Chapter 152 The Deal Between Yan Xiao and the Helian Family

In the Yan Family Manor, everything is as usual, but there is something unusual about it.

The manor is planted with rare flowers transplanted from all over the world, which violate their respective seasons and bloom in full bloom.

Looking around, a splendid scene.

Yan Xiao was sitting in a wheelchair dressed in white, lowering his eyes and looking at the flowers.

When the sun sets, the white clothes beat the snow, like a beautiful painting.

Steward Chen stood in the distance, lowered his head, looking lifeless.

Suddenly, a breeze blew.

A slim figure quietly appeared behind Yan Xiao...

Yan Xiao did not look back and said calmly: "Miss Helian."

"Oh, you discovered it." Miss Helian giggled.

She looks very immature, with big watery eyes, wearing a cheongsam embroidered with patterns of flowers, making her look more delicate than flowers.

Yan Xiao didn't turn his head back, his tone was cold and indifferent.

"Tomorrow is the first seven days. Is Miss Helian coming a little early?"

"You also know that our Helian family is all bare and has nothing."

Miss Helen sighed.

"Seeing the beautiful flowers planted by your family, I couldn't help but come over to take a look in advance. When I leave, these flowers will all die. You won't blame me, will you?"

Yan Xiao didn't speak.

She thought of something again and laughed.

"Oh, no, you're going to die with me tomorrow, you can't blame me for sure."

Miss Helian walked around the wheelchair and stood in front of Yan Xiao.

She said condescendingly: "If you want me to say, you may not die, I have said it long ago, if you are willing to be my male favourite..."

Before he finished speaking, murderous intent burst out.

Miss Helian took two steps back, the place she just stepped on was already occupied by a dagger.

If she was one step late, what she would lose would be her own leg.

Her expression changed.

The Helian family had a bad temper, and Miss Helian raised the corners of her lips, mocking her.

"When Huo Jinse died, you were not like this when you were kneeling outside Helian's house begging for help!"

"Okay, since you are so ignorant, let's meet you at the mourning hall tomorrow!"

"My brother is going to peel off your skin and convulse you in public to pay homage to the spirit of the elder in heaven. I am also going to refine you into a resentful spirit. Let me see how you can continue to be proud of me!"

Miss Helian left angrily. She waved her shawl, and wherever she passed, large tracts of blooming flowers withered and rotted.

In an instant, the originally pleasing scenery turned into a barren wasteland...

Faced with this situation, Yan Xiao's heart remained unmoved.

18 years ago, on the day Huo Jinther died, he also died long ago.

The only thought that supports him to survive is to catch Langya and take revenge.

He made a deal with the Helian family.

As long as the Helian family helps him, his reward is his own soul.

His fate is very hard, bloody and murderous, and he is an existence that cannot be controlled by the Helian family's psychic skills.

If it can be successfully refined into a resentful soul, it will be a great weapon, and it will be a temptation that the Helian family will never refuse.

Therefore, even if Huo Mingjue intervenes to save him, he is destined to die...

Butler Chen in the distance approached slowly.

Yan Xiao's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he asked with concern: "How is she?"

"In Switzerland, everything is normal." Butler Chen said.

"Okay, just be normal."

Yan Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"Tomorrow, I can go there with peace of mind..."

(End of this chapter)

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