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Chapter 3144

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The red silk that had been covering her eyes was also cut open by the saber.

Revealing the youth's long eyelashes, tightly closed eyes, and high nose bridge.

The long eyelashes tremble slightly, slowly opening.

However, before she can clearly see what those eyes look like.

The red light flashes, and the red silk that had disappeared reappears, completely covering the youth's eyes and nose bridge.

Muyan's heart thumps.

A vague but shocking thought flashes through her mind.

The youth who just lost the red silk gives her a stronger sense of familiarity.

But, who does he look like?

Why can't she remember no matter how hard she tries?

If she can remove the red silk and take another look, maybe she will be able to remember.

Her slender fingers caress the bloodstain between her eyebrows.

Li Weiran's voice is cold and low: "Muyan, were you just playing with me?"

The girl in front of him has a calm expression, and her lips are normal.

She is still carelessly gnawing on the roasted meat in her hands. She doesn't look like she was poisoned and on the verge of death.

Then she looks at the little chick that was just on its last breath.

At this time, it's giggling non-stop.

From time to time, it even pulls its neck, making a painful appearance of being poisoned.

Then it giggles and rolls into Muyan's arms.

"Giggle, guguji ~" Mommy, mommy! Isn't Huanghuang acting good? Hehehe! Is Huanghuang powerful?

Muyan rubs its head, rewarding it with a piece of roasted meat.

Then she looks up at Li Weiran, sneering: "I already disdained to play with poison like Rotting Heart Powder two years ago. Since you're so interested, why don't I keep you company?"

Almost as soon as Muyan's voice falls, Li Weiran feels a burning pain from the wound on his forehead.

The blood that was originally oozing out gradually turns into a rancid black-red color.

His internal organs seem to feel the pain of being turned upside down.

The poison that Muyan used is similar to Rotting Heart Powder, but it's far more powerful.

Li Weiran's fair skin is gradually dyed with a frightening purple color.

His body also trembles slightly from the pain of the poison's corrosion.

Muyan gnaws on the fragrant roasted meat while appreciating his painful expression with great interest.

But her eyes are also full of regret.

What a pity!

She was very clear that this little bit of poison would not be able to kill Li Weiran.

She couldn't even see through the cultivation of this eccentric and treacherous man whose identity was unknown.

If Li Weiran really wanted to kill him, it would be a piece of cake.

But Mu Yan can clearly feel that this youngster doesn't have any clear killing intent towards her, but is full of malice.

It was as if he had a stomach full of evil tricks and wanted to see him panicking and begging for mercy.

Sure enough, after Li Weiran wiped away the black and red blood that flowed out of his forehead, he laughed softly.

Although his eyes were covered, one could still see the incredulous expression on his face.

"How many years has it been since someone made me suffer a loss? This feeling is so refreshing."

"Jun Muyan, what kind of woman are you? I'm getting more and more interested in you! "

Mu Yan's expression is indifferent. She carelessly says: "Let's not talk about whether you're interested or not. Is your [Cooking] only good at barbecuing? Eating too much barbecued meat would make one sick of it! Do you know how to make soup? Do you know how to cook? "

"Gugugu!!" Little Ying Huang excitedly agrees: Drink soup, drink soup! Daddy's soup is the best!

Li Weiran: "…"

He shows a bashful smile and warmly says: "Aren't you afraid that I will continue to poison the food?"

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