Mr. Perfect Makeover

Under Xiao Rufeng's eyes that couldn't see his emotions clearly, Wu Xin's heart suddenly shrank. For some reason, he had a strong intuition that what he was going to see next would change his life.

Taking the red sandalwood box with trembling hands, it was not as heavy as it looked on the outside, but Wu Xin's palm suddenly sank, as if it weighed more than a thousand catties.He took a deep breath, gathered and relaxed the palms hanging on the side of his legs a few times, and finally, as if he had made some great determination, he pushed open the metal snap button on the wooden box.

pat!

The box lid popped open, and a slit visible to the naked eye split from the box body, but it seemed a bit reluctant to see what was inside.

However, Wu Xin didn't hesitate too much this time, and raised his hand to lift the lid of the box.Anyway, sooner or later you have to look at the things inside, and there is not much difference between a moment later and an earlier moment.

"Ah!" Wu Xin suddenly covered her open mouth in astonishment, but more emotions poured out from those naked eyes. Looking closely, that emotion seemed to be fear!

"What's the matter?" Xiao Rufeng took back the wooden box and asked softly, Wu Xin's sudden astonishment and fear were clearly seen by him, but his face was indifferent, as if he didn't feel anything.

"This is...?" Wu Xin swallowed suddenly, and asked with a little panic.

"As you can see, it's a severed palm." Xiao Rufeng glanced at the contents of the box, seeming to be quite disgusted with the contents, closed the lid again with a snap, raised his eyes and continued: "It's a broken palm." Only a charred hand."

"Why did you show me this kind of thing?" Wu Xinran subconsciously took a step back while talking.

"Why?" Xiao Rufeng seemed to think that Wu Xinran's question was a little ridiculous, and there was a trace of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "I found this at the place where you fainted, why do you think I let you see this thing?"

He Fuming's shrill scream was still lingering in his ears.

You killed someone!Qingyin's words blasted a layer of huge ripples in his mind like an ear-piercing magic sound.

Not a dream. . . . . .?

Are your hands really stained with blood?

Wu Xin couldn't stop backing away until he stuck to the cold wall, shaking his head and muttering to himself tremblingly: "I didn't kill people, I didn't kill people, I didn't kill people..."

Seeing Wu Xinran who was about to collapse, Xiao Rufeng's heart twitched for some reason. He was born in Yuan, and because of the environment he lived in, in order to maintain the dignity of the royal family, he had experienced too many fights since he was a child. Only after the baptism of blood can one grow up, but Wu Xin didn't know that even though the soul is a Yuanren, the respect of ordinary people for life is also imprinted in his bones, so that he will kill a person horribly, unless he is a pervert who is born bloodthirsty , most people's emotions will be out of control.Xiao Rufeng would only disdain and look down on this kind of behavior of the weak when placed on other Yuan people, but facing the pale young man in front of him, he could only feel distressed.Distressed?As soon as this kind of thought appeared, the eyes of this man with a beautiful and crazy appearance suddenly shrank, and the hand that clenched the wooden box was almost about to crush it, but seeing Wu Xin who was gradually slipping to the ground, he seemed to be discouraged. Throw the wooden box casually, and throw it accurately into the open drawer. I don't know what kind of mechanism of the drawer is touched. The protruding part slowly pushes inward until it blends into a plane with the surrounding wall. stop.

"You didn't kill anyone!" The unquestionable tone made Wu Xin, who had almost collapsed, suddenly regain a trace of clarity.

"Really?" It seemed to be uncertain, and it seemed to be a strong expectation.

"En." Xiao Rufeng replied in a deep voice.

The affirmative tone finally brought Wu Xin back to reality suddenly.

"But, that severed palm..."

"This is the problem we will solve next." A cold light flashed in Xiao Rufeng's eyes.