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Beat him into a sieve?

Maybe I didn't know Ye Qianqian before, but I didn't expect her to say such shocking words.

I thought she was just that cold! She doesn't know how to joke or interact with others. I really didn't expect her to have such a side to her!

It really made me look at her in a different light.

Li Ke gave Shen Tuo a call. From the sound of his voice, he seemed to be in a hurry. Shen Tuo didn't even wave his hand to indicate he was leaving as usual, but left in a hurry.

I hadn't seen Shen Tuo's expression yet, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances. When the pressure around me suddenly dropped, I hastily retracted my gaze and looked at the person beside me.

"About that, there seems to be something going on with Shen Tuo."

I didn't have anything to say, but it was obvious that my skills weren't very good. After I finished speaking, I felt extremely awkward.

After that, the three of us were the only ones left in the courtyard. Zishan was sitting elegantly, and the sunlight shined on his body, creating a radiance on his white feathered clothes. As long as he had a pair of wings, he would be like an angel.

I was stunned by my own thoughts. Unknowingly, a small curve appeared on the corner of my mouth. 'I wonder if Zishan has ever heard of an angel …'

Ye Qianqian probably noticed that I was staring at Zishan with a lovestruck expression, as if I wanted to eat him up. She quickly packed up her things and went out to watch the old man play chess. As I passed by, I even said something in a low voice. The skin on my face was almost on fire.

"I'll be back in an hour. Be careful!"

What did that mean? What do you mean pay attention? You'll be back in an hour. We're fine. And what was that look you had? I don't understand it myself, do you?

I watched Ye Qianqian's back as she left. At the same time, I wished her all the aunts and uncles in my heart. In the end, I didn't forget to put a smile on my face.

I don't know if it's because of that skinwalker, but I feel that a lot of people around me have changed their personalities.

I don't know much about his personality, I don't know how to compare it with him, maybe because of the different relationship between them I would pay more attention to him, which is why I think he has changed.) Then there was Ye Qianqian, who was completely different from the cold-blooded and arrogant Ye Qianqian I had known in the past; then there was Shen Tuo.

He was less of a ruffian than he used to be, and now he looked more like a gentleman. But as for his change, I think it's because he's been too busy lately, so it's hard to say if he has the time to act like a ruffian.

I watched Ye Qianqian disappear from my line of sight with my back towards Zishan's body. I, who was in the same space as Zishan Liang, actually started to feel a little nervous, as if something wasn't natural.

He didn't even know how to put his hands or feet!

And just as I was wondering if it would be natural to put my arms around my shoulders, or to put them in my pockets, the sun behind me was suddenly blocked by something, and a shadow, not too big, fell over me.

In an instant, my back stiffened. I could only feel the slightly cold body temperature of the person standing behind me and my usual tone. "Why did she leave?"

"She has something to take care of!"

"This King thinks that she is doing it so that she won't disturb us!"

When the cold breath once again blew by my ear, my whole body immediately tensed up. Fortunately, I still had my rationality and knew that I couldn't overdo many things in the broad daylight. As a conservative person, I couldn't even give him a kiss!

"Well, let's go for a walk."

Just as I turned my head, before I could finish my sentence, my lips felt a chill without warning, followed by an explosion in my mind. I didn't dare move for a long time, and even my breathing seemed to have forgotten which route to take. It was only when I was holding my breath that my vision blackened to the point of fainting, and then my legs gave way and I fell out of his arms!

I am now seriously suspecting how I came here last night, it is impressive that I didn't faint!

Or did I have a dream last night?

The hand of Zishan's death was already behind me now, gently looping me in his broad chest.

Then there was a wave of ice and fire — my face was hot, and his chest was a little cold.

Fortunately, the temperature was different, so I was able to maintain my composure a little bit under this inexplicable tension.

His heart didn't beat in his chest, which felt a little empty. There was no acceleration or no ripple of feedback, and I found him somewhat unfathomable.

I still don't know how I feel about him. Did he like him or did he like his face that could overshadow everything in the world? Or am I just used to it?

I was grateful for his protection, and I relied on his embrace. Although I didn't want to admit it, there were times when I didn't like his status.

There was always a thing that had once flashed through my mind as a film review, so I felt that the only reason I had any objection to him, or the tension I felt at seeing him as if he were an idol, was because I was afraid that we might end up in a different world.

I am a little afraid to love him wholeheartedly

Though I had thought about it, about being his wife at the top of the underworld with him when I was dead, I was even willing to go after ghosts for that purpose (that was the real reason I had so readily decided to make amends for the loss of the comic book). But when I achieved what seemed like a normal goal of becoming his wife, I was, after all, already a dead man.

