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116 Wishful thinking

Wen Xining walked out from behind Beitang Shuo, looked at Chu Yan calmly, and said softly:

"I should be the one to ask you this question, right? My...good brother!"

"Shuo is obviously not dead, but you lied to me that he was."

"The Xuantian Mirror is clearly in your hand, but you lied to me and said it disappeared with Li Feng."

"Those things of mine are clearly in your hands, but you didn't say a word about them."

"Also, what do you do when you go out every night? What's going on with the names on the paper?"

Listening to Wen Xining's words one by one, Chu Yan's expression froze slightly, and then he laughed:

"Hahaha, I knew you were already doubting me, Xi'er, I underestimated you."

Although Wen Xining had been very careful last night, he still found that something under the pillow had been moved, so he left on purpose tonight, but he did not expect that Beitang Shuo would be waiting for him.

His eyes turned to Beitang Shuo, the smile on the corner of Chu Yan's mouth was extremely sinister,

"Beitang Shuo, I underestimated you, you actually found me here."

Arrogant and arrogant voice, sinister and cruel look, playful and evil smile.

This person is completely different from the Chu Yan that Wen Xining knew.

"Xiaoyan, how could you become like this?"

Wen Xining didn't know that he had become a demon, and was extremely sad for a while.

Chu Yan said nothing and just continued to smile.

Beitang Shuo held Wen Xining's hand and comforted her silently. He looked at Chu Yan coldly and said in a deep voice:

"Ning Ning, the current Chu Yan is no longer the Xiao Yan we know. He has been demonized by the demonic energy in the demon cave. Not only did he beat Xiao Yunnuo until all the muscles and veins in his body were severed, he also

In these eleven days, he wiped out eleven big families and killed 2,231 people. Now he is a murderous demon without blinking an eye."

"What, he injured Nuonuo? He also killed so many people."

The hand held by Beitang Shuo trembled suddenly. Wen Xining looked at Beitang Shuo in shock, and her voice was trembling as she asked.

Beitang Shuo hugged her a little tighter and nodded, but said nothing. He knew that this incident must have hit her hard.

Slowly turning his head, Wen Xining looked into Chu Yan's eyes, still full of disbelief.

"Xiaoyan... tell me, these... are not true."

Although Beitang Shuo's words left no doubt for her, and he was talking about a family, which was exactly the same as what she saw on the paper.

However, she still couldn't believe it.

The person in front of her is Xiaoyan, her brother who she single-handedly rescued from Pei Luoqi's carriage, treated his injuries, made egg fried rice for him, and felt heartbroken for him.

How could...how could...

"Yes, these are all true!"

But before Wen Xining could finish comforting himself, Chu Yan's firm and powerful voice came to his ears.

Wen Xining stumbled, and if Beitang Shuo hadn't been supporting her, she would have fallen to the ground.

"You... do you know what you are talking about? There are more than two thousand people, and you actually killed more than two thousand people?"

Wen Xining's voice was trembling beyond description, and she felt like her breathing was about to stop.

Eleven families, 2,231 people, what kind of concept is that, Wen Xining cannot even imagine.

How could he do it?

But Chu Yan quietly looked back at Wen Xining's eyes, without guilt or regret, with a ghostly smile in his gold and silver eyes,

"These people deserve to die. Fifteen years ago, it was their family master who killed my people. They were our masters, but in the end they abandoned us. So, I don't want you to be my master anymore. Only in this way can you be forever

If you stay by my side, you will never abandon me."

"What about Nono? She has followed us along the way and has become our friend and our relative. She is also very good to you. How could you do it? All the muscles and veins in your body were broken. Are you trying to kill her?

His life?"

Wen Xining roared angrily, and she was about to collapse.

She originally thought that Chu Yan had lied to her and done something bad, but unexpectedly it was like this.

"Haha, who told her to overestimate her abilities?"

Chu Yan smiled wildly, it was an extremely ironic smile,

"Whoever wants to stop me from getting you will have only one fate, and that is death. No matter who it is, it's the same."

When he said this, Chu Yan's eyes fell on Beitang Shuo. It was a provocation, a contempt, and a declaration of war.

"What about Li Feng? Did you kill him?"

Beitang Shuo's hand holding the Red Moon Sword tightened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked back at him with a solemn expression.

