The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

Nan Hechen ran back and was blocked in the corridor by Liu Jincheng.

Seeing this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a silk handkerchief and said in a strange tone:

"Hey, how come Mr. Liu has time to come here?"

Liu Jincheng's foxy eyes narrowed, and he lost his previous romantic look. At this time, he looked a little breathtaking:

"President Nanhe, I just want to ask you, if you kill someone because you wronged him, will you pay with your life?"

Nan He threw the handkerchief he had used to wipe his sweat into the trash can and said indifferently:

"I never wrong anyone."

Liu Jincheng stared at Nan He, his deep eyes seemed to be interrogating Nan He:

"What about Yanjiu?

Is your Warlock Association the only place that has ancient maps?

Just because you hold the ancient map in your hand, it would be too arbitrary for you to say that Yanjiu stole it. "

Nan He was a little surprised: "How come you know Yan Jiu? Why is he still lingering?"

Liu Jincheng said coolly:

"You don't need to worry about how I know Yanjiu. I just know that if you don't go to Bai's house, he will become a ghost.

Bai Xinglu was about to torture him to death. "

Nan He frowned, not quite believing it: "Isn't Yanjiu a child of the Bai family?"

Liu Jincheng sneered:

"He is an illegitimate son, President Nanhe, don't you think that everyone is like you? He was pampered by many since he was born, so that you are still sarcastic and mean at this age."

Hearing this, Nan He mocked: "Am I mean? Liu Jincheng, do you want to see how mean you are today?"

Liu Jincheng said seriously: "I won't argue with you today, Nanhe. Even if Yanjiu really steals the ancient map, he will not be punished to death."

Nan He spread his hands: "I didn't say I wanted to kill him."

Liu Jincheng rubbed his forehead: "Look at the messages on your phone."

Nan He took out his cell phone, looked through it twice, and his expression became solemn.

He unzipped his sportswear and walked to the locker room:

"Liu Jincheng, wait for me to change clothes, and we will go to Bai's house together."

At the same time, the Bai family.

Bai Xingjian was arguing with Bai Xinglu:

"Do you still see me as a brother in your eyes? If you continue, you will kill someone..."

With that said, Bai Xingjian called to his assistant and asked the assistant to release the person.

At this time, Yanjiu was a little disappointed. From Bai Xingjian's tone, he must have been seriously injured.

Indeed, my whole body hurts.

But even so, the white magnolia did not appear. Will the remaining white magnolias really exist? Or is it too weak to be pieced together?

Yanjiu's heart was filled with uncertainty.

……

At the door of Bai's house, Nan He and Shang Jing bumped into each other.

As soon as Shang Jing came out of seclusion, he learned about Yan Jiu.

At this time, he looked at Nan He with a sinister expression: "I gave the ancient map to Yanjiu."

Hearing this, Nan He kicked down the steps next to him. After changing his usual dignified image, he actually cursed.

"Wipe! Let's go!"

At the same time, Liu Jincheng was also greeting the two of them: "Stop nagging..."

When walking to the inner courtyard of the Bai family, Shang Jing said to Nan He:

"If something happens to Yanjiu, I will kill you..."

Nan He felt guilty at this time, and he didn't notice what Shang Jing said.

When they arrived at the confession booth, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.

Yan Jiu was covered in blood, and only his face was clean, but that face was now pale and bloodless.

On the contrary, it made Yanjiu's peach blossom eyes even more beautiful, and his whole body looked like it was about to break.

But in this situation, Yan Jiu gently raised the corners of his lips, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

He was very loose at this moment, as if a string that had been stretched had come loose.

Everyone followed Yanjiu's gaze and saw a white flower floating on a patch of snow outside the Pavilion.

But the flowers were not very obvious due to the snow.

Shang Jing subconsciously felt that he should pick up the flower and put it away before going to save Yanjiu.

But with a sudden move, Bai Xinglu, who was very close to the flower, crushed the little white flower with his foot.

Bai Xinglu said disgustedly: "It's winter, how come all evil spirits dare to come out."

……

Silence, deathly silence.

Because at this moment, everyone felt a very strange feeling.

Time and space seemed to be distorted for a moment, and something extremely heavy was oppressing the body.

It's like murderous intent, but it also seems to be something more fascinating than murderous intent.

Shang Jing and Nan He were the best of their generation on the court, and they quickly broke away from that kind of power.

But Bai Xinglu couldn't. He felt that all the bones in his body were being pricked by needles, and he felt that the power was targeting him.

When he raised his head, he saw Yan Jiu looking at him with a terrifying look.

Those eyes were empty, and behind the emptiness there was extremely sad resentment.

Bai Xinglu thought Yanjiu was resentful of him for punishing him.

For some reason, fear arose in Bai Xinglu. He told himself over and over again, "Don't be afraid. Yanjiu has nothing to be afraid of. He doesn't even have spiritual power."

On the other side, what Shang Jing saw on Yanjiu's face was not terrible resentment.

But he saw that Yanjiu was really going to be broken, the "shattering" he had always wanted to see before.

At this moment, Shang Jing suddenly realized that the brokenness he had always considered "beautiful" was not pleasant at all.

He always felt that Yanjiu's spirit was both impregnable and always on the verge of collapse.

But once it is broken, it will cause a lot of pain in my heart.

Yan Jiu is pale, broken, and beautiful at the moment, so beautiful that it makes people feel heartbroken and heartbroken.

Shang Jing stepped forward, untied the rope hanging Yan Jiu, and then held him horizontally in his arms.

Yanjiu was still staring at Bai Xinglu.

Shang Jing thought about taking Yanjiu back to heal the injury first. When passing by Bai Xinglu, Yanjiu suddenly said:

"Shang Jing, wait..."

The voice was very calm, almost unnaturally calm.

Shang Jing stopped and Yanjiu looked at Bai Xinglu and asked:

"Do you know what life feels like worse than death?"

Bai Xinglu was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Yanjiu suddenly smiled, his peach blossom eyes twinkling, and at this moment he was so beautiful that it was so beautiful:

"It's okay, you'll find out soon."

Shang Jing hugged Yanjiu's arm tightly, and he unconsciously murmured "goblin" in his heart.

The almost natural appearance of Yanjiu just now seemed to have an unspeakable attraction.

Many people on the field were stunned.

When passing by Nanhe, Yanjiu said calmly: "I borrowed the ancient map from Shang Jing, not stole it..."

The so-called "evidence", that is, Shang Jing, was looking at Nan He with a sneer: "You borrowed it from me."

Nan He lost his voice for a moment. He knew that he should say sorry, but he couldn't say it.

Shang Jing hugged Yanjiu and left, leaving behind stains of blood on the Pavilion of Repentance and cold snow on the ground.

Liu Jincheng did not leave, but looked at the snow on the ground in trance.

After a while, he tore off a piece of his shirt and put away the snow.

There are fragments of Magnolia in the snow, and he is a doctor.