The Little Stalker of the Paranoid Big Guy is Turned Over

"Okay, Dad, I haven't seen you dote on me so much when I was alive, I'm "dead", this gimmick is a good one, you can learn from it, and when you die in the future, I'll do it for you on this scale. "

A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Xian Yu's mouth, and she looked around the mourning hall, seemingly satisfied with the funeral that An Liming prepared for her.

What he said made his teeth itch with hatred.

"You, you're not dead?!"

An Liming was horrified. He glanced at An Nuan, who had a sweet smile in the photo, and at An Nuan, who was standing there alive now. That expression was like seeing a ghost!

"Well, not dead, how do you feel... Are you disappointed?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and Xian Yu's tone was full of threats.

"No, no, I, I'm too happy, Nuan Nuan, it's really good that you didn't die..."

With hair in his heart, An Liming looked ecstatic.

"Nuannuan, it's good to come back, it's good to come back, you are not here, this Black Dragon Society is about to turn upside down..."

The other elders also cooperated with the flattery.

"It's almost time to bow? Just right, let's continue, let me, the living person, catch up with the fashion of the dead and accept your worship once."

The corners of her mouth lifted up, Xian Yu walked to her coffin, hooked her hands to signal her subordinates to close the coffin, then jumped onto the coffin head and sat down, looking lazily at everyone.

"It's... out of time... out of time..."

The elders waved their hands again and again and bowed to the living, like what, this dead girl is taking advantage of them.

"If I say it's suitable, it's suitable, what? If I die, I won't be able to say anything in the Black Dragon Society?"

Xian Yu restrained her smile, and the cold air began to spread from her body, making her scalp tingle.

The subordinates they brought are no nonsense, and they quickly surrounded the group. If they didn't do it, they tied the posture they completed.

A group of people with itchy teeth could only be coerced in the end. They stood together and bowed to An Nuan, a living person, under the shout of the funeral master.

Her aura is too strong. With her around, everyone else is a minion. The prestige of the past makes everyone see her like a mouse sees a cat.

Li Xiao looked at the woman sitting on the coffin board, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

The treasury in Li Ziyan's hands has now fallen into her hands. He has failed two consecutive assassinations, and it may not be easy to deal with her again.

He turned to think, once An Nuan loved him to the death, if he changed his attitude and approached her... Is it possible for her to let go of her past grudges and marry him! ?

Thinking like this, Li Xiao's thoughts also came alive.

"An Nuan..."

Thin lips parted lightly, he pretended to be domineering and shouted.

"Shut up, the old lady is not dead yet, the black dragon won't be able to interrupt you as an outsider."

Xian Yu didn't even bother to give him a look, she raised her hand to signal him to shut up.

After bowing, everyone was as quiet as a quail, and many bigwigs who broke the rules set by Anren shivered.

Now that An Nuan is not dead, they are afraid that they will be settled by the autumn queen!

"I heard that during my accident, uncles and uncles were not very peaceful..."

Xian Yu played with her beautifully shaped nails and spoke slowly.

"This, we are confused, don't worry, we will give you an explanation about this!"

The second-in-command knew that he couldn't go out with all his tails today, so he gritted his teeth and took the knife handed over by his subordinates, and he would cut off one of his hands to apologize.

This is the rule set by Anren at the beginning. No poisoning is allowed. Their parents swore together that if anyone violated the oath, they would cut off a hand.