A woman like me has a dark hand and a cruel heart.

I can insert this knife according to your heart, and I can go to heaven and earth, and I don’t want you in my life."

Feng Wuyou was as calm as water. She knew that any ambiguous words to people like Tuoba Lie would only make him feel that there was still an opportunity to take advantage of.

So, let's just explain it clearly.

It was impossible for her to follow him to Beiliang. It had nothing to do with reputation or identity, just because she didn't want to.

She also wants to take advantage of today's opportunity to completely finish the matter.

She was betting, and Tuoba Lie thought that she was not worth it.

Tuoba Lie stared at Feng Wuyou.

He had encountered too many rejections in his life, and most of those rejections were accompanied by humiliation because at that time, no one regarded him as a human being.

But he had never encountered such a rejection from Feng Wuyou.

Even if he refused, he would be so arrogant that he could not feel displeased.

Suddenly, Tuoba Lie laughed in a low voice.

"Feng Wuyou, what would happen if you didn't run away outside Anling City?"

He suddenly missed the way he saw Feng Wuyou at first. He clearly found out that he killed someone and fed the horse, but he was still lying calmly in the grass without saying a word.

Even if you are discovered, you can still come up with a solution to it immediately.

Feng Wuyou said calmly: "Or I was killed by you, or you were killed by me."

If Tuoba Lie had caught her at that time, he would definitely not have been as polite as he is now.

Beating, scolding, humiliating, and forcing are all possible things.

And Feng Wuyou, how could she be someone who is willing to be so angry?

So, if she was caught at that time, she would definitely be in vain with Tuoba Lie.

"So, no matter whether it is past or present, there is no other ending between us?"

Tuoba Lie really frowned this time and was extremely dissatisfied.

Feng Wuyou didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

She and Tuoba Lie were like two knives that were also unsheathed. Whenever they met, they would be injured.

And Xiao Jinglan... Regardless of whether he was a knife or not, when Feng Wuyou met him, he honed himself into a gentle scabbard.

If not, how could they get along all the way?

"Okay, I get it."

Tuoba Lie nodded, and there was no need for Feng Wuyou to move his body and retreat little by little.

Feng Wuyou's hand was as steady as a rock, not moving at all.

With a puff, the tip of the knife was completely pulled out of the body.

"Shank you..." Shulun hurriedly stepped forward and hurriedly checked Tuoba Lie's wound.

“What to look at?

Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

Tuoba Lie kicked him away, tore the cloth strip and wrapped it around his body casually, shouting, "Go!"

Walk?

Where to go?

Shulun and Amugulang were both a little confused.

Dahan came to take Feng Wuyou away, but what about now?

Don't bring it?

Just as I was about to say something, suddenly, a loud eagle cry came from above my head.
Chapter completed!