Chapter 682
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"Has he done anything bad?" Zhen Xiaoxiao stopped and pointed at the man on the back of the Little Black Sand.
"No." The owner of house 008 was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head.
"Has he hurt you?" Zhen Xiaoxiao asked again.
"No, but he has offended someone he can't afford to offend."
The back of the owner of house 008 left the door frame, and he stood in the darkness in a white night robe.
The answer was very much in line with the answer in Zhen Xiaoxiao's mind. If he was an extremely evil person, it would be a great thing to be besieged by everyone.
But since the handsome Senior Brother secretly helped him, and he could make the handsome Senior Brother so angry and helpless that he smashed his fist until it bled.
This meant that the man who swept the floor was actually innocent.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's lips curled into a strange smile.
"Since he can't be evil, and he hasn't hurt anyone, why does he have to endure the scolding? Being beaten up? Is it because everyone is afraid of the person behind him, so they turn a blind eye to this extreme evil? "
"How interesting is this kind of circle?"
"Anyway, no one makes a sound, and everyone pretends not to see or hear anything, so everything that happens under their noses becomes normal."
"Is it normal, or are all the cultivators of Lionheart Peak trash?"
He looked at the man in front of him as if he was looking at trash.
"I'm trash." The man laughed self-deprecatingly. "But I'm still alive. All the corpses of those who don't want to be trash are now buried with the garbage. "
The man was not angered by Zhen Xiaoxiao. Instead, he smiled faintly, and the corners of his mouth curved upward.
"Since you insist on making an enemy, then please remember my name — Guanyu. I'll definitely come to your house in the next two days to have a chat."
This was a naked threat.
Standing in the night wind, Zhen Xiaoxiao felt that the man named Guanyu exuded a bone-chilling aura.
"Welcome, Sir."
Zhen Xiaoxiao's thick eyelashes fluttered in the wind. He patted Little Black Sand's head and continued to walk towards his courtyard. Only when he entered the courtyard and gently closed the door did the pressure of the divine threads on his shoulders disappear without a sound.
"Who exactly did you offend?"
After helping the sweeper down from the centipede's back, Zhen Xiaoxiao looked down at his cloudy eyes.
It was as if the other party didn't hear him and refused to respond.
"Then … you can stay in my courtyard first. We are men and women, so there aren't many rooms in the house. However, I will build a small house for you."
He placed the man on the stone bench.
Zhen Xiaoxiao took out his flying sword and really started to cut down the trees to build the house.
"Don't bother … You … won't be able to keep me here for long …"
Seeing how Zhen Xiaoxiao was getting busy, the man's lifeless eyes struggled to regain some clarity.
It was the first time he spoke in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao, and his voice was hoarse and harsh.
"If you can't keep me here, then let's talk about things that can't be kept here. Since you're here, you can't sleep in the open." Finally hearing a response, the smile on Zhen Xiaoxiao's face deepened.
"It's not that I don't believe you … but in this world, there are some things … that can't be disobeyed. You don't have to use your future to bury me. "
No longer caring about what Zhen Xiaoxiao was busy with, the man opened his arms and fell backward. He landed in the lush grass and looked up at the sky.
The stars in the sky were brilliant.
However, his black eyes were like the abyss of hell, dull and colorless.
"You also think that I'm naive?"
Zhen Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows and stopped what he was doing.
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