Have You Written Your Will Today?

  When she was pushed to sit in the first row, Shen Hua was at a loss.

  The new shopkeeper was flattering, as if he had completed the errand, but soon, he saw Xie Xun sitting next to Shen Wei. His smile froze.

   "Guest, this is our young master's position. Look, he is coming soon. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to be here."

   "Perhaps you don't know, but he is the eldest son of the Shen family. The same lady is brother and sister. Seeing that you came here with our lady, for her sake, the young master can give you a seat next to him later."

   "How do you look?"

  Xie Xun glanced at him: "Eldest Young Master?"

  The man straightened his back, very pleased with himself.

   "Exactly, now the embroidery shop is under his name, and our young master is a distinguished and respected talent in Fengzhou City."

   "Unfortunately, he can't come."

   As he spoke, he raised his hand.

  The black-clothed dark guard suddenly appeared from nowhere, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the shopkeeper was covered with his mouth and thrown out abruptly.

   Soon, it caused a commotion.

   "This... this person is too arrogant!"

   "Who doesn't know that the exhibition is organized by the Shen family. He has been rampant since he came to sit as the head of the Shen family for many years, and he threw out the new shopkeeper of the Shen family embroidery workshop. Is this deliberately looking for trouble?"

   "Look at the face..."

   "Hey, let's see who is next to him. That's Shen Wei. The person she brought, can he still be good? Who doesn't know about the mess in the Shen family? I see that there are some disturbances today."

  Everyone looked at me and talked, but the two people in the first row listened carefully but sat firmly.

   Really thick-skinned.

   "Brother, what happened to Shen Qu?"

  The girl turned her head and asked, when she moved, the steps in her hair shook slightly, and the bell sounded crisp.

  Xie Xun looked soft.

   "I didn't do it, the beast just suffered some skin trauma."

   If not him, then only Cui Yun.

   Xie Xun naturally wouldn't talk to Shen Wei about the **** thing.

  Under the night, the panes were half-opened, and the man stood in front of the window. The silver light of the moonlight made his emotionless face more indifferent and frosty, his eyebrows and eyes were the same as before, but they looked like Rakshasa. There is no pity to save all living beings.

  He lowered his body slightly, and pressed the cold blade against Shen Qu's throat.

   "I came here just to ask Mr. Shen for advice."

  Suddenly, the darkness in his eyes had nowhere to hide, and his voice was mixed with chills.

   "Who gave you the guts!"

   Shen Qu has the memory of his previous life, but how could he have seen such battles.

  He bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong, but told the sky not to make the earth not work. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground and dared not move, fearing that the dagger would be pierced and blood would splatter everywhere.

   Seeing him falling like this, Cui Yun retracted the dagger again, and looked at him carefully under the faint moonlight.

   "It's too blunt."

  Shadow 1: "It's the subordinate's dereliction of duty."

  He smiled lowly: "Just ask, is Mr. Shen willing not to care?"

   Shen Qu trembled uneasy when he recognized the person. Before Ying could ask a question, he thought he was smart and trembled.

   "How...how dare."

  Cui Yun's voice has no warmth.

   "It can be seen that you are not afraid of pain."

  Shen Qu didn't dare to catch his breath: "If Master Hou's dagger is not suitable for use, I have a knife that cuts iron like mud in my house. If you want to..."

"Fetched."

"yes!"

  He rolled and crawled, rummaging through boxes and cabinets and offering them with both hands. Bald, bright enough to glow under the moonlight.

  Cui Yun didn't answer, and didn't even look at it.

   "Which hand touched?"

   "Yes... I deserve to die. How dare someone who knows that she is still Lord Hou dare to be greedy. You..."

  He interrupted coldly: "Ask you, which hand touched it!"

  The sweat on his forehead rolled down in big drops.

  Cui Yun lost his patience: "If you don't say it, then chop it up."

   Shen Qu's eyes were frightened, and with a 'bang' sound, one of them lost his grip, and the dagger fell to the ground.

  Ying pressed Shen Qu's hand, but he only exerted a little force, but the latter couldn't move an inch. There is a posture of raising a knife with one hand.

   "Right hand!"

   He screamed. The dagger that was offered just to please was instantly stained with blood, and the thumb of his left hand was cut off. Rolled on the ground a few times bloody.

  The servants in the inner courtyard of the Shen Mansion did not see a single person, and they did not know how Cui Yun did it. Xie Xun came all the way, unimpeded.

  The strong smell of blood rushed into the tip of his nose, but Xie Xun was used to killing, and approached Cui Yun without changing his expression.

   It is easy to execute a person under absolute power, and it will not be a life lawsuit.

  Who dares to pursue responsibility?

   "At any rate, teach me a lesson."

  Cui Yun lowered his eyes and looked at the dagger in his hand that he had been playing with for a long time.

   "It's really not easy to do it for me."

He lowered his eyes to look at Shen Qu, who was twitching in pain on the ground: "I am most ashamed of two kinds of people in my life, one is fatuous and unreasonable and tyrannical, and the other is for his own selfishness, ignoring thousands of dawns. The other is like you In this way, he robs and robs without shame. He claims to be superior to others, and takes pleasure in ravaging others."

   Doesn't he like to play bullying tricks?

   Naturally, I have to taste this desperate pain.

  He murmured: "Although it is a bit blunt, it can be used anyway."

  Cui Yun leaned against the window, and patiently told him: "Take your time, don't hurry."

  Xie Xun smiled gently at the side, ignoring the piercing screams again and again.

  He praised Yingyi: "Your technique, the father-in-law in charge of the clean room in the palace will all learn from you."

  Shen Qu fainted from the pain, and Ji Qing found salt water and splashed it on his lower hem. With such a blunt dagger, Ying cut expressionlessly. But he let out another sigh of relief, making him soberly watch his children and grandchildren completely abolished.

   How is it different from killing him?

  Look at Cui Yun again, slowly peeling the walnuts. His hand shape is good-looking, and the walnut meat peeled out is also whole.

   "For Yang Yang?"

   "Practice."

  Cui Yun hooked his lips in a rare way: "It's pickled here, she's delicate, she must find it dirty."

  After half a stick of incense.

   he said softly.

   "Shen Qu."

  In this case, men are still elegant and dignified.

   "If you don't accept it, I'm really sorry, but I can only bear it."

   As he spoke, he paused slightly, a gentleman was upright and polite, and there seemed to be regret between his lips and teeth.

   "Time is fate, I'm making things difficult for you."

  Xie Xun thought, Cui Yun is somewhat perverted.

   No wonder they can meet Yang Yang's eyes.

  Seeing that Xie Xun was silent, Shen Wei opened her almond eyes slightly at this moment, her heart was tickled, and her tone was swallowed: "Brother, why didn't you say anything? Is there something I can't hear?"

   "You and Cui Yun still have secrets?"

  The girl asked the bottom line: "It's really just a superficial injury? But if it's just a small punishment and a small warning, I'm afraid he won't make this trip."

  She is so easy to fool.

  Furthermore, Xie Xun said just now that Shen Qu couldn't come.

  How serious is the injury that Shen Qu, who is holding the exhibition for the first time, cannot attend?

  The girl's delicate porcelain white face was full of disbelief.

  Xie Xun naturally can't say, your Cui Yun made Shen Qu unable to be a man!

  Yangyang is a girl who has not left the court.

   "As long as there is still one breath left, how can it not be considered a skin trauma?"