then.
Fu Shaolei, with a series of bags on his head, went out with the reluctant Lan Yi. As soon as they left, the door slammed shut.
The two of them were completely isolated.
Fu Shaolei touched his nose and said, "Could it be that my preparations are incomplete?"
"It's because you've prepared so thoroughly. This is clearly a slaughterhouse. Did your ancestors kill pigs?" Zhu Changjun was speechless.
Lan Yi kept staring at the closed door, feeling itchy inside.
He wanted to know what Nan Yao wanted to do.
In fact, Nan Yao had no way to come down. After hesitating for a while, when he wanted to go over and take a look, Lan Zhi woke up and walked towards him.
There were axes, saws, and hammers on the ground.
He couldn't help but widen his eyes, and even forgot to curse: "What are you doing? I'm just scolding you, you vicious woman, you want to kill me to silence me?"
"What's so ugly about killing someone to silence them?" Nan Yao scratched her ears.
This guy better shut up.
Too noisy.
"If you're not going to kill to silence the witness, what are you going to do with these? I'm warning you, this is Linlang Country. If something happens to me and we have a grudge against each other, you'll be the first person I'll suspect!" Although Lan Zhi has a sharp tongue, he knows that the situation is not favorable for him at the moment.
He was a little panicked.
It's rare to see Lan Zhi afraid.
Nan Yao couldn't suppress her desire to play. She slowly walked towards Lan Zhi, backing away as he panicked.
Put on a kind smile.
"hey-hey."
“…” Lan Zhi became even more frightened.
I won’t curse anymore.
He crawled directly towards the door, howling loudly: "Help! Someone is trying to kill someone! Someone come quickly! I'm dying!"
“…”
Nan Yao's mouth twitched. This guy is really afraid of death.
"Stop howling, or I'll stuff my pants in your mouth." Nan Yao grabbed his feet with a ferocious look and pulled him over.
“You…” Lan Zhi was thrown against the wall, feeling dizzy. However, his fear of Nan Yao forced him to stay awake: “Don’t touch me…”
"I'm going to touch you. You know what, you're so fair and tender, you're going to taste great steamed..." Nan Yao smiled as she picked up the saw on the ground.
Lan Zhi fainted with fright as his lips trembled.
That's right.
I was just scared to death.
Either they fainted from anger or fear, or they fainted or were on the way to fainting.
"..." Everyone was dizzy, and Nan Yao had no interest in scaring anyone anymore. She patted Lan Zhi's cheek, but found that he didn't react at all.
Then continue working.
…
Wait until Lan Zhi opens his eyes again.
Then he saw Nan Yao sitting there polishing a saw. The saw in her hand was still flashing with a cold light and had a red mark on it.
It looks like blood.
The key point is that he realized that he couldn't move his hands.
He suddenly felt cold all over. He didn't even look at it, thinking that his hand was gone. He opened his mouth and howled: "You murderer, you are still a member of the Ming Shengzong. You Ming Shengzong are not good people, you are all a bunch of executioners!"
“…”
Nan Yao paused.
Looking at Lan Zhi who was about to die, she smiled sinisterly: "Shut up, if you howl again, I will chop off your head and kick it like a ball."
"Woo..."
After being yelled at by her, Lan Zhi could only open his eyes and look at Nan Yao. His eyes were a little moist, and he looked pitiful, wanting to cry but not daring to.
After all, he is someone of the same age as me.
Nan Yao felt that it was enough, so she threw the saw away and softened her tone: "Alright, alright, you're making it seem like I'm bullying you. You're fine, I didn't do anything to you."
"You're talking nonsense. My hands..." Lan Zhi was crying and was about to accuse Nan Yao of sawing off his hands, but he found that his hands were still there.
Both feet are there.
He was just tied to a pillar, no wonder he couldn't move just now.
fine.
He smiled.
Looking at Lan Zhi, who was crying and laughing at the same time, Nan Yao seriously suspected that he had a problem with his brain instead of his heart.
She waved her hand in front of his eyes, looked at him with some sympathy, and said bluntly: "Are there some problems with your brain?"
"You..." Lan Zhi, who couldn't change his bad habit of cursing, was about to open his mouth to curse, but then he remembered that Nan Yao liked to use some weapons.
He held it back again.
"There's nothing wrong with my brain."
Regardless of whether there was a problem or not, Nan Yao had to explain: "Boy, you can scold others, but you are not allowed to scold me again, especially attacking me because of my appearance. Do you understand?"
"oh."
"One more thing."
Nan Yao looked at him deeply.
"You should be aware of your physical condition. You won't live past next year. If it weren't for your broken body, your father wouldn't have given the throne to your brother. After all, you're almost dead."
"What do you want to express?" Lan Zhi was depressed. He was not interested in the damn position of crown prince at all. The only thing he was interested in was... swearing.
He starts swearing at people as soon as he disagrees with them.
It feels so good.
"What I want to say is that I saved your life..."
"You didn't let me curse, so why did you start cursing yourself?"
"Shut up and listen to me."
Nan Yao glared at him, very unhappy with his interruption: "I didn't save you for nothing, I had a condition. Now that you're well, I think you're your brother's biggest competitor."
"You said there's nothing wrong with your brain, so you should know what to do."
“…” Lan Zhi was silent.
After a long while, he suddenly realized: "You want me to help my less intelligent brother get to a higher position? To get to a higher position, I must first deal with the old guy who is still in power."
"Then I'll grab a handful of rat poison and feed it to him?"
When saying this.
Lan Zhi was quite excited, as if he had already been fed.
Nan Yao thought he was very smart in the first sentence.
But the last sentence.
She smacked her lips, feeling a mixture of emotions. Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs, so he was the one who would do it. "He's your father, wouldn't you feel guilty about doing this?"
"He'll understand." Lan Zhi disagreed.
“…”
"No matter what method you use, as long as your father passes the throne to your brother, if you can't do it, I can withdraw my help at any time." Nan Yao reminded.
"How did you do it? Did you use some forbidden technique?" Lan Zhi was the person involved, so he was naturally aware of his physical condition.
His heart was pounding.
The old beast searched all over the continent for someone.
None of them could help his illness. They just told him that he would not live until the next year. He was only eighteen years old and could die at any time, so his personality changed drastically from then on.
Just curse at whoever you dislike.
Especially his parents. If they hadn't given birth to him secretly, he wouldn't be in such a shameful situation now.
Now even his life is about to be in danger.
Nan Yao didn't answer him, but threw down a sentence after opening the door.
"Mark my words."
Open the door.
The three of them gathered around.
Fu Shaolei looked at Lan Zhi, whose face was flushed, and then at Nan Yao, who looked sleepy. He said shockingly, "Young Master, did you rape him?"
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