The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Ai Zhiyuan lowered his head, the expression on his face kept changing, and finally sighed deeply: "Someone called me before. The other party said that if a person named Gu Weimian appears, he told me to keep her..."

"What are you doing here?" Leng Rui looked at Ai Zhiyuan coldly, his eyes were cold and murderous.

Ai Zhiyuan swallowed: "She said... she told us to take her turn. It's okay to kill her, but we have to remember to take photos."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ai Zhiyuan was kicked away by Leng Rui.

Ai Zhiyuan covered his chest: "Cough...cough cough!...You...how did you..."

Leng Rui's chest heaved and he clenched his hands.

"Go to Nanshan." Huo Yan ordered quietly without any ups and downs in his voice.

Ai Zhiyuan's face turned pale.

Nanshan is the largest mountain range in Pearl City. Most people think that Nanshan has beautiful scenery, but they all know what Nanshan is used for.

"You...ahem, you can't kill me!"

Huo Yan pulled his lips and smiled, with only a cold look on his face: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Weiwei said, my hands can't be stained with blood."

Ai Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still worried. If he didn't kill him, why would he go to Nanshan?

…

At the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

Huo Yan watched Ai Zhiyuan's body being doused with a little bit of honey, and a look of satisfaction finally appeared on his extremely cold face.

"Take more care of the wound."

Leng Rui nodded: "Don't worry, young master!"

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ai Zhiyuan with cold murderous intent in his eyes. He casually took out a utility knife and scratched more scars on Ai Zhiyuan's body.

Then apply honey carefully.

A Biao on the side almost went crazy looking at it. He smeared honey on the wound. Then the ants from the mountains would get into the wound. You can imagine that the wound was densely covered with ants.

He won't die for a while, but it's more terrifying than being killed directly with a knife!

"Ai Zhiyuan did everything. It really has nothing to do with me. Just let me go!"

Leng Rui, who was pouring honey, raised his eyes, glanced at A Biao with a sneer and said, "You touched someone you shouldn't touch."

A Biao's face was pale, and there was only despair in his eyes.

If time could go back again, he would rather break his hand than hit Gu Weimian with that stick!

…

Dechang Middle School, classroom of Class 1, Grade 2.

When Pang Yiqin saw Gu Weimian, he immediately stood up from his seat, ran out, and hugged Gu Weimian: "I was really scared to death yesterday!"

She and Ao Leyin were each sent back to their homes, and both received a warning from the man.

Pang Yiqin didn't know what Ao Leyin was thinking, but she couldn't sleep all night last night.

She once suspected that Gu Weimian had been murdered, and she was in extreme torment.

Gu Weimian touched Pang Yiqin's head: "Let's go to class."

Pang Yiqin nodded quickly, her eyes crossing Gu Weimian's back: "Is your back okay?"

Gu Weimian shook his head.

It's just a flesh wound, and the bruises will disappear quickly.

However, if you move too much, it will still hurt.

Zhao Yueyun walked in from the classroom door, and the morning self-study officially began.

When she saw Gu Weimian sitting in her seat, she frowned: "Gu Weimian, didn't you ask for leave today?"

asked for leave?