My rival says he won't marry me

Chapter 528 Dare to Lie to Me

Song Tihu reprimanded: "What's wrong, you're so clumsy everywhere you go!"

"Yes, Brother Song taught you the right thing."

Seeing this situation, Liu San'er didn't pay much attention, turned around and continued to lead the way.

Behind him, Song Ti glanced back at the two of them, who nodded silently at him at the same time.

At this time, no one could be seen at the front desk, a swivel chair was pushed to the back, and a scruffy man nestled in the empty slot under the table, his neck twisted at a strange angle.

Liu San'er led Xiao Jiuhan and others all the way down to the basement. Although the appearance of this non-star hotel is not big, the basement is very spacious, and there are no walls to block it, so you can see the end at a glance.

Of course, the scene of No. 30 people in the basement waiting in full force was also clearly seen.

As soon as they entered the basement, these people immediately rushed up and surrounded them.

In front of the encirclement, a man wearing leather boots, with his legs up on the armrest, sat crookedly, squinting at them with disdain.

Not far from the man, stood a cross steel frame, on which stood a man in his 30s, with a tear mole at the corner of his eye, and one side of the glasses on the bridge of his nose was broken.

The pale light in the basement shone on his handsome face, making him a little embarrassed, but he had an air of utter wisdom, wisdom, and restraint, like a distant mountain in the sky, making it elusive.

The man closed his eyes, as if no matter what happened here, he didn't care.

Xiao Jiuhan actually saw a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Liu San'er, who are you bringing back? Wan?" The man on the chair said lazily.

Liu San'er glanced at the people surrounded by him, feeling confident, not worried about what the people behind him dared to do to him, walking towards the man while talking.

"Master Nie, these people are also members of the Nine Leagues. They just arrived today. They came to look for Wan Qingming. I ran into them on the way, and I brought them back."

They were all fledgling rookies, they believed everything he said, and obediently followed him back.

Seeing that Liu San'er was about to walk out of the encirclement and return to his own camp, a chill suddenly hit his back.

Before he could react to what happened, he found himself retreating. Under the shocked eyes of the man and his subordinates, he returned to Xiao Jiuhan and the others.

Not only that, he found that his whole body was frozen, unable to move, only one head was exposed, and he was shivering from the cold.

"Turning gas into reality, ground steps?!" The man on the chair stood up, his face was pale and pale, and he looked at the person who was walking towards the ice sculpture Liu San'er.

Xiao Jiuhan walked up to Liu San'er, and cast a sidelong glance at him, the silver mask glowing coldly.

"If you dare to lie to me, you must have the consciousness of death."

This voice was heard in Liu San'er's ears, it was colder than the ice covering him.

The sound was like light snowflakes falling, and Liu San'er felt in horror that the ice layer on his body was shattered, and his body was also torn apart.

The sound of the ice cracking was particularly crisp and sweet in the basement.

In the end, only a head remained of Liu San'er's body, which rolled all the way to Master Nie's feet.

Those people who were aggressively forming a circle just now were all shocked by the scene in front of them, and all backed away.

The man on the steel frame finally opened his eyes, and looked at Xiao Jiuhan with quiet and introverted eyes, with a trace of scrutiny.

(End of this chapter)