Feng Jing's dagger fell to the ground, and she looked at Xue Ran in a daze, but couldn't even utter a word.
"Master..." Guan Yueyue's tears had already dried up, as if she was trying to save the last belief in her heart, she asked in a low voice: "I have a heart disease, it's because of my poor health, not... not because of other reasons, yes wrong?"
"If this other reason means that I poisoned you, then it is true." Xue Ranyun said calmly, ignoring Guan Yueyue who had a mental breakdown because of his words, and walked straight to Feng Guang smiled softly: "Qing Feng, I bought the candied haws you want to eat."
This kind of gentleness is no different from the gentleness he used to treat her.
But Feng Jing's heart was extremely cold, she took a step back uncontrollably, obviously his attitude towards her was the same as before, but now she felt terrified, he could even use Guan Yueyue who grew up beside him, Then what capital can she have to believe that he just simply likes her
Seeing the fear in her eyes, Xue Ran put the candied haws in his hand on the stone table in distress, and then his figure moved suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, he had already strangled Nangongli's neck.
"Little Li'er, you told my secret, how should I punish you?" Xue Ran raised his eyes slightly, and he was smiling, but his smile was more perfect than ever, with a thrilling charm.
Nangongli seems to be seen in him... No, Nangongli is charming, telling everyone that he is a dangerous man, while Xue Ran is restrained, waiting for you to get close to him because of his gentleness, you Nor will you find yourself stepping into the most dangerous territory.
It should be said that Nangongli has the shadow of Xue Ran on his body.
Hearing that gentle "Little Li'er", Nangongli couldn't help being stunned. He ignored the pain of being pinched on his neck, and called out uncertainly: "Master?"
"It's rare, you still remember being a teacher." Xue Ran's thin lips were light, and there was a charming charm hidden in her smile.
"No... Impossible, he was killed by me twelve years ago... You can't be him!"
Xue Ran sighed quietly, "Xiao Li'er, you are so stupid, if you don't kill me, how can you sit on the seat of the leader of the Demon Cult?"
"W-why..." Nangongli struggled to breathe, "Why did you blow up to death?"
"Because, the Devil's Cult is just something I created when I was bored, and I'm tired of it." Xue Ran then said pitifully: "I thought you were sensible, but I didn't expect you to say everything you shouldn't say. , do you know that I haven't killed anyone for a long time?"
Yes, he never kills with his hands, because he has plenty of people who kill for him.
"Master! Please... don't kill him!" The rope tied to Guan Yueyue's body was not tight. She broke free at some point, but her body was still very weak. After walking two steps, she fell to the ground, kneeling on her knees. At Xue Ran's feet, she kept crying, "Master... I beg you... don't kill him..."
"Yueyue...don't ask him..." Nangongli was suffering from poison inside and was restrained outside. His face was gradually losing its color. If Xue Ran had always maintained a gentle and considerate image in front of Qingyu and Guan Yueyue, In front of Nangongli, it was like a nightmare.
Yes, the master who taught him martial arts since he was a child was the nightmare of Nangongli's life. He still remembered that when he was very young, the master would teach him to read and write when he was in a good mood, and when the master was bored, he would teach him to read and write. Locked up with the beast, if he can survive, he will still be his disciple. If he dies, he will become a delicious meal for the beast like the previous children.
No one would understand better than Nangongli, the coldness in this man's bones.