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Chapter 573 I Can Only Make Her Hate You

"Answer my question, otherwise I will find it difficult to control the sword in my hand." He half-closed his peach blossom eyes, revealing a terrifying chill.

He looked at it and saw that the sword body was full of patterns, with a half-moon pattern on the hilt, and a character for sunkenness.

Half-moon shape, sinking... A few days ago, Zhao Lansheng found out that the hidden weapon that assassinated him in Yuehe Lake was a half-moon dart, and it was also said that it was a unique hidden weapon owned by a small sect named Shen family... He opened his lips slightly and asked, "Are you from Shen family villa?"

"I didn't expect you to remember." The woman sneered coldly.

The injury on her feet hurts very much, and her back hit her very hard. She almost broke her wrist just now. As expected, this man is so cruel to even attack women. He is worthy of being the one who can destroy her whole family!

"A small sect has been wiped out, and I am overestimating my power."

"I don't allow you to talk about my family!"

Naranhe curled his lips and sneered, the tip of his sword pressed against her neck deeper, and he did not need to show mercy to a person who wanted to kill him, although he did not know what the reason for her to kill him. He ignored the woman's angry tone and whispered: "Why kill me?"

"You know it yourself!" She kicked his shoulder with pain.

Nalanhe had expected her words and avoided sideways. The woman leveraged the force to kick her feet on the wall. Nalanhe grabbed her wrists. The wounds on her wrists and feet were painful. She couldn't retreat for a while, and was pulled by him and hit him in his arms!

He was stunned, obviously not expecting that she did not avoid it. The fragrance of orchids on her body made him extremely familiar with the smell. He frowned and pushed her away.

The sword in his hand fell to the ground, and blood slid down the palm of his palm.

"You..." The bright red blood stains were extremely dazzling. The woman covered her head, causing her to groan in pain.

No, she can't give up! Wuqing once said that the man in front of her destroyed her whole family! She wants to take revenge! Yes, she wants to kill him to avenge the whole family!

Thinking of this, the woman's eyes turned red. She raised her eyes and stared at the man opposite her with resentment.

Nalanhe frowned. It seemed that the woman in front of him seemed to have great hatred for him. He didn't know where to offend her, but he always felt that she was very familiar with her... Just as the woman rushed over, the outline of the person's face in his mind became clearer and clearer. He couldn't help but shout, "Alan..."

The woman stopped.

Time seems to be still.

Nalanhe suddenly woke up, no, she was not Alan... She wouldn't point his sword at him!

He raised his anger in his eyes, grabbed her arm, kicked her legs, and the man made no mercy and pushed her to the wall! His tone was cold and harsh, "I'll let you go this time! If you dare to come again, I promise that if you sword goes on, I will be the heart!"

Nalanhe immediately let go of his hand, he stopped looking at her, turned around and strode away.

"Don't leave!" The woman wanted to stand up, but the wound on her feet was cracked and she couldn't catch up.

"Jun'er." A gentle voice sounded behind him. Luo Wuqing was wearing black clothes and tall. He bent down and picked her up around the waist. "It's okay, don't be afraid."

The woman wrapped around his neck, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, "Wuqing, I failed to kill him immediately... I feel useless, I can't avenge the Shen family."

Luo Wuqing comforted her soft voice, and her voice was as gentle as a feather, "Jun'er, don't rush to take revenge for a while. Those who can destroy your entire family must not be an idle person. Of course, we cannot succeed in one go. Let's wait."

"Um……"

"Be good, you go to bed first, I'll wake you up again." He said ambiguously and kissed her cheek lightly.

The woman nodded, and she felt relieved with him. She closed her eyes and fell asleep slowly.

After Luo Wuqing fell asleep completely, the tenderness in her eyes was replaced by a cold feeling.

Nalanhe...Don't blame me for taking this charge on you, but whoever made Jun'er like you so wholeheartedly, I can only make her hate you...
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