I water the flowers of the kaolin

My name is Fang Jiyun, and I am really angry.

He suspected that I was the seventh child, and I felt sad and uncomfortable.

He suspected that Liang Wan was Liang Wan, and I was both scared and uncomfortable.

But he suspects that there is a distorted relationship between me and Liang Wan, that Liang Wan uses despicable means to control me, and even thinks that I am Liang Wan's slave, then I will not only make myself uncomfortable, but also want him to feel uncomfortable.

Because Li Zangfeng's guess is too outrageous.

It's so outrageous that it's almost like he's trying to get mad at me on purpose.

Li Zangfeng saw my face down, and said coldly, "What? What's wrong with what I said?"

He was still holding my hand, and his five fingers were on my wrist like a torture tool for interrogation. Then I didn't move, and I didn't retreat. I just arched forward and narrowed the distance between us. Almost the tip of my nose was facing his, and then I saw his startled face.I turned a cold face, knowing that the distance has narrowed our spiritual momentum, it's time to say something.

"Even if I have an improper relationship with him, what does it have to do with you, Li Daxia?"

After hearing this, Li Zangfeng was taken aback for a moment, and then his whole person changed accordingly.

His breath was like wildfire on the snowfield, his eyes were like ice that would not melt under the scorching sun, it seemed that even the facial muscles on his cheeks were throbbing with fighting intent, and there was only a smile on the corner of his mouth, which condensed into sarcasm and anger.

"What I see is related to me."

"I don't care who you are, as long as you are harmed and persecuted by others, I will not care."

"Whether you like it or not, whether you want me to intervene or not, I will definitely intervene!"

I stared at him motionlessly: "What's the reason?"

"What reason is needed?"

"There are reasons for being a person and doing things. You are so impatient, isn't it because I look like your old friend? You feel ashamed of Lao Qi, so you want to show it to me, and you will feel better because of it. What I said is also no?"

Li Zangfeng was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked me three questions.

"How is it? How is it not? Do you feel differently?"

He seemed to be asking me, and seemed to be looking at a pair of Central Plains people's eyes through my foreign pupils.

I stared at him intently, I saw him staring at the trembling of every inch of muscle on my cheeks, he watched the opening and closing of the corners of my lips, his eyes reflected the fluctuations in my eyes, there were waves and waves there , is now a piece of stagnant water.

Because I'm no longer angry, I can't be angry, I can't be angry.

I already know what he is thinking, what he is thinking, how can I get angry with him again?

This second idiot surnamed Li, this pure dueling guy, he wants to find Lao Qi in me, but I can't drag him down, and I don't want to lie to him again.

If I admit who I am, he will definitely join me in killing Cao Geometry.This is drag.

If I say that I am Lao Qi, he and I may go back to the past, but this is a lie.

Because I was never the seventh.

I'm just someone who has played Lao Qi.

It is his shadow left in the world.

Now what I do is myself, and what I play now is Fang Jiyun.

Why bother to recognize each other, making him mistakenly think that he has an extra soul confidant?

Why drag him into the water, let him risk his life for a shadow?

So I smiled, and I promise I smiled sweetly and cruelly.

"Li Daxia, Lao Qi is dead."

Li Zangfeng: "This is what the storyteller said."

"But it's also my opinion, it's what others say. If everyone says that he is dead, then his death is beneficial to everyone and also to himself."

Li Zangfeng's eyes trembled: "What did you say?"

I smiled and said, "Hero Li, can you allow the villain to guess a few words?"

"You said."

"If the old seventh is still alive, the corpse at the bottom of the cliff is not his. Then why did he wash the corpse into the river and show you the dagger?"

"Just because he wants you to think he's dead, maybe he thinks he's dead too. Only when he's dead can he stop taking revenge and killing people."

"What do you want to say?"

I said, "If he chooses to hide his head and show his tail, there is only one reason."

"What reason?"

"He's scared."

I looked at Li Zangfeng word by word: "He is afraid of death."

He is afraid of your death, afraid of Liang Wan's death, he is most afraid of seeing someone die for him again!

Li Zangfeng said coldly: "You said he was afraid of death?"

He clenched my arm tightly and it rattled, the pain was in the bone marrow, but I laughed even harder.

"If he really cared about you, he would not stop looking for you. Everyone in the world knows that you are in Meizhou, and he can definitely send you a message telling you that he is still alive and that he is still in this world!"

"But he didn't, he didn't give you any news from the beginning to the end!"

Li Zangfeng gritted his teeth angrily: "Fang, Ji, Yun!"

This is the first time he has said my name in a conversation.

But it was full of anger, every word was like a knife, and it was gnashing its teeth.

Even his surprise and anger were wrapped in his scorching breath, and they slapped my face wave after wave, making my cheeks hurt.

But I can only go forward, not backward.

"I heard that Li Daxia only met that old seventh man three times. Do you really understand him? Do you understand what kind of person he is?"

"I heard that he was attacked by the Jinxian River, but he let all the attackers go. With such a soft heart, can he be called the number one killer in the world?"

"I heard that Lao Qi is an upright man, but he attacked you with a bag of powder, and he even ran away! Abandon the opponent!"

"Such a despicable and cowardly man, how do you know that he is still the old seventh?"

"Haven't you ever thought that the real Lao Qi might have died long before meeting you, and the current Lao Qi is just a fake who deceives the world?"

I watched the complexion on Li Zangfeng's face change, I smiled slightly, and let out my last breath of cool air towards his hot face.

"If Li Daxia wants to, he can also regard me as the old seven. If you see my face is pretty, then take a look at it more. If you think my wrist is weak, then hold it. Anyway, this old seven, everyone I can do it, I haven't done it yet."

