Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 44 Playing in front of me, looking for death

Saying this in front of Wu Yao and Wen Tao is really a bit tricky.

Especially if it is so frivolous and conceited!

This makes Wuyao very unhappy, no one can pretend to be thirteen in front of her.

Of course, she is also very interested in the 'person' behind this counterfeit Xu Yizhi, very interested.

"is it?"

Asking Xu Yizhi back, Wu Wuyao crushed the leaf bit by bit under his direct gaze.

The withered yellow leaves turned into powder and fell down one after another, Xu Yizhi's pupils constricted violently, "Don't..."

The crazy Xu Yizhi really wanted to step forward and interrupt Wu Wuyao's movements, but he was afraid of Wen Tao.

As a result of the entanglement of contradictions, the leaves were all turned into powder, scattered on the table, and scattered in the wind.

Xu Yizhi, who fell into despair, stared at Wuyao with wide-eyed pupils, clenched his fists tightly, and veins popped out on his forehead.

If it weren't for the extremely murderous aura emanating from Wen Tao, Xu Yizhi would have bitten people like a mad lion.

Ignoring Xu Yizhi's monstrous resentment, Wu Yao lightly slapped his hand, and there was no powder left on the table.

Xu Yizhi glared at Wuyao with blood red eyes, gritted his teeth fiercely, "You are simply a lunatic."

With a black folding fan in his hand, Wuyao said in a wicked and frivolous voice, "I don't like being threatened by others. Once I am threatened, I will want to destroy the things that the person who threatens me cares about the most."

Looking down at Xu Yizhi condescendingly, Wu Wuyao's voice fell slowly.

"Your skin is a good skin, but it's flashy, and there are only holes left."

After finishing speaking, Wu Wuyao leaned over and raised Xu Yizhi's chin with the folding fan in his hand.

Forcing Xu Yizhi to look at him, Wuyao's hand was about to touch Xu Yizhi's chin, and a hand stretched out to block Wuyao's movement.

Wu Wuyao looked at the owner of the hand, and his eyes met Wen Tao.

The movements of the hands stopped moving, Wu Yao's voice was flattering and pure: "What?"

Blocking Fifth Yao's hand that was about to touch Xu Yizhi, Wen Tao slightly raised his eyelids, and said in a cool voice, "Be careful, men and women are different."

Jiang Zhiyan and others: "..."

If you mind, you mind, and you put it so grandly.

There was a smile on the lips, Wu Yao obediently withdrew the hand that was about to touch Xu Yizhi, shook the folding fan lightly, and smiled charmingly.

"Okay, if you don't let me touch it, I just don't touch it."

When he looked at Wen Tao with a smile on his lips, he was full of tenderness and amorous feelings, "If you want to touch me, I'm overjoyed."

After teasing Wen Tao, Wu Wuyao shifted his gaze to Xu Yizhi, and lightly closed the folding fan in his hand, with a cold and charming voice.

"Let me guess the ins and outs of the matter, and listen to whether this is the case."

Looking at Xu Yizhi, Wu Wuyao smiled meaningfully, kissing like blood red lips.

"You didn't look like this originally, but someone changed your appearance for you. Let you appear at the scene of the crime, and let you use the leaves destroyed by me as a medium to achieve some kind of ulterior secret."

"After the matter was successful, you had an accident when you left and left the leaves on the scene."

"You were afraid of being punished if you were to pursue it afterwards, so you took the risk and went back to the scene of the crime, isn't that true?"

Wuyao's remarks are all her own guesses, but they are not far from the truth.

Xu Yizhi didn't expect the woman in front of him to guess things so accurately, he looked straight at Wuyao and continued to remain silent.

Going back to the chair and sitting down, Fifth Yao leaned back, with a domineering posture.

Playing with the folding fan in his hand, Wu Wuyao lightly raised his eyes and slammed on Xu Yizhi with a little pressure: "Tell me, am I right?"

Responding to Fifth Yao, Xu Yizhi remained silent.

The folding fan in Fifth Yao's hand flew out, and the handle of the folding fan hit Xu Yizhi on the forehead.

There were red dots on Xu Yizhi's forehead, and a drop of bright red blood came out.

Catching the Flying Folding Fan, Wu Yao's voice was bloodthirsty: "Putting things out in front of me, courting death!"

　Good night, I want a small ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)