The woman was stunned for a while, came back to her senses, and suddenly laughed, her branches trembling with laughter, but her heart sank to the bottom: Men are not good things, they are all stinky men who like the new and hate the old.
Shangguan Feng'er looked at her in confusion, feeling uneasy and frowning.
The woman stopped laughing, looked at Shangguan Feng'er proudly, and slowly walked towards Shangguan Feng'er. Unexpectedly, she had a sharp knife in her hand.
Shangguan Feng'er swallowed her saliva, tried her best to suppress the uneasiness in her heart, and kept calm, "I don't know you, let alone have any hatred. Why did you kidnap me?" What does this woman want to do? She wants to kill me with a knife.
Did you kill yourself, maybe.
But what is the relationship between her and Li Moran?
"Why, hahaha, you will know later." The woman approached step by step, with cruel eyes and an extremely gentle voice: Even if I don't want it, I won't let others get it.
Shangguan Feng'er just wanted to divert this woman's attention, so she asked, "What is your relationship with Li Moran?"
This was the question she had always wanted to ask: Shangguan Feng'er realized that she knew nothing about Li Moran's past.
As expected, the woman stopped, looked at Shangguan Feng'er proudly, and smiled, "You don't know, brother Zixuan loves me to death, and he still misses me till now."
Shangguan Feng'er was silent, biting her lower lip, "This seems to have nothing to do with me." She didn't care about Li Moran's past, she only cared about the present and the future.
"It has nothing to do with it, hahaha, is it true?" The woman obviously didn't believe it.
Shangguan Feng'er chuckled and said coldly, "Are you really sure that your brother Zixuan is good at Longyang?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, then narrowed her eyes slightly, lifted Shangguan Feng'er's chin with the dagger in her hand, and stared at Shangguan Feng'er's jade neck, her gaze gradually becoming fierce.
"Long Yang is so good, hehe, do you really think I can't tell that you are a woman?" The woman sneered, quickly raised the hand holding the dagger, and slashed Shangguan Feng'er's face bitterly,
Suddenly a line of blood appeared, bright red gushing out.
Shangguan Feng'er only felt a sharp pain on his face, and then the warm gas left down his cheek and dripped on the moon-white skirt, like a bloodthirsty red plum.
The woman laughed again, seemingly unable to restrain herself. After laughing, she narrowed her eyes fiercely, "Long Yang is so good, hahaha, you know, I hate lies the most."
Shangguan Feng'er looked at the woman contemptuously and sneered, "Even if Li Moran likes me, what does it have to do with you."
The woman was startled and looked at Shangguan Feng'er with hatred again. She half-squinted her eyes, but the hatred in them became more intense. However, there was a smile on her lips, like a bloodthirsty Rakshasa.
He raised his hand and made another stroke, and in an instant, another blood stain appeared on the other side of Shangguan Feng'er's face, which was as thick as gel.
"Yes, it has nothing to do with me anymore, but I won't give anything I don't want to others." The woman looked at the two dazzling blood-red lines on Shangguan Feng'er's alluring face with relief, feeling very satisfied in her heart.
"You don't hate lies, but you are afraid. You are afraid of being left out, afraid of being ignored. You are eager to receive attention from others and to be held in the palm of everyone's hands." Shangguan Feng'er looked straight at the woman, without a trace of fear in his eyes.
The woman's lips trembled, "You," she looked at Shangguan Feng'er angrily, and finally did not say anything. However, the hand holding the dagger was raised high, and the ruthlessness in her eyes seemed to want to cut Shangguan Feng'er thousands of times.
cut.
There was still no wave in Shangguan Feng'er's eyes.