Qiao Nian's dark eyes flashed a hint of ridicule, and his voice was cold: "He believed that Ji Wu Falcon's blood was flowing on my body. Ji Wu Falcon died, so he had no choice but to seek revenge from me."
Nie Qingru or Zhai Xicheng.
How ridiculous these two are.
They are all people who can't even find their own enemies. They can only find a 'substitute' to hate, and use their own way to deceive themselves and others to take revenge.
"As for the reason why he went to Nie Qingru... there is a high probability that it has something to do with the fire that burned several members of Zhai's family to death."
Qiao Nian himself analyzed what Zhai Xicheng wanted to do.
"He wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight! Watch me and Nie Qing fight to the death, and then he will come out and be the winner..."
Ye Wangchuan looked into her eyes, his eyes were touching: "What about you?"
"What?"
Qiao Nian was in a terrible mood, she raised her head, revealing her beautiful tight face under the peaked cap, her eyes were dark and emotionless.
Ye Wangchuan grabbed her fingers and pinched them, as if to comfort her, and said softly: "Zhai Xicheng plans this way, what do you do next?"
"I have no choice." Qiao Nian was held by his fingertips and kneaded lightly or heavily, which attracted some attention. Fortunately, the hostility around him was not so heavy, but he still said emotionally: " With Guan Yan in her hands, Zhai Xicheng is doomed to win."
Zhai Xicheng's victory in this round was not based on calculations, but on people's hearts.
Who would have thought that the empress of the hermit family, who was mercenary for profit, would mess up for him, and believed that such a crappy method could not hold her breath and went to investigate again.
From the moment Nie Qingru recklessly grabbed Guan Yan and wanted to talk to her, the game entered the rhythm that Zhai Xicheng wanted.
Qiao Nian is rarely led by the nose.
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