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Volume One: Heavy Murderous Intentions Chapter 54: Regret

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    Chen Yanzi fell silent immediately. Zhao Xianxian looked at Chen Yanzi, pondered for a moment and then said: "There is one more thing, I think I'd better tell you about it. Last time what happened to you in the room that day?  , I saw it, it wasn¡¯t Yan Xiaoqing who did it, it was another person, I know that person, but I won¡¯t say who it is, he is a disciple of the two Beast Sect masters who came to your house today, and he did it to you.  It was Yan Xiaoqing who saved you, but I think he was the only one you saw when you woke up. Hey, did you think of him as that person? " "What did you say?" Chen Yanzi's heart was struck by lightning.  Staring at Zhao Xianxian, discerning the expression on her face.  Zhao Xianxian said lightly: "Believe it or not, I think Yan Xiaoqing is not as bad as the legend says!" Chen Yanzi was stunned. To be honest, she believed Zhao Xianxian's words more than she didn't.  Zhao Xianxian seemed to be talking to herself: "Yan Xiaoqing, what kind of person are you?" Chen Yanzi was in a daze for a moment. After a long time, a few drops of water seemed to be on his face, and he looked up to the sky.  At first glance, dark clouds were covering the sky, making the already dark night look even darker.  It turns out it¡¯s raining!  And Zhao Xianxian didn¡¯t know when she had left.  Chen Yanzi has mixed feelings in her heart, Yan Xiaoqing, Yan Xiaoqing, if you want to be bad, then be as bad as possible. Why do you become like a good person after reappearing? She can't treat him as a good person!  The raindrops are getting heavier and heavier, and it hurts my face when it falls.  Chen Yanzi slowly returned to the yard, and remembered that Yan Xiaoqing always looked at the flower pot in the corner every day. Maybe he planted some flowers and plants, maybe he liked the flowers and plants, so he paid so much attention to it.  It was very dark in the yard, and the raindrops were pattering. Chen Yanzi was almost soaked all over. She went to the wall and turned on the light in the yard. Under the light, she saw the small flower pot in the corner. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????? Carrying the jar being carried to the door of the living room being, as we were nearer to the lamp, the light was a little stronger, and the jar was filled with soft, grassless soil, without a single trace of grass roots or whiskers.  But right in the middle of the soil, like a rapeseed sprouting, a bud tip appeared. The bud tip was separated to the left and right, with two petals. It was green. Although it was tender and small, it stood upright very stubbornly.  Chen Yanzi didn¡¯t know whether it was a grass or a flower bud, but Yan Xiaoqing was probably waiting for it to grow, right?  Inside the house, my mother and brother Chen Dalei were still sleeping soundly. Although the snoring was not loud, at night, apart from the sound of soft raindrops, the snoring could be heard clearly.  Chen Yanzi didn't go in, so she sat at the door, leaning against the wall, holding the flowerpot on her lap, with raindrops streaming down her wet hair from time to time, making her eyes wet.  Chen Yanzi wiped the rainwater casually, lowered her head and sniffed the green bud tip, and a trace of fresh breath came over.  Yan Xiaoqing, it turned out that she was so wronged, but why did he never tell the truth for himself?  "Idiot, idiot!" Chen Yanzi couldn't help but cursed again, but she couldn't help but shed tears!  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  "Yan Yan Xiaoqing is back?" Chen Yanzi's heart was pounding, and she quickly ran to the door of the yard with the flower bed in her arms, opened the door, and couldn't help but ask: "Yan Xiaoqing, are you back?"  "But when the door opened, the person outside was not Yan Xiaoqing, but the milkman who delivered fresh milk for Huzi's breakfast. She ordered this milk for Huzi!  Chen Yanzi was greatly disappointed. She took the fresh milk bottle, hugged the flower bed, and came back dejectedly.  Both Chen Ma and Chen Dalei woke up at this time.  "Hey, Mom, why did you sleep on the sofa all night?" Mother Chen stared at her son, also very strange, but her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't help but said: "I'm still asking you, if you don't go to the bed to sleep with Hu Zi,  What are you doing curling up here all night?" Chen Dalei touched his head and seemed to have some memories of last night. As he thought about it, he walked out to the yard and saw his sister holding a flower bed with a silly expression, and said in surprise  : "Little sister, what are you doing? Why are you getting up so early to hold a flower bed?" Chen Yanzi heard her brother ask her, shook her head, and didn't answer.  Chen Dalei stretched out, and his bones kept crackling like fried beans. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Hey, what's going on?" Chen Yanzi turned his back and burst into tears.  The brush flows down.  In this family, the one with the toughest and strongest personality is actually Chen Yanzi. Chen¡¯s mother and Chen Dalei have never seen her shed tears.  Chen Yanzi sheds tearsMy son, I avoided Chen Dalei, but Chen's mother happened to come out of the house. Seeing her daughter crying so sadly, she couldn't help but said in shock: "Yan Zi, what's wrong with you? Is is Xiao Qing'er bullying you again?" Chen  It's okay if mom didn't ask that. As soon as she said this, Chen Yanzi couldn't help but burst into tears. She turned around and went into the house. She hugged the flower bed and curled up on the sofa and cried bitterly!  Chen's mother really thought that Yan Xiaoqing had annoyed her daughter again, because Yan Xiaoqing came back last night. Her daughter originally hated him, but she didn't know why. She couldn't remember what happened last night. Could it be that someone  Does your memory deteriorate as you get older?  In the yard, Chen Dalei was amazed. When he moved, the bones on his body shook like fried beans. This body seemed to have countless frantic energy running through it. He wanted to carry rocks, move heavy objects, and use this energy  Vent, vent.  Like an itchy fist, Chen Dalei couldn't help but punched the wall. He wanted to vent his energy, but who would have thought that with a "bang" and dust flying, a hole was punched in the wall of the courtyard for him!  Chen Dalei was stunned. He retracted his hand and looked at his own hand, and then at the half-foot-deep hole in the courtyard wall. Except for some dust on his hand, it was intact and the skin was not broken at all.  The courtyard wall is made of blue bricks and cement. It takes a lot of force to knock a hole with a big hammer. If you want to hit such a hole with your fist, it is like using an egg to knock a rock!  Is your fist harder than a hammer?  Or are the bricks on the courtyard wall old and weathered?  After a moment¡¯s hesitation, Chen Dalei reached out and broke off a brick. When he squeezed it with his hands, the brick immediately shattered into powder!  "Well, it turns out the bricks are rotten. I thought I suddenly became a kung fu master!" Chen Dalei suddenly became annoyed. He really thought he suddenly became a master.  If you are really an expert, then flying over the roof and walking over the walls is commonplace.  Chen Dalei squatted with his legs slightly, and then jumped up. His jump was only about a foot high. If he was an expert, why not jump a few feet?  But Chen Dalei didn't expect that with such a playful jump, he would "fly" more than ten meters high like a cloud and mist, far higher than the two-meter courtyard wall, and then he fell dizzy in the alley.  white!
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