? But there is no way, he wants to talk to his brother Ze Shi so much, even if it is just a fragment, he can't help but want to say a few more words to him.

The venerable business fainted with pain.

Just when Yan Bupo wanted to continue to stir the dagger in his hand, a pair of white jade-like hands stopped him.

Yan Bupo was stunned, and then repelled by the volley.

The venerable merchant panted roughly and saw the person in front of him clearly.

She was simply wearing a T-shirt and shorts, holding a huge knife that didn't match her figure, just standing in front of him.

Looking at her, the senior merchant finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Bupo looked at the person in front of him, his expression gradually turning cold.

His narrow eyes were narrowed, and he could perceive the majestic spiritual power of her.

"Who are you?"

Ye Chuijin sighed, "Do you know a word?"

"what?"

"The villain died of talking too much."

After this sentence, she picked up the heavy knife in her hand and chopped it over.

There was a flash of lightning and thunder on the ground, and the trees outside the window were trembling.

With a "click", the window shattered, and the two went from inside the house to the outside.

The respect merchant wanted to get up, but the pain all over his body couldn't help it.

He covered his chest and looked outside the house anxiously.

After a while, the lightning and thunder outside the house stopped.

The man with the heavy knife jumped in from the window and retracted the knife into the void.

Then she stretched out her hand, wanting to look at his wound first.

But he held her hand.

"Let me explain..." Zun Shang's face was pale and there was no blood at all, but those eyes were brilliant and bright, and he looked straight at her: "I'm not that kind of world, I'm Zun Shang."

The person in front of him looked up at him, still showing no expression on his face.

After she crawled out of Kongfengtan back then, she originally vowed to kill him, but she sneaked back to the Zhongmu Tower and saw her painting still in his room.

That painting was a birthday gift she gave him after they were together.

She just watched in the room for a long time, then finally turned and left.

Everyone in the world is as gentle as jade, the son of Zeshi, unrestrained and comfortable, but she knows that he has the most skill and he will get everything he wants.

Just like the host of Zhong Mulou, he did not hesitate to win over Yan Bupo, who was notorious at the time, and let him work for himself.

Just like when they were together, every sentence and every word of his was calculated, which made her like it more.

With such a person, it does not seem surprising that there are paintings of her in his room.

Wasn't it used at that time?

After seeing the painting, she finally turned and left without hurting him.

But she would never be tempted by him anymore.

Facing the respected merchant at this time, she took out her hand indifferently, without words, just lowered her head and checked his wound.

The white dagger didn't know what it was made of. It was clear that she was going to hurt her lungs when she came, but at this time the wound had disappeared, and there was no trace of it.

She frowned.

But since he had nothing to do, she wanted to turn around and leave.

The senior merchant did not hold her hand this time, only held her clothes corner.

"Don't go."

He was worried that when he woke up again, she would have disappeared before his eyes.

The respect merchant had never been so low-pitched, but he was too afraid of losing.

Hearing these words, she turned her head, with an impatient look on her face: "You..."

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