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"Really?" A gleam flashed in Ling Xiaohan's eyes.

"Ling Xiaohan, can you stop making a big fuss, did I do anything, can't I stay here?" Liu Yan looked at her with a guilty conscience, her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Her every move could not escape Ling Xiaohan's eyes.

Ling Xiaohan could clearly feel her nervousness standing five meters away from her. Liu Yan saw her avoiding eyes, her body was trembling, and her standing posture was even more unnatural. A normal place.

"Could it be that you buried the corpse here?" Ling Xiaohan said casually, shrugging helplessly, it was just a joke.

Liu Yan's sneaky look really couldn't help people not to think about it.

After hearing this, Liu Yan quickly shook her head, terrified, and hurriedly shouted: "Ling Xiaohan, what are you talking about? You can't talk nonsense like this. How could I do such a thing?"

She just buried a knife and was terrified. How could she bury a dead body under here?These are all weird stories that can only be seen on TV.

If she really buried a knife underneath, sooner or later she would have nightmares and be frightened to death by herself!

This is really absurd!

I'm afraid Ling Xiaohan said that on purpose, right?Just to scare her?
"Then let me have a look?" Ling Xiaohan said tentatively.

She is a person full of curiosity, and if the doubts in her heart cannot be solved, she has no way to pass her own level.

And Liu Yan's action just now was enough to arouse the curiosity in her heart.

Seeing Ling Xiaohan coming this way, Liu Yan naturally resisted. While stepping on the place where the knife was buried just now, she opened her arms to stop her: "Ling Xiaohan! Stop! Don't move! You Don't come here! If you come here again, I will call someone!"

Ling Xiaohan froze for a moment, black lines fell across his face.

"What are you doing? Those who don't know think I'm going to do something to you!" Ling Xiaohan couldn't help frowning.

What an exaggeration!

It was naturally impossible for Liu Yan to let Ling Xiaohan see the knife. Although she didn't know what the consequences would be, it was not a good thing for Ling Xiaohan to see it.

"Go away! There's nothing here! If you don't go away, I'll call someone now!"

Ling Xiaohan stared at her helplessly, shrugged and said, "Okay, if this is the case, then you can call."

She didn't care anyway.

Liu Yan was furious, and just about to yell, Ling Xiaohan had already flashed in front of her in the blink of an eye, and she didn't know what he had done to her, her eyes suddenly went dark.

In the next second, she felt that she was being dragged to another place by Ling Xiaohan, and she couldn't tell north from south.

Ling Xiaohan saw Liu Yan groping around not far away, and came directly to the area where Liu Yan buried her things just now, glanced at the traces of the soil, and started digging.

Soon, she saw a knife handle, and further down, she could basically see that it was a small knife.

At this moment, Liu Yan staggered and yelled, "Ling Xiaohan! Where are you? What are you doing? Are you looking for something from me? Stop it quickly! It's mine!"

Ling Xiaohan pulled the knife out of the soil, put it in front of him and looked it up, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and the small skull logo on the handle attracted her attention even more.

"This knife is yours?" Ling Xiaohan asked seriously, and quickly went to Liu Yan's side with the knife, "Are you sure?"

Liu Yan's eyes gradually returned to normal at this time, although she still couldn't see clearly, but it wasn't as dark as before, but she could see clearly.

Seeing the knife in Ling Xiaohan's hand, Liu Yan stretched out her hand to grab it.

"Hey! What are you doing! It's impossible to grab something from my hand." Ling Xiaohan laughed and put the knife away easily.

Liu Yan felt lonely, and then gave Ling Xiaohan an annoyed look: "What are you doing? Ling Xiaohan, are you crazy? Hurry up and return the knife to me! It's mine! Why are you so casual? Take other people's things?"

She really hates Ling Xiaohan, it's too hateful, this woman...

"Liu Yan, so you still insist that this is yours, right?" Ling Xiaohan narrowed his eyes slightly.

That's what matters to her.

Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why Ling Xiaohan asked this question repeatedly.

But if you don't admit that this knife belongs to her, how can you tell the existence of that person just now?
"Aren't you talking nonsense? This knife is mine!" Liu Yan said again with certainty.

"Then if that's the case, you really should go see Chu Wenyao!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiaohan wrapped up the knife, grabbed Liu Yan with the other hand, dragged her and walked into the house.

Liu Yan struggled angrily: "Ling Xiaohan! What are you doing? Let me go. Where are you taking me? I really don't know what you want to do, why are you holding me back!"

Liu Yan didn't know where Ling Xiaohan got so much strength, her struggle seemed to be futile with Ling Xiaohan, she couldn't break free as long as Ling Xiaohan held her hand all the time.

She almost opened her mouth to bite, and in the next second, Ling Xiaohan pushed her directly in front of everyone who was chatting in the room.

Liu Yan sat on the ground in embarrassment, raising her eyes to look at everyone innocently.

Chu Wenyao was drinking tea at first, and finally got a chance to relax without worrying about anything, but when Ling Xiaohan came, Chu Wenyao's expression suddenly became much uglier.

"What are you doing? Why are you treating Liu Yan like this?" Chu Wenyao put down her teacup helplessly, and cast a dissatisfied look at Ling Xiaohan.

Her intuition told her that there was nothing good about this girl!
Ling Xiaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Chu Wenyao again and said, "Why am I doing this to Liu Yan? This time Madam should thank me very much!"

"Ling Xiaohan! You speak human language!" Chu Wenyao couldn't see Ling Xiaohan beating around the bush, so she immediately put on a straight face.

Tang Min was also on the sidelines, spending his time watching a good show...

Without further ado, Ling Xiaohan threw the knife on the tea table in front of Chu Wenyao.

Chu Wenyao's originally impatient face suddenly froze. She put down the teacup in her hand, picked up the dagger on the table, looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly asked urgently: "Ling Xiaohan, what's the matter?" Where did you get the knife? How did it show up here?"

"I'm going to ask Liu Yan about this." Ling Xiaohan crossed his arms and glanced at Liu Yan casually.

Tang Min couldn't stop being curious, and looked at Chu Wenyao: "What? Is this the knife you saw?"

"The logo on the handle of this knife is exactly the same as the one I have seen. How can there be such a coincidence in this world. This knife is exquisitely crafted, and it seems to be extremely rare. I am afraid it was purchased from abroad."

After Min leaned over and saw the obvious skull mark on the knife, the expression on his face also became stiff.