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Xiaohua was so stupid that she was speechless.

"You and your little brother are quite passionate, I really can't tell."

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As the small mirror in his hand moved, Wu Xie saw traces that made him blush and his heart beat.

He put the mirror away silently and pretended to look at the scenery.

Xiaohua: "What? This is so embarrassing. Weren't you very arrogant when you approached me for marriage? My mistress~"

Xiaohua deliberately teased him, because the blind man had been tossing him like crazy all day long about this matter.

Now that I think about it, I feel angry. It has been out of control since that day, and my waist is still a little sore now.

However, it was also the innocent stimulation that made the blind man determined to take action. He can be regarded as half a matchmaker.

"Xiao Hua~" Wu Xie's soft and cheeky voice sounded like he wanted to act coquettish and act cute to get through. The group of people around him couldn't stand him being like this.

Sure enough, Xiaohua clicked her tongue, stopped teasing him, and changed the topic.

"What's going on between you and the Huo family? I've never heard of you having a holiday before? But what happened that day was not like your usual style."

Wu Xie thought for a while and said, "She had a problem with my grandfather. She couldn't love her, so she will hate her for the rest of her life."

Xiaohua rolled her eyes and kept talking nonsense.

"Fart. Tell me properly."

"Well, Xiaohua looks good even when she talks dirty~"

This sentence was exchanged for a dragon-marked stick, and a sneer: "Speak carefully, otherwise I will tell Patriarch Zhang these bastard words."

When talking about Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie is honest. Sit up straight and slowly explain the cooperation between the Zhang family and Jiumen and the betrayal of Jiumen.

Things were full of ups and downs, and some of them made Wu Xie's eyes red as he talked about them.

Xiaohua clicked her tongue: "I really didn't expect you to investigate to this extent. Tell me, there is anything else you haven't told me."

Xiaohua paused and stared at Wuxie tightly, forcing Wuxie to look into her eyes and not allowing him to lie.

Wu Xie himself had thought about these things in private. Regarding the conspiracy and calculations of Jiumen's search for generations of people, he could tell these brothers who had accompanied him all the way, but there were some things he couldn't tell.

So Wu Xie expanded and deleted the story and explained the conspiracy and calculations of the Zhang family, Jiumen, and Wang family clearly.

Xiaohua's hand fell on her leg again and again, and her whole body was covered with this heavy pressure.

"How do you know? Don't lie. You definitely can't find out this with your current ability. Don't say it was your friend's help. You can't lie to me, Wuxie!"

Yes, Xiaohua has always been shrewd. Unlike Wu Xie, he has lived in calculations since he was a child. He took up the heavy burden of solving the family early and grew bigger and stronger, becoming the strongest family head of the new generation of the Nine Sects.

"Do you believe in the past and present life?" Wuxie turned his head and looked at Xie Yuchen with crooked eyes, but without a smile.

"If I said that these are things I have experienced and dealt with once,... would you believe me?"

Xiaohua stopped for a moment, with a cold face, and kept staring into innocent eyes.

The pressure of being the head of the Jie family came to his face, and he looked at him innocently.

"You..." Xiaohua spoke again, her voice was a little hoarse, she raised her hand and hugged this little girl: "Did I help you?"

Yes, you have been with me in the hot moments time and time again.

"Yes, you also lent me your partner."

Xiaohua: ..."There is strength in numbers."

"You've lost all your money, billions and billions."

Xiaohua: ..."It's okay, I can still make money."

"You... suffered a lot of injuries and were put in danger again and again."

In the end, he faked his death.

"I survived in the end, didn't I?"

Not a question, but an affirmation.