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Xia Yanan's eyes were slightly cold, "What do you think?"
"I think"
Xia Rujin paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at him, her eyes were clear and agile, "I think whether you recognize me or not, I am Xia Rujin."
"If you die, she can come back." He whispered, more like talking to himself.
Qiao Yihui and the driver in front did not dare to breathe.
I always feel that this dialogue is a bit weird.
Xia Rujin squinted her eyes, smiled loosely and confidently, "I won't die."
Wei Dun, seemed to feel that these words were too arrogant.
So he added modestly, "At least, when the Huo family and the Xia family are both here, I won't die first."
"What does the Xia family have to do with you?"
"Do you think the person behind is not coming for your Xia family?"
Xia Rujin simply did not go around with him, "It's very simple, I am here, and I can keep the Xia family safe. But if I can't keep it, then the Xia family will be gone."
"Are you threatening me?" Xia Yan'an's voice became cold.
"No." Xia Rujin shook her head, "I just want to say that the Xia family died in this game, which means that I am not strong enough to deal with the people behind it, so I am a little dangerous, and I may die if I am not careful."
Her voice is serious, but her attitude is laid-back.
Although it was a discussion about whether she would die, there was a feeling that everything was under control.
Xia Yan'an was so choked that he couldn't speak a word.
The dissatisfaction in my heart is even worse.
Although the former Xia Rujin was unruly and willful, she was still in awe in front of him. Even if you are unwilling, you will listen to the training honestly.
What about this girl?
Arrogant and conceited, without dignity!
"Do you really think that there is nothing I can do about you?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was a little dangerous.
Xia Rujin paused and looked at him in surprise.
Xia Yan'an moved slightly, and finally saw other emotions on her face.
Seeing her straight-forward words, deeds, and behavior, she is no more than a teenage girl, naive and blind, and she will be frightened when she encounters a hard nail.
Then he heard the startled Xia Rujin say in surprise, "Isn't that so?"
Could he have a way with her?
Xia Yan'an froze for a few seconds, then his face turned completely black.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but finally swallowed it all down
When Xia Rujin came home, Huo Yanshen was still off work.
Uncle Qian came up to him and asked a few things about the Qiao family. Xia Rujin explained a few words casually, and described the thrilling fight in an understatement.
Uncle Qian frowned when he heard this, and extremely disapproved of her straightforward approach.
After listening to it, I still did not forget to ask, "Next time there will be such a thing, my wife must not interfere lightly. If something really happens, my husband should be so worried!"
Xia Rujin's mouth became parched, she poured out a glass of water and drank it.
Looking at Uncle Qian's rigid look with his head tilted, he joked with a smile, "Aren't Uncle Qian worried?"
Uncle Qian was stunned for a moment, "Of course I am also worried, but the husband is the most worried!"
Xia Rujin smiled even more happily.
After saying that he knew it, he walked into the yard on his own.
"Call me for dinner later, I'll practice Gu for a while."
"Hey, good."
Uncle Qian looked at the cheerful figure, his eyes turned from stupefied to relieved.
The change of the little lady is getting more and more pleasing.
Before, it was weird and confusing. Now that I have grown up, I have become more and more humane.
Mr. has finally come to the end of all hardships, looking forward to a better day
Xia Rujin first went to the yard to pamper the little bugs, and then went straight upstairs.
Today, when she was helping Shi Xian, the aura of witchcraft she caught seemed similar. Although the man was timid, it wasn't that he didn't notice it at all.
She entered Huo Yanshen's study room, climbed on the chair and looked for the book on the top shelf.
This floor is full of books about witchcraft.
She helped Huo Yanshen find it earlier, which is suitable for beginners to understand.
Miao Jiang's witchcraft is not completely unfamiliar to the outside world. It is recorded in Feng Shui, and Miao Jiang also belonged to the Feng Shui family in the early days.
It's just too mysterious, and the introduction is only a little bit.
And the truth is mixed, too exaggerated.
She screened for a long time before she selected this batch of more pertinent introductions.
When collecting these books, she found that there were also some books introducing the forbidden art of Miaojiang, and the rhetoric in them was almost sensational. But it is undeniable that she has heard of some spells from the mouths of the older generation.
So I took it home and studied it slowly.
And the spell used by the man he dealt with in Qiao's Yin Mansion yesterday is very similar to the life-leading spell introduced in it.
Squatting on the chair, he opened the yellowed old book and found the page he had seen before.
Sure enough¡ª¡ª
Fatalism has two effects.
The first type, as the name suggests, takes the lives of others and renews one's own.
The second type is the one used by that person, which uses other people's spells to enhance one's own cultivation.
The latter is simpler, because the stolen spells have a certain timeliness and cannot be transformed into oneself. So if you want to stabilize your abilities, you will keep stealing.
That person can pass the method of the other Feng Shui master, which is enough to show that this technique is very proficient.
People who are proficient in life-leading skills must not have high abilities.
Deja vu
The witchcraft skills are not high
A person's name popped up in Xia Rujin's mind.
She stood up abruptly, ready to go out to get her phone.
But probably because she was thinking for too long, she forgot that she was squatting on the chair for a moment, and when she lifted her foot, she lost her balance and threw herself forward.
"Kangdang¡ª¡ª"
"Boom¡ª¡ª"
The previous sound was when the documents on the desk were thrown to the ground.
The last sound was that she failed to stand firmly, and she fell down in an indecent posture.
The documents flew all over the place with a clatter.
Xia Rujin was still holding on to the yellow book tightly in her hand, rubbed her elbow and struggled to get up, first checked the broken elbow, the whole little face was about to cry.
He hummed twice and waited for the pain to pass before looking at the mess on the floor.
I want to cry even more.
She seems to have gotten into trouble again.
Her husband not only has a serious cleanliness obsession, but also has a strong sense of private domain, especially the study room.
For so long, she has never entered his study room alone.
Only he let her in.
Or when she helped him deliver things.
But it was all when he was there, and he left after not staying for long.
She probably flipped through this special book when she brought it back, but she didn't pay attention to it at the time, and threw it in Huo Yanshen's study along with those books.
She just wanted to come in, take it and leave.
but now¡¡
Xia Rujin sighed helplessly, got up reluctantly, and went to tidy up the things all over the floor.
She paused when her hand touched a loose folder.
A familiar photo caught her attention.
Below are some general introductions.
Bu Xia, the descendant of the Bu family, the 193rd generation saint of Miaojiang, was born in xx and died in xx at the age of 17
The line of sight is fixed on the words 17 years old.
There was a moment of trance.
She is dead.
There is a subtle feeling in my heart.
But soon he was relieved, because what Huo Yanshen said was true, and he already knew her identity.
When she was in Guangwu Mountain, she clearly remembered that she only abolished Yuan Chengfeng's cultivation and did not take her life, but Yuan Chengfeng died in the end.
It should be his handwriting too, right?
He said that in the eyes of outsiders, he has indeed done many cruel things. But the so-called cruel methods in other people's mouths are just his survival instinct in the environment
Yuan Chengfeng knew her identity, so he couldn't keep her.
The corners of the lips are bent.
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