After binding the merit system, she stopped pretending to be the ancestor

Chapter 224 A Poor Warrior 2
Cheng An opened his mouth, hesitated before saying, "I'm not a martial artist, I'm..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xi'er interrupted: "You are not a martial artist, you are a poor man, a vulgar bastard, have you looked in the mirror? Why are you so shameless? It has been so many years, and you are still pestering us Ma'am won't let go."

With tears in her eyes, Lin Qiuyue argued for Cheng An: "Xi'er, don't talk nonsense. Although An Cheng is a martial artist, he is just and kind, a good man."

Cheng An couldn't help but said: "Actually, my family is rich, so I can be considered rich."

Lin Qiuyue shook her head, with a disappointed look on her face: "An Cheng, it doesn't matter if you are poor, how can you lie? Forget it, I forgive you, you can go, and don't come to me again."

With that look, it seemed that his heart softened.

"Ma'am!" Xi'er disapproved.

But without waiting for them to say anything, Cheng An said bluntly: "Give me back the pendant, and I'll leave right away when I get the pendant back."

Lin Qiuyue: ...

Xi'er: ...

After talking for a long time, he was still thinking about the pendant.

Lin Qiuyue felt that this man really deserved to die, and there was no need to talk so much nonsense, so she secretly gave Xi'er a slap in the face.

So much nonsense, hurry up and do it.

"Can I return the pendant?" Cheng An asked again.

Xi'er was still thinking about the necklace when she was about to die. Xi'er was so angry that she didn't know whether to do it immediately, so she subconsciously glanced at Lin Qiuyue.

Lin Qiuyue's hands gripped the pendant tightly. In fact, the pendant was not comfortable to wear at all, and her whole body was cold. Even at night, she didn't feel warm under the thick quilt.

But she was reluctant to give it away, and always felt that she would regret it if she went back.

But being stared at by Cheng An like this, he felt ashamed, mainly because he was afraid.

Sometimes people in this world are not willing to die when they die. People who are unwilling to die with regrets may leave obsessions behind.

If the obsession is too deep, it will turn into resentment.

After much deliberation, Lin Qiuyue took off the pendant.

"Brother An Cheng, it's not that I don't want to return this pendant to you, it's just that I want...forget it, since you want it, Brother An Cheng, I will return it to you as you wish." , Lin Qiuyue snorted coldly.

He stepped forward and put the necklace in An Cheng's hand, showing a sad expression on his face, and silently took two steps back.

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, go to hell." Xi'er made a sudden move.

Lin Qiuyue stared wide-eyed, looking frightened, but stood still.

Cheng An just felt a little bit of consciousness, and he tried to dodge with all his strength, but his chest was still cut.

The Demon Suppression Token hidden in his bosom was revealed at once, and he subconsciously reached out to grab it, but the movement was not as fast as Xi'er.

"Suppressing Demon Envoy: Cheng An?" Xi'er didn't know many words, but she happened to know all these words.

Seeing the blue light emitting from the runes on the Suppression Order, she was a little dazed.

This, this thing?
She subconsciously turned back to look at her wife, intending to present the token in her hand.

But before reaching out his hand, the token was snatched back by Cheng An.

The scratch on his chest made him shudder with pain, and the numbness disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he got up from the bed.

Wiping off the blood on the token, he hung it back on his waist.

Glancing at the pendant, he silently wrapped it around his wrist.

"I don't want to pester you, I really just want to get the pendant back." Cheng An emphasized again.

Lin Qiuyue's expression was not good, and she stared at the badge on his waist: "Your name is not An Cheng, your name is Cheng An, and you are the demon suppressor?"

Cheng An nodded: "I have explained it to you."

It's just that if you don't believe it, you turn around and marry someone else.

Lin Qiuyue trembled a little. Could she believe the situation at that time?He only thought that he deliberately lied to her to prevent her from marrying into the Ren family.

Who knew it would be true.

Over the years, he has emphasized that his name is actually Cheng An, not An Cheng, but Lin Qiuyue never believed it.

The An Cheng she knew was just a silly young man, how could he be like that Cheng werewolf?

Cheng Dalang's reputation is resounding, even the prince of Bianjing dared to kill him, how could it be like...

"Why didn't you reveal your identity when we first met?" Lin Qiuyue couldn't help asking.

"At that time, I had just beheaded the son of King Bianjing, and there were people chasing and killing me everywhere. It would not do you any good to speak out." Cheng An's expression was indifferent. Just now, Lin Qiuyue thought she was hiding well. He can clearly see every little move.

Lin Qiuyue clutched her chest, her face was pale and ugly, and she looked at Cheng An with an extremely complicated expression. This time, she was really hesitant to speak, not a posturing.

I want to say something, but I don't know how to say it.

No one understands better than her how heartbroken she is at this moment.

It is true that Ren Xianming treated her very well, but Lin Qiuyue didn't like her, and even hated her from the bottom of her heart.

Because Ren Xianming has a cleanliness obsession, she often finds it annoying.

Before that, Lin Qiuyue had always felt that she was doing well, her husband was very motivated, and now he is a county magistrate, if not for the sudden outbreak of the epidemic, it is very likely that he will be promoted next year.

It won't be long before she can become the magistrate's wife.

My son is also very smart. He is very good in his studies at a young age, except for being naughty occasionally.

But at this moment, when I think back on my past ten years, I feel uncomfortable.

She even felt that the happiest moment in her life was the time spent with Cheng An.

From the beginning to the end, the only man she loved was Cheng An.

"I'm leaving. I won't come again. Take care." Cheng An's heart softened. Even if the other party wanted to kill him, he couldn't fight back.

Lin Qiuyue subconsciously reached out to grab it, but Cheng An easily dodged it.

"You, didn't you have smallpox?" Xi'er was still holding a bloody dagger in her hand, looking at Cheng An in shock.

Even the Demon Suppressor is vulnerable in the face of the epidemic, and may even be worse than ordinary people, but this person in front of him is completely fine.

Xi'er quickly reacted and accused, "You're just pretending!"

Cheng An didn't want to explain, and planned to leave directly, but his scalp hurt, and he had to put his raised foot down.

"It's not pretending. I did get the disease before, but I was lucky enough to be rescued." Cheng An thought of Yuchan, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and touched the pendant in his hand.

That girl was angry, and she didn't know whether to coax her well or not.

In Lin Qiuyue's eyes, she couldn't help feeling suspicious.Who could make him laugh like this?Could it be the original owner of this pendant?

Thinking about it this way, Lin Qiuyue's face was extremely ugly.

The pendant is pink. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a big man to wear a pink pendant.

If the original owner of the pendant was a girl, it would be able to explain why a gentleman like Cheng An would wear a pink pendant.

(End of this chapter)