I lost my horse after agreeing to a divorce with the crazy villain

Chapter 965 Jiang Xingzhi, you are sick

The black mist on Jiang Xingzhi's fingers shrouded Yan Wu's face, and the mask on Yan Wu's face disappeared instantly, revealing her original facial features.

He stared at the facial features, with a slight sneer on his lips.

But after seeing Yan Wu's real facial features, the smile and sarcasm disappeared, and his face was as cold as frost.

He stared at Yan Wu, as if there were countless shavings in his eyes, and the next moment they all sprayed on Yan Wu's face, scraping Yan Wu's face beyond recognition.

Yan Wu was not afraid of his murderous aura. She tilted her head and continued to ask curiously: "What was my relationship with you in the past?"

"You want to ask yourself, what was it like in the past?"

Jiang Xingzhi hooked Yan Wu's chin, forcing Yan Wu to look up at him.

He sneered and said word by word: "You used to be a slut who could do anything but become a slut. You even built monuments for yourself after becoming a slut. You are not even as good as a female prostitute."

With every word he spoke, his facial features gradually became more ferocious.

There was black gas all over his body.

The eyes were even darker, with no whites left, only an invisible black mist shrouding them.

The next moment, he suddenly reached out and pinched Yan Wu's neck.

"go to hell!"

His hands are strong.

With just one force, Yan Wu's neck could be snapped.

The most terrifying thing is that Yan Wu was fixed by his black energy, and even with all his strength, he couldn't break free.

She could only watch as his hands pinched her neck.

But the next moment, when Jiang Xingzhi's dark eyes, which seemed to be shrouded in black mist, met Yan Wu's eyes, a little light burst out.

Immediately, all the black energy in his body dissipated, and when his outstretched hand touched Yan Wu, he hugged her instead.

He leaned forward, knelt on the ground, and held Yan Wu tightly in his arms.

Yan Wu:? ? ?

She glanced slightly sideways, looking at Jiang Xingzhi who looked confused.

Before she could speak, Jiang Xingzhi took the lead and asked, "Awu, what, what's going on?"

He had already noticed the finger marks on Yan Wu's chin.

It is green and red.

And the fingerprints were obviously his.

Not only that, Yan Wu's neck was also strangled with blood from the seemingly insubstantial black mist.

When Jiang Xingzhi asked this question, his voice was trembling.

Although he had no memory of what happened before he opened his eyes.

But subconsciously, he knew what he had done!
What did he do?
Why doesn't he know at all?
Yan Wu touched his neck, smiled and said to him, "Fortunately you woke up in time, otherwise my neck would have been cut in two."

She didn't wait for Jiang Xingzhi to answer, and then said, "Let's sit down on the sofa and talk slowly."

Jiang Xingzhi was about to carry her to the sofa.

Yan Wu reached out and pushed him away: "I'll go by myself."

Jiang Xingzhi lowered his eyes and said softly, "Yeah."

The two sat on the sofa together.

Yan Wu raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Xingzhi.

Just now, Jiang Xingzhi, who could control the black energy, looked like a guy who came out of the cold and dark depths of hell.

But now, without his black clothes, Jiang Xingzhi looked much more approachable.

Although in fact Jiang Xingzhi is not friendly at all.

Yan Wu said, "You are sick."

Jiang Xingzhi:......

Although he tried his best to stay calm, he could see the marks on Yan Wu's neck and his voice was still trembling unnoticeably: "Did I suffer from sleepwalking again? Ah Wu, did I hurt you..."

(End of this chapter)