Chapter 63 Missing (4)

What kind of person Chongxue is, Jia Zi naturally has a sense of proportion, he does not allow anyone to tarnish her reputation.

"Eldest brother, haven't the spells on your body been lifted yet? Why are you helping that witch?"

Although Zhang Nianci asked in a doubtful voice, it was undoubtedly a reminder to others, even the elder brother had already fallen into Chongxue's obsession.

"Stop talking nonsense." Jia Zi frowned, clenched his fists tightly, and resisted the thought of throwing Zhang Nianci far away.

Zhang Nianci pretended to be cute and pitiful, with a tear in the corner of his eye, he said in a low voice: "Brother, I, I am right...why are you so fierce?"

But some people don't need to be merciful at all when they need to be beaten.

Fanyin gave Zhang Nianci a slap in the face before Jia Zi made a move, and then walked past her as if she had never done anything at all.

When Zhang Nianci realized it, Sanskrit had already gone a long way, and her face was swollen, and she wanted Zhuge Linglong to make the decision for her.

Looking left and right, I didn't see Zhuge Linglong, could it be that she left first?

Zhang Nianci wanted to go back to Xiyuan to find Zhuge Linglong, and must find an opportunity to teach Sanskrit a good lesson, but she saw a black figure standing in front of Zhuge Linglong. She wanted to take a closer look, but found that only Zhuge Linglong A person stands under a cherry blossom tree.

"I seem to have seen a black shadow just now?"

Zhuge Linglong gave Zhang Nianci a cold look, and said dissatisfiedly: "Where is anyone here, I'm the only one."

What does it mean that she is the only one? Isn't she human?
Zhang Nianci suddenly understood that Zhuge Linglong didn't treat her like a human being at all, he just treated her as a dog by her side, when he liked it, he would feed her bones, and when he didn't like it, he would kick her away. .

"Princess Linglong, look at my face. Fanyin vented her anger on that dead girl Chongxue and beat me up like this." Zhang Nianci pursed her mouth, and took away her hand covering her face, letting Zhuge Linglong take a look.

"Whoever hits you, you just hit back. What's the use of telling me?"

Zhuge Linglong didn't have time to get away from Zhang Nianci's trivial matters, so he asked the maid beside him to send her away.

"She seems suspicious."

"There's no need to worry about her, everything is going according to plan."

Zhuge Linglong took a sip of tea, hoping that the murder case would become more and more troublesome.

The black shadow hiding in the screen capital disappeared at some point. Ever since he killed the first disciple of Mount Hanpeng, he has been looking forward to the night coming soon every day.

Noisy sounds came from Qingquan Pavilion, Zhang Nianci chased and beat the heavy snow with a stick.

"Don't think that if you have so many people helping you, I will be afraid of you."

Chongxue was too passive. She tried to use spells before, but her spiritual power was frozen by the cold. Apart from the cold, she could only feel that her hands and feet were numb and she had no strength at all.

Zhang Nianci hit Chongxue's knee with a stick, and she fell to the ground instantly in pain, hugging her knee, frowning tightly.

"Zhang Nianci, I will definitely avenge this revenge."

Outside the Qingquan Pavilion, a few disciples who were attracted by the sound gathered, Zhang Nianci also restrained himself a little, ignoring the presence of other people, and walked out of the Qingquan Pavilion swaggeringly.

No one cared about whether Chongxue's injury was serious or not, and no one would think about applying ointment to her. She crawled back to her quilt alone and continued to tremble.

(End of this chapter)

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