Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 115
An An took a big sip of wine, and then suddenly realized that the two of them were using a jug, and they didn't bother to dwell on it. Her red lips moved slightly, and she said what she knew back then, and said coldly: "He thought I didn't know It was a secret back then, but since I was born, I have been connected by blood, and I have listened to my mother's thoughts. When I grew up, I saw him pretending to be hypocritical, and secretly nauseated for a full 80 years. In these 80 years, nearly [-] days and nights , do you know how I got here?"

The girl said angrily, then raised her head and drank a big mouthful of wine, her peach cheeks became more and more bright red, and she said fiercely: "I wish I could kill him, but he has survived the three disasters, so I can only lie dormant as my minions, hide my cultivation, and pretend to be obedient Girl, do you know the torment?"

The girl closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembling, and two lines of tears flowed down her delicate baby face.

Su Zhaodao: "Mr. Hushan's Taoism has reached the end of this world. If he senses your killing intent, he will definitely kill him. You endured humiliation for revenge. You can imagine the kind of suffering and pain. It's just such a long-term depression. ... the mind is blinded by hatred, and sooner or later he will do some crazy things, which will be noticed by Mr. Tiger Mountain."

An An raised her eyes and said in pain, "What can I do?"

Su Zhao was silent for a moment, looked at An An quietly, and said, "If you can refine Tian Niu and control the fairy garden world with your current cultivation, it's not without strength."

Once refined, the Heavenly Formation Hub of Xianyuan can partially control the rules of Xianyuan and strangle Hushan Lord.

An An said: "Without those three ancient keepsakes, I can't enter the Qiming Palace. I tried to steal the keepsakes, but that person almost found them the first time..."

An An's supernatural powers are quite extraordinary, but it doesn't mean that he can do whatever he wants, not to mention other things, Su Zhao has seen through it time and time again, although it depends on the assistance of the Dragon Rising Cauldron, who knows that Mr. Hushan even thanked him? Cang and others, do they have any other surprising means?

"You can do it, right?" An An said at this point, raised her jade face, whose cheeks were red like fire after drinking, and looked at Su Zhao expectantly.

Su Zhao neither admitted nor denied, just took a pot of wine, took a sip, narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and remained silent in thought.

When the cool wind picked up, there were a few sparks in the bonfire, floating in the night sky like fireflies, erratic.

At some point, the girl came to Su Zhao's side, stretched out her arms to wrap around the boy's neck, and said in a low voice, "You will help me, right? I know you like me, although you hide your eyes very well, But I can see the heat, it wants to melt me, crush me..."

Speaking of this, An An bit her bright red lips with her white teeth, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "If you help me, I can let you... ride."

Su Zhao paused, and said seriously: "An'an, you are blinded by hatred now, if it is for revenge, you can ignore the bottom line, come to think of it, your biological parents will not be happy to see this, and, you really Misunderstand me, I was never the casual type."

An An sneered and said, "Lovely stroking my leg, how convincing do you think your words are?"

A pair of sapphire eyes looked at Su Zhao quietly, and said coldly: "I know...you don't need a token to enter Qiming Palace."

Su Zhao's expression was slightly concentrated, feeling the slippery touch between his palms and fingers, he frowned and said, "How do you know?"

"You really have a way." An An raised her eyebrows and said in surprise.

Su Zhao was speechless for a moment, fell silent for a while, and said sarcastically, "If you judged from my rhetorical question just now, it would be too childish."

"Of course not. Back then I said that I needed three more tokens. If you insisted on taking a look, I suspected that you had something else to rely on. Besides, you are so confident that you are telling me that you have a solution." Xi's doll's face was ruddy like a cloud, but Qingshuang Lengyu's eyes were full of determination.

Her talent is not only to listen to people's spiritual sense, but also to be good at reading people's hearts. It is very expensive for her to run this kind of blood supernatural power.

Su Zhao picked up the jug, raised his head and took a sip, the expression on Qingjun's face was faint, and the red flames reflected a pair of cold and quiet eyes, making them bright and dark.

The character of this white tiger always gives him a sense of chaos and disorder, but there are traces to follow if he thinks about it carefully.

There are both the eccentricity of a young girl, the cold calculation of a white tiger demon girl, and a pitiful heart of filial piety.

This is distorted by hatred...

"Even if I have a solution, why should I help you?" Su Zhaoning said in a low voice.

An An blew hot air into Su Zhao's ear, and said in a low voice, "Because you like me, and you want to... ride me."

However, when the girl said such words, her sapphire eyes didn't have much warmth to speak of.

Su Zhao: "..."