But in the years I was alive, what was I supposed to do? I've always loved him. From the age of twenty onwards, I've never married. I've told everyone that I have a husband, oh right, and a son. They're all very powerful and have very high status. They're all nobles, and they're all dead …

Regardless of whether or not I can say this out loud, I'm afraid that if I say it out loud, none of my parents and friends will accept it!

In this warm and somewhat cold embrace, I felt for a moment that it was a sin to be alive.

Perhaps, or perhaps, I could try to bring the Sansa back to life?

This matter involves the Ghost Seal. I hope Zhao Xue didn't lie to me about this matter.

As I thought about my little plan, I squeezed my face into his arms again, trying to absorb more of his warmth. It was so hot that I was still drowsy even after so long.

However, for some unknown reason, at such a cozy time, there would always be something that would ruin the atmosphere. It was even more punctual than the television series "Heaven Collapses and Earth Collapses", as if appearing to show how the word "coincidence" was written!

Just as I was about to say something warm, the quiet courtyard exploded with a loud bang. As the dust flew in the air, I could only watch as the deeply ingrained rose in the flower bed in the middle of the yard shook a little. The more fragile ones had already dug up the soil and were facing the sky, dying.

An earthquake? My face turned pale. Since I was young, I had never experienced an earthquake but after experiencing countless earthquakes, I suddenly remembered that I had learned a lot of escaping skills. I quickly grabbed Zishan's spine and prepared to bend down to escape.

I was also scared silly, I actually even forgot the identity and ability of Zishan's death! If there really is an earthquake, we won't even need to run. Flying directly into the air would be safer!

Thus, Zi Sang's death was naturally not dragged away by me. Only his hands, which were behind me, were able to hug me even more tightly. It was as if I were about to be stuffed into his body. My nose and eyes were all strained, and I even found it hard to breathe.

The tremors soon stopped, and I, slow as I was, knew that this was no longer an earthquake.

I struggled a few times to get out of Zishan's arms, but I failed. He had no intention of making me turn around, he just kept pressing down on my body so that I couldn't turn around and couldn't move.

My heart was filled with doubt, but I couldn't struggle any longer. There was something he didn't want me to look at, so I stayed in his embrace until a rough voice sounded behind me. "Inside the main hall!"

I broke out in a cold sweat!

Wasn't that the voice of the Skinner Tong Zhan? Why is he here?

"Do I have to bring back the beauties in my arms to enjoy? "Hehe …" The sound of sand grinding against glass caused goosebumps to appear all over one's body. I shivered.

"Evil creature!" Is he courting death? " The voice of Zishan's death came from above my head, low and dignified, with an unquenchable fury.

"Please calm your anger, I am not here to hurt you, this is an invitation from the second prince. Three days later, it will be a few days later, I will have to trouble you to meet him."

Behind me, the stench of blood drifted over, and my arm loosened as if I were picking up something, probably the invitation.

The sky and earth shook again, but I was tightly hugged by Sang Zhijun, so I didn't show any signs of losing my composure.

I let go of the hand behind me and stood up. I turned around to look at the hand that had been staring at me with a frown, then my scalp went numb from head to toe!

No wonder there was the smell of blood just now. It would be strange if there was no smell of blood on such a bloody piece of human skin. Furthermore, why did the face of this human skin look so familiar?

Despite my intense nausea, my heart was beating faster as I took a closer look at the human skin on his face. Although I had already mentally prepared myself, when I was certain that it was Little Juan's skin, my body still stiffened!

How could this be? I clearly remember driving that skinwalker out of that farmhouse. How could Little Juan still be dead? And when I left, I didn't remember that little Juan had that cat on her collarbone

It doesn't seem to be there …

I thought about it more carefully. My body was completely drenched in cold sweat. For the past few days, Little Juan had been wearing high-collared clothes. Actually, I didn't see what she looked like!

Zi Sang was somewhat puzzled when he saw that I had lost my soul. He hugged me tightly with one hand and held onto the dripping blood with the other. "What's wrong with you?"

My eyes blurred, and thinking about how she was still alive when I gave her to Li Huan, I couldn't tell myself for a moment that she was a skinned corpse.

A strong sense of guilt shot up from the bottom of my heart to the top of my head, and it was as if an electric current had run through my cerebral cortex, causing me to almost lose my will to think.

With trembling hands, I took the piece of human skin from Zishan's hands. I didn't know what kind of gaze I should use to express my current feelings, so I just stared at the piece of human skin with the blood still dripping down. "I left her there. Did I harm her?"