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Zhao Xiaoyun probably never would have thought that after spending so much effort, she would end up getting a simple "scram" from Ink Yan.

"How … How can this be?" He was stunned. Standing on the spot, he didn't know whether he should retreat or retreat.

However, compared to Zhao Xiaoyun's awkwardness, there was one person who was even more shocked.

It was Homer, who had been carried out.

Shi Yan covered his face with one hand and sat on the ground. He was looking at Mo Yan in disbelief. He kept muttering a word, brother-in-law.

Thus, Ink Yan glanced out of the corner of her eyes, fiercely glared at Homer, and asked, "What happened to Brother-in-law?"

Homer shook his head. With a pale face, he immediately said, "No, no ~"

However, was there really no such thing?

Ink Yan could tell just by looking at Homer's rolling eyes that he was not telling the truth! With an extra hint of tiger-like look on his face, he bent over and stuck his nose out as he tried to force the question.

"Try me again!"

Homer's behavior was even more strange!

He covered his mouth and started to shake his head. "No matter how hard Ink Yan tried to force him, he would always cover his mouth and say 'wuwuwu'.

That expression, to sum it up, was exactly the same as one who was afraid that Ink Yan would molest him!

However, at that time, all of her attention was focused on forcing an answer, and she didn't notice that she was getting closer and closer to this real man.

She could even smell Homer Wells's scented sachet without any effort. It was a refreshing mixture of mint ice shards. In his line of sight, he could see nothing but the bottom of Homer's skin, through which he could not see the pores. His forehead was shining! His eyelids were thin and shiny! His nose was straight! Thickness of lips, chin...

Eh?

At this time, Ink Yan couldn't help but frown. She finally found out that on Homer's seemingly perfect face, there was a very thin scar on his chin! It's about the size of a pinky fingernail, and its color is close to the pale pink color of egg white? However, Ink Yan couldn't understand at all. The scar on Homer's face was not small. Why had he not noticed it when they first met?

She immediately raised Homer's chin in disbelief and prepared to take a closer look!

Who knows! Homer Wells was suddenly excited! "He actually let go of his hand that was covering his mouth and shouted loudly." Men and women shouldn't touch each other! Have you had enough fun!? " After saying that, his face blushed so red that it reached his toes. He covered his mouth and ran out!

Now, if it were Ink Yan!

You can't afford to play like this? However, her surprise did not last for even half a second before it turned into disbelief!

Homer knew I was a woman?

How did he see through it?

Weren't we meeting today for the first time?

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyun weakly raised her hand again, wanting to pull on Ink Yan to say that Homer was obviously a snake disease.

"How could my brother-in-law, who is the dignified commander of the grand forbidden army, Zhang Ziyi be a woman!"

Ink Yan fiercely stared at Zhao Xiaoyun as she said with a cold tone.

"Scram!"

Otherwise, "when she said up to here, she cast a glance at the kitchen knife on the chopping board and strongly hinted at Zhao Xiaoyun to look at the big grass fish lying dead on the chopping board. She mercilessly continued to scare him," The fish lying on the chopping board will be your future!

Although Zhao Xiaoyun had learned martial arts from her big brother since she was young, she was quite skilled. However, he had never truly killed a person and seen blood before. At a critical moment, even for someone as weak as Ink Yan, she only needed to release her killing intent skillfully. He felt like his legs were going soft on the spot!

Cluck cluck. Very soon, Zhao Xiaoyun's legs were shaking from the murderous aura released from her body. No matter how hard she tried, she could not stand stably. One sentence, "Fine." He had already split it into twelve parts, so he couldn't finish his sentence.

Not only did Zhao Xiaoyun start to act abnormally, even Fu Dabao, who was originally standing beside Zhao Xiaoyun to refute her, also started to act abnormally. His chest felt as though it was blocked by a huge boulder, and he was unable to catch his breath!

In the dark, he felt that Mo Yan was like the legendary god of death, grabbing his neck when he couldn't see, silently asking when he was going to die and how he wanted to die.

At this time, there was no one left to make a fuss about it. How could Homer's words before he left be so incomprehensible to men and women?

Fu Dabao's knees went weak and he kneeled on the ground! He covered his neck with both hands and stuck his tongue out, breathing heavily. His complexion began to change from its normal state to an extremely dark green! The only sound left in his head was this one sentence.

This 49 was definitely someone who had already seen blood! There might be several lives on his hands! Do not provoke him in the future, or else he will die without even knowing how he died!

"4, 49 ~"

Fu Dabao opened his lips with difficulty and kneeled on the ground. He looked up at Ink Yan and said word by word, almost begging her.

"I admit defeat!"

However, she had been busy fixing Zhao Xiaoyun's Ink Yan. Why did she admit defeat?

At this time, Sixi, who had brought some silver coins with him to invite Zhang Ziyi, called for the commander of the Imperial Guard, Zhang Zhizhi, to come over. He opened the door of the imperial kitchens quickly with one hand and looked inside.

The flattering smile on his face froze.

With his previous absence, he could no longer explain why Fu Dabao, who had been clamoring to repair Ink Mist, was now kneeling on the ground like a dog, repeatedly saying, "I lost?" His expression was as though he had seen a ghost?

Soon after, Zhang Ziqi, who had realized that something was wrong, also entered the room. The first thing he saw was the abnormal Zhao Xiaoyun and Fu Dajian. He quickly stepped in and picked up the back of the collar with one hand.

"Wake up, all of you!"

Under the influence of external forces, Zhao Xiaoyun's forehead heavily hit Fu Dabao's cheekbone! The two of them simultaneously let out cries of pain! The previous pressure of death created by Ink Mist was gone.

Wuu, big brother, you're finally here!" Zhao Xiaoyun had practiced martial arts before, so her recovery was faster. As soon as he saw his familiar brother standing in front of him, he knew that he had been the one to pull him. Tears immediately flowed down his face as he hugged Zhang Zongsheng's waist, wiping away his tears and snot.

"Do you know!? My brother-in-law was just so scary! "

"I almost thought that I saw father coming back to life!"

Zhang Ziye was surprised again!

Zhao Xiaoyun's father was also Zhang Ziyi's biological father. The former commander of the imperial guard. He had served Murong Duan for thirty years. Over a thousand of his men had died. Many of them were experts in the martial arts world. Thus, he cultivated a nearly materialized killing intent. He was usually able to subdue the opponent's momentum between unmoving sabers and weapons!

Zhang had thought that since his father had died ten years ago and he had taken his place, he might never have the chance to see the killing intent again. Who would have thought that the cycle of karma would be so wondrous? After a few twists and turns, he actually saw hope on someone who was not even 14 years old yet!