"Isn't it? Your eyes and your body's reaction have already betrayed you..."

"What kind of tiger and wolf words are you talking about?" Su Zhao's eyes were condensed a little, and he said in a deep voice: "An'an, it's meaningless to keep talking about these things."

"I'll ask you, do you want to..."

"Clap~"

Su Zhao couldn't take it anymore, he raised his hand and slapped it hard.

An Anmei's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it, she gritted her teeth with anger, and said, "You dare to hit me? You still hit me..."

Su Zhao pressed the girl on his knees, lifted the skirt, took off the little coat, without looking at it, crackling, slapping down, the white waves surged slightly, and gradually became red and swollen as high as half a finger.

Feeling a little angry from shame, but also a little pitiful for this girl's distorted heart, she said angrily: "I don't care about you, you're never finished, can't you touch the tiger's butt? Revenge is revenge, I have to think about these messy crooked ways, learn this The way to seduce people is pitiful and ridiculous, who wants to ride you? Like a madwoman, like a mentally handicapped... It's against the law, I really want to fuck you!"

"I...you're looking for death..." An An was stunned for a moment, and then realized, a delicate, white and jade-like doll's face was dying of shame and anger, and there was constant abuse in the bright red lips, but at the same time, An indescribable strange feeling grew in his heart like weeds. Although he was being scolded, he could feel that the caring between the words was not fake, and it was hard to leave.

Girls should lack father's love since they were young. The so-called father's love given by Mr. Hushan is full of hypocrisy and filth in the eyes of young girls.

Moreover, Mr. Hushan's paternal love is almost obedient, never beating or scolding.

Su Zhao slapped it a few times, feeling the stickiness between his palms and fingers, frowned and said, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Meow~"

Her red lips parted slightly, and she let out a sweet snort, which turned out to be a meow.

A strange look appeared on Su Zhao's face, like a tiger meowing like a cat, like a cat's claws scratching its heart.

"Okay," Su Zhao put down the skirt for the girl, looked at the teary-eyed girl with hot cheeks, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice, "I'll help you, but you have to listen to me in front of you. What you said is true, Mr. Hushan is a treacherous and hypocritical person, and he is not that easy to deal with. It is really wishful thinking to expect that he will bow his head and beg for mercy if he obtains Tianniu of Xianyuan."

"Yeah." An'an lowered her head, responded, and straightened her skirt. The slight pain mixed with a strange feeling climbed up her heart, and she didn't use magic power to relieve the redness. She raised her head and peeked at Su Zhao from time to time. A pair of crystal clear There was a hint of attachment in the sapphire eyes.

Su Zhao suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Did you still want to provoke the relationship between Hu Xiang, father and son, and Mr. Hu Shan?"

An An froze for a moment, and said anxiously: "I have never told others...

"I know, you don't need to explain this." Su Zhao paused, frowned and said: "Mr. Hushan is not a fool, you are so clever, it is best not to play tricks in the future, I doubt now whether he has noticed Your anomaly."

An An said in a clear voice: "Since I was young, I have shown the slightest resentment to Wu, but it is him. In the past two years, I can sometimes feel his gaze, which is very weird, like looking at a rare treasure. ..."

Su Zhao rubbed the snow-white hair on the girl's head, and the girl's face subconsciously showed a sense of obedience, but after a while, she felt that she was very shameless, and snorted coldly.

Su Zhao said with emotion: "No wonder, you have been forced into schizophrenia. You are so deeply involved in the play, with many faces, it's not normal if you don't pay attention to it."

This is even more difficult than an experienced actor, because it takes 80 years of acting from childhood to adulthood.

Only now, Su Zhao gradually grasped An An's character.

Sometimes he is eccentric, like a child who has not grown up. This may be because he has to pretend to be cute in front of Tiger Tiger. In the 80s, pretending to be cute has almost become an instinct.

Sometimes she is scheming and knows how to take advantage of her beauty, but in his eyes, she really looks like a clumsy little woman.

Sometimes crazy, but like a madwoman.

All these things made him feel pitiful and pathetic.

"Many faces, who isn't it?" Su Zhao sighed inwardly, trying to dispel the thoughts in his mind.

Although An An didn't know what essence meant, she also knew that Su Zhao said that she was about to be driven crazy. Feeling the pity in her words, she was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said with a smile: "Whether I am driven crazy or not, no one knows." I know, but I guess that Miss Wei is probably going crazy right now."

Su Zhao's complexion darkened upon hearing this.

He gave An An a hard look, and went to look for Wei Xiangge with a flash of his figure.

(End of this chapter)