"Haha, you are talking about that fool."

Chu Yan's smile changed, with a slight bitterness, but he still said coldly:

"What's the use of such a stupid person staying in this world?"

"Chu Yan, he fell into the devil's cave to save you, and you actually said such a thing?"

Wen Xining closed her eyes in pain, but the tears in her eyes could not help but slide down her cheeks.

"It's all my fault."

She lowered her head, bit her lips tightly, and her voice was broken,

"If I hadn't insisted on finding Xuantian Mirror, so many things wouldn't have happened. Xiaoyan wouldn't have become like this, Li Feng wouldn't have died, and Nuonuo wouldn't have been injured. Shuo, all of this is because of

I got up, I regret it so much, this is the first time in my life that I regret it, Shuo, what should I do?"

Wen Xining hugged Beitang Shuo's waist tightly and cried out in pain. She could hardly hold on anymore.

Why is this happening? Why is this happening?

Such Wen Xining made Beitang Shuo heartbroken. He hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead gently, and comforted her softly:

"Ning Ning, it's none of your business. Everyone has his own destiny, and everything is destined."

"No, this is all because of you!"

As soon as Beitang Shuo finished speaking, Chu Yan pointed directly at him, curled his lips and said:

"If it weren't for your incompetence, Beitang Shuo, Xi'er wouldn't be like this. So..."

His eyes slowly moved to Wen Xining,

"Xi'er, as long as you stay by my side, I will make sure that you will never have regrets or regrets in the future."

"Hehehe..."

Wen Xining suddenly laughed out loud. She raised her head from Beitang Shuo's arms. On her face full of tears, that smile, that irony and sadness,

"Chu Yan, I always thought you just liked to be cool, but it turns out that you are also so delusional."

Chu Yan's expression froze, but Wen Xining continued:

"Chu Yan, maybe you don't know how important you are in my heart. Ever since you called me sister, I have regarded you as a real brother. If I can die for Shuo, then I can also sacrifice for you.

Life. But what you are doing now is to forcefully remove yourself from my heart. Chu Yan, you really disappoint me."

Chu Yan's gold and silver eyes flickered. He really didn't expect that he had such an important position in Wen Xining's heart. He moved his mouth,

"Xi..."

But before the word "son" came out of his mouth, Wen Xining interrupted him.

"The title Xi'er can only be called by Chu Yan in my heart. You in front of me no longer have the qualifications."

With a cold, ruthless voice, Wen Xining looked at Chu Yan with an expressionless face.

Chu Yan stopped talking, clenched his fists tightly, his tightly pursed thin lips trembled slightly, and his handsome face was ice-cold.

After a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he said sternly:

"You say that, aren't you afraid that I will kill Beitang Shuo? You know he is no match for me."

Wen Xining curled her lips slightly, looked at Beitang Shuo, and then at Chu Yan. The hand in his sleeve moved slightly, slowly raised it, and said in a cold voice:

"Before that, I will kill you!"

Chu Yan's eyes tightened because he saw something in Wen Xining's hand. It was the weapon she called Nighthawk that had been hidden under his pillow.

The black hole was facing him at the moment.

"Oh, you actually took it back."

Chu Yan chuckled lightly, but seemed not to care about Nighthawk at all.

"But do you think this thing can hurt me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yan's expression turned serious. Wen Xining and Beitang Shuo became alert, but they saw a golden light flash before their eyes, and Chu Yan had turned into a sword.

It circled in the air and flew toward the three of them with a "swish" sound.

Wen Xining was shocked, gritted his teeth, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out, and bullets were fired towards the sword, but before they could get close, they were blocked by a burst of strong golden light. The bullets deflected and hit the door on one side.

Not even bullets can hurt him!

Wen Xining didn't have time to be surprised when he saw Chu Yan's sword, which had only paused for a moment, flew towards them again.

"Qin Zheng, take good care of Ningning!"

Beitang Shuo pushed Wen Xining aside to Qin Zheng, swung his red moon sword and flew forward to meet him.

For a moment, a golden and red light flashed in the air, making the two people underground unable to see each other clearly.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, golden light and red light dispersed, Beitang Shuo slowly landed not far away, while Chu Yan fell straight down.

Shuo won?

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