Chapter 156： have something to say

Hua Liangzi took a few steps back, her eyes timid, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

She kept mumbling, "If you have something to say, say it well, impulse is the devil."

Yan Zhixu weighed the peach wood sword and glanced at Nan Zelin who was sleeping on the bed.

For some reason, his face was pale, and there were beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Her eyes were cold, "Tell me, why do you want to influence him?"

The younger cousin suddenly turned from a soft and cute milk dumpling to a black belly, and there is another dirty thing in the room, which is very doubtful.

Hua Liangzi shook her head like garlic, "I didn't, when did I influence him?"

God knows, she has always lived in this doll, and she has never done anything wrong.

Yan Zhixu stared at the girl's face, and a trace of waves flashed in his eyes.

This woman was supposed to have a smooth and peaceful life, but she died young at a young age.

The breath of the whole body is pure, and it is true that it has not harmed anyone, so it is possible to be rational and not completely lost.

Yan Zhixu's tongue licked the perfect lip shape, and his long legs took a few steps forward, "Then tell me, what happened to him?"

Following his gaze, he saw Nan Zelin lying on the bed with a pale face.

Hua Liangzi twitched the corners of her mouth, her heart was full of sadness, and tears almost flowed out, "I'm wronged, this blame is too much, it's almost snowing in June."

This little sick Jiao was injured when she returned to her room, it really has nothing to do with her.

The two of them have coexisted peacefully for so long, so she couldn't suddenly attack.

Hey... I was a scapegoat in my lifetime, but I didn't expect that I would continue to bear the blame when I died. I guess I can't get rid of this scapegoat.

"Prefer not to say?"

Yan Zhixu picked up the peach wood sword, pinched the tactic in his hand, chanted words, and swiped the sword in his hand.

Mu Jian saw blood, Kaifeng, and powerful spiritual power burst out in the room.

The airflow formed by the impact of the spiritual energy lifted Hua Liangzi up, hit the wall behind her, and crashed down a few seconds later.

"Cough cough cough..."

There was severe pain in all the limbs, she clutched her chest and shrank back in embarrassment.

This peach wood sword has been consecrated, and the mana of the woman in front of it is not low.

Yan Zhixu moved his fingers, raised his sword and held the opponent, "Are you going to tell me now?"

This girl has never killed a living, and there is no strong sin on her body. She will not start too hard and directly take this little life.

"Don't, don't continue."

She was seriously injured by this blow, and she couldn't bear the next wave of attacks.

Hua Liangzi leaned against the wall and stood up staggeringly, wiping the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth with her other hand, "I was wrong, I said, I'll say it right away..."

Although she really didn't know where she was wrong, she didn't even know what to say to keep this young lady from getting angry.

Yan Zhixu nodded, walked aside, pulled out a chair and sat down, listening intently, "Speak."

Hua Liangzi typed the draft several times in her heart, "It's a long story."

Yan Zhixu didn't like this, "Let's make a long story short."

As he spoke, he moved the peach wood sword in his hand, which implied a threat.

Seeing this action, Hua Liangzi was stubbornly cowardly, and shrank her neck, not daring to have any more fuss, "Okay, I said I said..."

Woohoo, this young lady is simply a cruel devil.

While she was mourning for herself, Nan Zelin, who was lying on the bed, turned his body, felt pain in his back, and groaned uncomfortably.

"Well……"

His eyelashes fluttered slightly.