That expression was one of grievance, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
The light in LAN Yue's eyes gradually turned cold.
This person was really thick-skinned, even fire and water couldn't penetrate his skin, and even swords couldn't cut through his skin.
Damn it, an Yao saw that she wasn't easy to deal with recently and decided to go all out with her, right? That's good. I'll get rid of this trouble once and for all. I won't have to bother her like a dogskin plaster in the future.
"Yaoyao, do you know that you're killing someone?" Lan Jing's gaze coldly looked at an Yao and asked in a cold voice.
An Yao stopped crying and turned to look at her in confusion. She bit her lip and spoke in a hoarse voice.
Xiaoxiao, what nonsense are you talking about? "
There were whispers all around, most of which were mocking.
"Are you crazy? you actually said an Yao killed someone? Who did she kill?"
