Chapter 689
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In just half a month's time, the little bamboo grove had been covered in dust. The once peaceful and tranquil little yard was now showing signs of dilapidation.
Jun Wu Xie pushed open the door and walked slowly into the once familiar little yard.
Suddenly, her steps stopped in the middle of the yard and her eyes turned to look at the tightly locked door to the kitchen.
Jun Wu Xie's eyes narrowed and in a flash, she kicked open the door with a single kick. Her nimble figure was like a whirlwind that swept into the house, and she grabbed the figure hiding within the straw with a single grab!
"Argh! Argh! Argh! "A man with unkempt hair and a dirty face was forcefully dragged out by Jun Wu Xie.
The man's hands were flailing about in the air, and his mouth was letting out intermittent wails.
"Ah Jing?" Jun Wu Xie recognized the man through the filthy face. She slowly released her grip and stared at the grotesque Ah Jing.
Ah Jing's once delicate and handsome face was now covered in dirt and dust, his hair mixed with straw. His clothes were disheveled and disheveled, no longer looking clean and tidy.
After Ah Jing was chased out of the little bamboo grove, Jun Wu Xie had not seen him again. She only knew that Ah Jing had returned to the Zephyr Academy and was studying as a disciple.
But, why was he here?
After Ah Jing regained his freedom, he was like a startled beast. His body trembled and he scrambled back into the straw pile, trying his best to cover himself with the filthy straw, revealing only a pair of eyes filled with fear and unease as he stared at Jun Wu Xie.
Jun Wu Xie narrowed her eyes. Ah Jing's reaction was too strange. That terrified look on his face made it seem like he did not recognize her at all. His eyes were filled with fear and he wanted to escape. Jun Wu Xie wanted to go a little closer but Ah Jing screamed again and again.
"Argh! Argh! " His mouth was wide open and half a tongue was sticking out. He grabbed at the straw beside him and threw it at Jun Wu Xie.
Ah Jing's tongue had been cut off!
Jun Wu Xie stared at the deranged Ah Jing and her brows creased up in a deep frown. She looked closely at Ah Jing and discovered that not only his tongue had been cut off, the little finger on his left hand had been cut off at some point and the clean cut had already scabbed over. But the filthy surroundings had caused the wound to become inflamed and it had turned into a mixture of white pus and dust, staining his hand. Even his neck was covered with wounds of various sizes but the wounds were covered by the dust and they were not obvious at first glance.
What had happened to Ah Jing?
His appearance was clearly that of a madman!
Jun Wu Xie stared at Ah Jing and in order not to agitate him any further, she took a small step back.
Although she did not like Ah Jing's stupidity, but she could not deny Ah Jing's loyalty to Fan Zhuo.
"You are Jun Xie?" Suddenly, a voice filled with mirth rang out from behind Jun Xie!
Jun Wu Xie turned around abruptly and a devilishly handsome looking youth suddenly appeared seven steps behind her!
And that face, Jun Wu Xie had seen it before!
"So you are Jun Xie? What a coincidence. " The moment the youth saw Jun Wu Xie, he could not help but laugh out loud. His already handsome face became even more dazzling because of that smile.
But, Jun Wu Xie was not in the least bit appreciative of his beauty.
Because the person standing before her, was the same bloodthirsty youth who had stirred up a storm of blood at the Chan Lin Auction House!
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