followed him.

But he did not understand why the ashes of old Buddha Su should be put in the place of grandfather Leng Yichen.

Later I heard that it was the two men who had made an alliance.

After that, he sent people to the cemetery to dig away the ashes in order to make good use of Su muying.

"Young master, it's still there."

"Take it back." Yu Zhenhuan lifted the corner of his lips indifferently, and his voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

After a while, the man came back, but his hands were empty.

Yu Zhenhuan has a bad feeling in his mind.

"Where's the ashes?"

"No, young man..." The man's voice trembled a little.

"What?" Yu Zhenhuan's anger rose sharply.

"It's true, young master. It's really gone."

The man said again, word by word.

Yu Zhenhuan's eyes gradually narrowed and looked outside.

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