C131 The Devil Seems to be Very Scary

After a week of mediation, Lan Shumo would look at Zhou Xiaoyi while he was talking. When the surroundings were quiet, his eyes would be empty like before, staring straight ahead.

Zhou Xiaoyi sighed lightly. The worry between his brows was obvious, but it quickly changed into a smile that was especially bright and carefree.

"Shumo, what do you want to eat today?"

Lan Shumo looked straight at him. He did not open his mouth, as if he could not speak. "Shumo, let's eat your favorite pumpkin meat dumpling today, alright?"

Lan Shumo didn't say anything. He looked at his mouth open and closed. His eyes were puzzled, and he tilted his head.

Zhou Xiaoyi held his hand and took him to the morning market.

Lan Shumo let him hold his hand and walked around. He was not worried that he would sell himself. "Wen Kushimo. " Zhou Xiaoyi heard someone calling the name of the person behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Wenn Zepu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Zhou Xiaoyi held Lan Shumo's hand and turned around to protect Lan Shumo behind him. He looked at Wenn Zepu vigilantly.

Lan Shumo, on the other hand, was unmoved. He looked at them and stared at them. His face was as calm as still water.

"Wen Shimo, come back with me. " It was still the same order. His tone sounded like he didn't hear anything. His eyes were staring straight at Lan Shumo, and his dark red lips were slightly pursed.

"Impossible!" Zhou Xiaoyi said angrily. He stood a little closer to Lan Shumo and completely blocked his line of sight. Lan Shumo did not say anything, as if agreeing with Zhou Xiaoyi's action.

"Wen Kushimo, don't get rid of my patience. " Wenn Zepu gritted his teeth and frowned, seemingly impatient.

Lan Shumo stood behind Zhou Xiaoyi without making any movements. Although Wenn Zepu was a little surprised in his heart, he was quickly buried in his anger.

He immediately started fighting with Zhou Xiaoyi. Zhou Xiaoyi pushed Lan Shumo aside and started fighting with Wenn Zepu. Because he used too much force, Lan Shumo fell to the ground. He didn't have any intention of standing up. His eyes were still staring forward.

Wenn Zepu, who was observing Lan Shumo from time to time, naturally noticed his unusual behavior. He pulled Zhou Xiaoyi, who was flying towards him, and asked with a fierce look in his eyes. "What happened to him?"

"What does it have to do with you?" After saying that, he hit Wenn Zepu's chest with his palm. Wenn Zepu instinctively let go of his hand and took a few steps back.

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at Lan Shumo worriedly and saw him sitting on the ground in a daze. He was like a puppet without its own consciousness and life. Zhou Xiaoyi's heart suddenly hurt.

Because he had divided his mind, even Wenn Zepu didn't know it in front of him. Wenn Zepu grabbed his neck. As long as he wanted to, Zhou Xiaoyi would immediately lose his life.

Although he knew that killing the prince would definitely result in the death of all his family members, he didn't care. He only wanted to know what had happened to Lan Shumo.

"You won't be able to get his hands on it, because he's mine now. " Zhou Xiaoyi's smile was a little twisted. The veins on his neck gradually emerged. Wenn Zepu seemed to have guessed something, and the strength in his hand increased a little.

"How did he become like this?" Wenn Zepu resisted the urge to kill the person in front of him and asked, although he had a rough guess.

"Didn't you guess it? Why are you asking me?" Zhou Xiaoyi was not as gentle and gentle as before. Instead, he was a little aggressive. Perhaps it was because he had given Lan Shumo all his tenderness, but that gentleness was no longer something that anyone else could have. This belonged solely to Lan Shumo.

Without saying another word, Wenn Zepu threw a punch at Zhou Xiaoyi's face. Zhou Xiaoyi fell to the ground. There was some blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face was red and swollen.

Wenn Zepu looked at the somewhat embarrassed Zhou Xiaoyi with disdain. He pulled up Lan Shumo, who was also sitting on the ground, and left, leaving only Zhou Xiaoyi's back.

Zhou Xiaoyi sneered, but he didn't know if it was because the heavens sympathized with him, or if it was deliberately playing tricks on him, but a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky.

. . .

Thank you, Ziqi, the sickly girl, Ye Lin An. Ye Lin'an. [Recommended ticket. ]

My 520 tickets were only saved for 35 minutes.

Look at me, I didn't write a thousand words, I didn't finish my 600 words essay, and I didn't even move my two papers before I came to give you more words. . .

If you don't praise me, I will be crippled. . .