These words were simply the trump card of the trump card, Li Zangfeng couldn't listen to it no matter what, the shock and anger spread from the corner of his eye to the corner of his lips, both of his lips were twitching.

"Shut up for me!"

"If he was really despicable, he wouldn't have saved me in the secret room!"

"If he was really cowardly, he wouldn't have gone to Tianmo Cliff to challenge me to a duel!"

"If he was really soft-hearted, he would never fight two against one when he was seriously injured, and die with Wei Chaoshan in order to save me and my old friends from the past!"

His sentences are like a letter of war, each word is like a bloody mark engraved on the bone marrow, the shadow hits his facial features, and it is messy and chopped up with his anger. Only anger is the energy that accumulates stronger and stronger. There were lightning flashes and thunder in his eyes, and as his lips leaked out, they all fell on me.

"What do people like you know about him? What do you deserve to say about him!?"

After the conclusion, there was a familiar "click".

Familiar sound effects of dislocation, familiar gripping hands.

But this time he didn't do it accidentally, he did it on purpose.

My wrist collapsed limply like a water snake, but he quickly flung it away, taking the opportunity to step back a few steps, with a look of disgust and anger, as if shaking off some disgusting thing.

He looked at me, I looked at him, and I knew I had achieved my goal.

It can make a quick-witted person forget his quick-wittedness, and let a thoughtful person lose his thinking, and all he has to do is poke him, poke at the pain point on his heart.

Li Zangfeng stared at me coldly: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

I was taken aback for a moment, then suppressed the acid, pretended to smile, and pretended to be a mature old fried dough stick.

"I stayed in this place first, so Li Daxia can't be reasonable, let me finish crying here?"

Li Zangfeng said coldly: "If you didn't look too much like him, I would have killed you based on what you said just now!"

The words were murderous, and I knew he was sincere.

Sincerely good, really great, and only sincerity can make him recognize the reality.

Seeing me standing still, Li Zangfeng said angrily, "If you don't get out, I'll kill you immediately!"

I was smiling: "Okay, I'll get out, I should have been out a long time ago."

Holding the dislocated wrist, I walked slowly.

There is a hole in my heart that has just been filled, and now the words start to roll, the hole is empty, the passing wind can fill it, and the rain that comes down can drip to fill it.

What does it mean?

Explain that dealing with emotions is not a temporary thing, it needs to be dealt with for a long time and regularly, so that it can be stabilized.

It was a day of ups and downs, and to sum it up, it was a bit uncomfortable.

But some things are worth doing, and there are some people, you have to keep your old face after cutting it up.

When I walked to the door of the noodle shop, Liang Wan was waiting for me happily, but as soon as I got closer, I found that I was holding my wrist, and the five fingerprints on the wrist were floating there like five red scars. , he was stunned.

"what happened to your hand?"

I smiled and said, "It's okay, I get angry when I get angry, and when I get angry, I hit the wall. If I hit too much, my hand will break?"

Liang Wan originally wanted to ask again, but after looking at my appearance, he seemed to have noticed something, so he dragged me inside.I wanted to go straight back to my room, but he forced me to sit in the yard and see who I was by the sunlight.

"Who broke your hand? But Li Zangfeng is looking for trouble for you?"

I said, "Don't worry about him anymore."

Liang Wan said anxiously: "Why not? What happened?"

I smiled lightly and said, "He won't doubt you, and he won't doubt me anymore, I've taken care of everything."

Just this sentence hit Liang Wan's back like a whip. His back, which had never been bent, suddenly bent out of thin air.

"Xiao Fang, what have you done?"

There are no more routines, this is really urgent.

I smiled at him: "Things have to come one by one, you tell your own things first, and then I tell mine."

Liang Wan took a deep breath and said, "Okay, but I have to set your bones first, and then go buy some wine. To talk about the next thing, I have to drink."

He wanted to touch my wrist, but I dodged suddenly.

"Dr. Luo taught me how to set bones. I will do it myself. You go to buy a bar first."

Seeing that I persisted, Liang Wan could only pat me on the shoulder and walked out very uneasy.

As soon as his men left, I walked towards my room with my wrists in my hands and my head in my hands, and I slammed into the bed, I couldn't get up, and I began to shake my body and bones in pain.

The wrist is a small pain, and the head is a severe pain.

My head hurts like this, I don't care about the dislocated wrist, I just put it on the side of the bed, and I don't think it's my hand for the time being.

The mental state really affects the body. I had already dealt with my emotions after crying, but after this farce, the backlash was even worse. I was so painful that I finally gritted my teeth and burst into physical tears.

At this time, I vaguely heard footsteps. Even though I was in pain and shaking like a sieve, I knew he was back, but I couldn't hear anything, my ears were buzzing, and the sound was echoing in my mind. Eight kinds of tunes came out, and the body was groggy and unable to move.

The man stood beside me for a long time, wondering what he was thinking, and after thinking for so long, he finally came over and put his hand on my limp cartilage.

With a "click", he straightened my bones again.

I let out a "hiss" from the pain in the bed, I closed my eyes and thought vaguely, why is this person's bone-setting technique as bad as that of Lao Jiao?

Then the quilt was lifted, and I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, huddled in pain and motionless, my whole body seemed to be dead, but a softness approached the corners of my eyes, as if I wanted to wipe something.

well?Why did someone prepare a silk handkerchief?

The hand holding Sipa froze between my eyebrows. The owner of the hand was silent for a long time, and when he opened his mouth, he spoke in a blunt voice like a knife in his mouth.

"Sorry... I'm late."

Who are you?sorry for what?

"A person's body and appearance can change. Maybe even character, tone, and even expression can be controlled."

What does that have to do with me?

"But a person's skeleton... cannot be changed in a short period of time."

Oh my skeleton is the same.

"So I know who you are, Old Seven."

Hey?

Why! ! ? ?