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999. Easy to change but old people's heart 69

So, she doesn't believe his feelings at all, does she?

Sima Yi felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the huge fear made his eyes slowly turn blue. He held her hand tenaciously and seriously, aggrieved and insistent, "Sister, no matter how the world changes, I believe in my love for you."

My heart will never change."

Zhen Shan slowly closed his eyes and did not respond to his words.

"Sister, do you not believe me that much?"

Sima Yi, whose eyes turned blue, was no longer as steady as before. He was like a child, stubbornly trying to prove something to her.

"Sister, how can you believe me?"

Zhen Shan sighed softly, "I've finished reading Maple Leaf. Let's go back first."

"Sister, how about I dig out my heart and show it to you?"

"...Stop making trouble!"

"Then you believe me!"

Seeing that he really wanted to dig out his heart, Zhen Shan nodded quickly, "Ah, okay, okay, believe it!"

"real?"

"Yeah, it's true!"

"All right."

Zhen Shan: "..."

What's going on with your regretful tone?

You'll die if you dig out your heart, why don't you do it?

"Sister, will you be happy if I tear apart all those who bully you?"

The young man opened a pair of innocent and demonic blue eyes and asked expectantly.

He felt that the other person he was doing was too grinding. Wouldn't it be better to just kill the people his sister hated, tear their souls apart, and let them die in the most painful and despairing way? Why do you want to go around like that?

How many bends are there?

However, my sister seemed to like her other self more, and the boy puffed up his cheeks, feeling very aggrieved.

Zhen Shan: "...Probably, there is no need to be so anxious!"

Xiao Po Boy has two personalities, one is indirectly perverted and the other is directly perverted.

The demon concubine really wanted to wipe her face and admire her ability to cultivate perversion.

However, except for the time when the little boy killed Chen Fang and the others, he never revealed another personality. Over the years, she had almost forgotten his enchanting blue eyes.

"Oh," the young man curled his lips.

"What did you do again?"

Suddenly being hugged, with a head resting on his chest, Zhen Shan's red lips twitched slightly.

"Sister smells so good and warm. A Yi likes her the best."

The boy in Chu clothes hugged her tightly, his voice was soft, as if he was coquettishly speaking.

Zhen Shan: "..."

Sao Nian, you can't just become a fool and act like a hooligan!



After Maple Garden that day, the Eighth Prince once again lived a life of confinement, and the officials he coaxed and recruited were also unlucky one after another. The Lou family was the first to suffer, and Lou Le's father was directly fired from his official position.

Xuanji Hall is a place in Dongxuan similar to Qintian Prison in other dynasties, except that it has greater power and higher status. Over the years, it has been controlled by the Lou family. Now the Lou family is rejected by the royal family and replaced by Jinlinglan

Shi.

The dignitaries in the capital discovered that compared to the Lou family's arrogance and arrogance, the Lan family knew etiquette, were humble and clear-minded, and never put on airs. No matter where they went to tell their fortunes or read their feng shui, they were always polite and courteous.

, no matter how trivial it is, no one is impatient, and the work efficiency is several times faster than Lou's.

Soon, the Lan family had monopolized the hearts of the people, and it was useless for the Lou family to jump around any more.

However, it is impossible for the Lou family to give up their power and glory so willingly.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is a good time for ghosts and monsters to travel.

In the Lou family's mansion, the lights were still on in the study of the head of the family, and silhouettes of people were reflected on the door. It looked like a group of villains were collectively discussing the pace of things.

That is, the mantis stalks the cicada, with the oriole behind. They want to cause trouble, but there are also people who want to cause trouble to them.

Two black shadows ignored the Lou family's defensive formation like ghosts and fell silently on the roof of the study.

Sima Yi, wearing a dark cloak, listened to the Lou family discussing how to get rid of the Lan family and ruin his reputation, and his thin lips were raised like blood.

His eyes fell on the Lou family's ancestral hall, and he laughed silently as his figure passed by. The Lou family, who were still excitedly planning to cause trouble, had no idea that the footsteps of death were gradually approaching them.

The Lou family's ancestral hall is very large, and its scale is only one level lower than the royal ancestral hall, which shows their ambition.

Two black shadows fell.

"who?"

The Lou family members who were guarding the ancestral hall were awakened. However, they only uttered a single word before their necks were silently wiped by the black masked man behind Sima Yi. They died in a daze, without even a chance to turn into ghosts.

"Go and stand guard outside. Anyone who comes close will be killed without mercy."

"yes."

A mechanical man's voice came from behind the black mask, his figure swept out, and the door of the ancestral hall was closed.

Sima Yi stood in front of a row of memorial tablets in the Lou family. The candlelight flickered, making the slender black figure look even more weird.

Sima Yi lifted his hood and looked at the tablets. His eyes, as dark as midnight, gradually turned into a strange blue.

Suddenly, the silent ancestral hall echoed with a laugh, which seemed sarcastic, but also like a child who was interested in seeing a fun toy. Especially when there was a trace of ghostly atmosphere behind the tablets, he laughed even more happily.

"Want it out?"

The ghost seemed to stiffen for a moment, then roared, unwilling and resentful.

Sima Yi laughed loudly, as if mumbling to himself or talking to someone.

"Ah, I didn't expect that the first family of Xuanmen, the model of righteousness, would actually extract the destiny of others and suppress their souls. It's really interesting. It's no wonder that trash like Zhen Le was reincarnated here. It turned out to be a snake

It’s a nest of rats.”

Phew, the candles in the ancestral hall were extinguished, and the biting wind mixed with the sharp roars of ghosts.

Sima Yi calmly raised his hand and pinched the ghostly aura that was coming towards him. With a little force on his fingertips, he easily dispersed it.

The smile disappeared from his face, and murderous intent flashed through his strange blue eyes, "Do you want to die?"

At this time, Sima Yi would not be patient. He seemed innocent and ignorant, but in fact he had no distinction between good and evil. He could do as he pleased. Anyone who displeased him would be torn into pieces. Except for Zhen Shan, who was the only patient and soft person in his heart, it was worth letting him go.

All sharp thorns.

The ghostly aura behind the spiritual throne froze again. For a moment, it seemed to compromise, and slowly condensed into a human-shaped shadow, and bowed respectfully towards Sima Yi.
Chapter completed!
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