Chapter 75 An Xia, You Win

Cheng Ming's voice approached from far away, and the two people standing at the door of the small black house were so psychologically strong that they did not move at all.

One waits for an answer.

One waits in.

Lines of sight collided, obscured.

Mu Chenyuan held back a trace of helplessness on his thin lips, and finally, he compromised first.

Lie Lie came with a low voice, "As long as you have no problems, we will not hurt you."

Not only will it not hurt you, but it will also find ways to attract it.

but……

Mu Chenyuan cast a ray of light on the four corpses that were brought out, but her coldness was beyond their imagination.

But there is no way to accuse her of being wrong.

It was these people who took the initiative to provoke her, so how could she be said to be wrong.

"Conversely, if I have a problem, you should cut the grass and roots right away, right." An Xia was not satisfied with his answer, but it was not much to pry out a little bit of information from his mouth that was so tightly closed. .

Very solid answer.

There is an old saying in Xia Guo, which is also a sentence that her mother always told her in her ear: be careful when sailing for ten thousand years.

With thousands of years of civilization, Xia Kingdom, no matter how the times change, is still so careful.

Good.

It is necessary to have the heart of guarding against others, and you must not have the heart of harming others.

Mu Chenyuan stared for a while, then nodded slightly, indicating that what An Xia said was right.

"Okay, then I know." An Xia gave him a deep look, turned around, went back to the small black room, threw out the key before closing the door, and said lightly, "Thank you."

After receiving the key, the sharp-edged lock piece pressed against the palm of his hand, and then re-locked the lock.

The fingerprints on the lock were wiped clean, and the footprints on the ground were wiped off one by one. The snow rustled under the feet, and the sound floated into Wu Wenyue's ears.

She didn't get any closer, and her whole body was tense, and she continued to hold Cheng Ming until the ruined building became quiet again.

The shadows of the trees whirled, the branches stretched their teeth and danced their claws like ghosts, and the cold wind blew past, and another night passed.

Early the next morning, Wu Wenyue stepped on the thick snow and stood at the iron gate of the small black house.

Taking a deep breath of the chilly morning wind, he ordered the teaching assistant to open the iron door.

The door opened, and the blood was so thick that it was nauseating.

The assistant's expression changed slightly, and he shouted, "An Xia!"

He thought something happened to An Xia.

There are always a few problematic youths who commit suicide in the small black room every year.

Wu Wenyue raised her hand and pretended to wave away the blood on her face, covering her eyes with a smile that was cold, perverted, and mean.

Social scum, death is not a pity.

"Are you planning to let me out?" A unique cold voice came lazily from the corner, and the smile in Wu Wenyue's eyes froze instantly, and she suddenly raised her eyes.

She saw An Xia step out of the darkness and walk into the snowy light slanting into the house from the door.

How are you still alive?

Wu Wenyue was so shocked that she stared at An Xia for a long time.

She was still alive, how did the bloody smell in the little black room come from?

Could it be that something happened to the four people who were put in last night?

Is it their blood?

For a second, Wu Wenyue almost rushed into the small black room, but quickly restrained her impulse.

At least she can't go in until An Xia leaves.

The teaching assistant heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a serious face, "The next time I see you making trouble, I will be locked up for at least five days! Enter a special education institution and learn to be a good person, otherwise, you will suffer."

Turning sideways, asked Wu Wenyue, "Teacher Wu, let her go out now?"

Wu Wenyue didn't answer, but looked at An Xia sharply, trying to read something from her face.

You can't see anything at all, standing in front of her cleanly, it doesn't look like a person who has been locked up for three days without dripping water!

The small palm-sized face is fair and voluptuous, and the narrow and long eyes are cold and calm like ancient wells.

Realizing that he was looking at her, the lids of his eyes were lifted slightly inadvertently, and the bottom of his quiet eyes flicked coldly, there was already a smile in his eyes that made her tremble.

As if she knew what she did.