And the red silk that originally covered the eyes was cut open with a knife.

The young man's long eyelashes, tightly closed eyes, and high bridge of nose are revealed.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened.

However, I haven’t waited to see what those eyes look like.

The red light flashed, and the red silk that had disappeared reappeared, completely covering the boy's nose and eyes.

Muyan's heart skipped a beat.

A vague but shocking thought flashed through my mind.

The boy who had just lost Hong Ling felt even more familiar to her.

But, who does it look like?

Why can't she remember it anyway?

If she could take off the red ribbon and take another look, maybe she would be able to remember it.

His slender fingers touched the blood stain between his eyebrows.

Li Weiran's voice was a bit cold and deep: "Muyan, were you kidding me just now?"

I saw the girl in front of me with a calm expression and normal lip color.

He was still holding the roasted Huihui meat in his hand and chewing it carelessly, looking like he was about to be poisoned and dying.

Look at that little yellow chicken that was still dying just now.

He was giggling non-stop at this time.

From time to time, he would pull his neck and look like he was poisoned and in pain.

Then he giggled and rolled into Muyan's arms.

"Gurgling, gurgling~" Mom, mom! Does Huang Huang's acting look like it? Hehe hee! Is Huang Huangli very good?

Muyan rubbed its head and stuffed a piece of barbecue into its mouth as a reward.

Then he looked up at Li Weiran and sneered: "[Rotten Heart Powder] is a poison I stopped playing with two years ago. Since you are so interested, why not accompany me?"

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

The bright red blood beads that originally oozed gradually turned into a putrid black-red color.

All the internal organs seemed to feel the pain of being stirred up.

The poison used by Muyan is similar to [Rotten Heart Powder], but far more powerful than [Rotten Heart Powder].

Li Weiran's fair skin gradually turned into a frightening purple color.

The body also trembled slightly due to the pain of toxin erosion.

Muyan ate the fragrant barbecue while admiring his painful expression with great interest.

But his eyes were also filled with regret.

It’s just a pity!

She knew very well that just this little bit of poison would not kill Li Weiyan.

This man whose identity is unknown and who behaves erratically cannot even see through the slightest bit of his cultivation.

If Li Weiran really wanted to kill himself, it would be very easy.

But Muyan could clearly feel that this young man had no clear intention to kill her, but was full of malice.

It's like I'm holding back bad water anytime and anywhere, wanting to see myself panicking and begging for mercy in pain.

Sure enough, Li Weiran laughed softly after wiping away the black-red blood flowing from his forehead.

Even though he was blindfolded, he could still see the incredible expression on his face.

"No one has made me suffer in years. This feeling is so fresh."

"Jun Muyan, what kind of woman are you? I am really becoming more and more interested in you!"

Muyan looked indifferent and said nonchalantly: "I won't tell you whether you're interested or not, but your cooking skills are limited to barbecue? You'll get tired of it if you eat too much barbecue! Can you make soup? Can you stir-fry vegetables?"

"Cuckoo!" The little yellow chicken echoed excitedly: Drink soup, drink soup! Dad's soup is the best!

Li Weiran: "..."
Chapter completed!