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Fang San naturally knew where the string of Buddhist beads on Xing Zhimo's hand came from.
That was given to him by myself!
Thinking of this, Fang San felt even more irritated.
Thinking about him, the descendant of a dignified formation family, was actually played around by these two people!
He also personally gave them the string of Buddhist beads!
At this moment, a cat meowed from behind him: "Meow~"
When Fang San heard this voice, his whole body froze.
The next moment, he saw a dark cat landing in front of him gently and deftly.
The cat was staring at him, as if laughing at him, and barked "meow" again.
Fang San clenched his fists, his eyes were a little red, and he said coldly: "Get out!"
However, the black cat seemed not to feel his anger at all, and did not move away or be frightened by his voice.
Instead, she walked gently in front of him a few times, raised her eyes again, looked at him, and said "meow" again.
Fang San wanted to throw him out, but he couldn't. His hands were trembling, "Get out of here!"
His hand finally hit the table in front of him. Soon, a large bruise appeared on his originally fair hand.
But it was as if he couldn't feel the pain, and he still held on tightly. His blood-red eyes were tightly closed, as if he couldn't feel the heart-wrenching feeling because he couldn't see.
The black cat was never frightened by his actions. Instead, it stared at him closely with its round black eyes and said "meow" again.
As if laughing at his timidity.
At this moment, Fang San heard the sound of the courtyard door opening, and Black Cat also heard it.
One person and one cat looked outside in a tacit understanding.
There was a familiar sound of footsteps outside, but Fang San gradually calmed down. On the contrary, the black cat, who was calm just now, had all the fur on its body standing on end.
Its body was trembling. The next moment, it glanced at Fang San again, and then reluctantly moved towards the beam, disappearing from Fang San's sight.
Soon, the door of Fang San¡¯s room was pushed open, and a man wearing dark clothes walked in.
His aura made people think he was a handsome young man, but his face was actually wearing a ghost mask.
That mask gives people a somewhat scary feeling.
When Fang San saw the person coming, he rushed forward to greet him and said respectfully: "Master, why are you here?"
The man glanced at him lightly, with no fluctuation in his eyes, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.
I just heard his cold voice and said: "What? Can't I come?"
When Fang San heard this, he immediately lowered his head and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Master, you know that's not what I meant"
But the man just raised his hand slightly and said calmly: "Master, I didn't come here today to listen to your words. Let me ask you, do you treat my words as wind in your ears?"
Hearing this, Fang San immediately knew why he came, lowered his head and said, "Disciple, you don't dare!"
The man turned around, his eyes hidden behind the ghost face stared at him coldly, and said: "I asked you to save the lives of Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo, but you were so lucky, you almost killed Xing Zhimo. Zhimo¡¯s life!
Is this what you mean by not daring? Um? "
His last voice contained a hint of murderous intent, which made Fang San kneel down quickly and said: "Master, disciple" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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