my villain is too cute

Chapter 723 The Master of No Thought (29)

Han Jin looked at Nianzhu, "What are you thinking?"

Nianzhu lowered his brows and eyes, his pupils covered by long eyelashes were extremely cold, but his words were extremely soft: "Think about it, which one should we destroy?"

Han Jin pursed his lips, squeezed to sit next to Nian Zhu, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"If you feel hesitant, let's go together."

Nian Zhu: ...

Although he knew she would not be afraid, this reaction still surprised him.

Are you serious?

Nian Zhu turned to look at her, his lips brushed against her chin unexpectedly.

For an instant, he forgot what he was about to say.

The two stared at each other, and finally retreated with red ears.

Nianzhu coughed and threw away some papers.

"I'm going to rest, you go down."

As he spoke, he slid down and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, leaving only the back of his head.

Han Jin gently poked his waist, turned and went to the study.
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On the way, Tuan Tuan, who had been holding back his words, spoke.

"Have you forgotten what our purpose is?"

Dark value!It's dark value! !
Han Jin ignored it.

So what if he knew the purpose, but he still didn't want to stop him.

You can almost guess what she was thinking, and she lost her mind again in a fit of anger.
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There are many letters and documents on the table in the study room, which belong to Nianzhu and Youlian.

She had been allowed access to these long ago, she just didn't bother to look at them.

Han Jin put down the last letter and rubbed his eyebrows.

The several exterminations in the past few years were indeed done by Nianzhu.

It's not about teaching without thoughts, it's about punishing a person with thoughts.

Only You Lian and Ning Shan knew about his actions, and the people in the sect also had speculations.

Because they were the ones to investigate the news of many sects.

It's just that if the leader doesn't say anything, they will act as if they don't know anything.

The list in Nian Zhu's hand today is suspected to be the sect that participated in Nian's family's extermination.

Just a suspicion, not sure.

But recently, Nian Zhu, who hadn't recalled the past for a long time, dreamed of the previous scene again.

He was in a bad mood, and he was happy to kill a thousand by mistake and never let one go.

But because of Han Jin's overly indulgent reaction, it made him dispel his unsteady thoughts.
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Another early month.

Twilight falls, and the crescent moon hangs in the sky.

After dinner in the afternoon, Han Jin stayed in the bedroom and did not leave.

Nian Zhu sat on the bed, and Han Jin sat on the low couch beside the bed.

Nianzhu would not let her go to bed.

The red candles were crackling and burning, the candlelight was flickering, and the atmosphere was peaceful and tranquil.

Wait for the moon to pass.

Han Ji put his hand on Nianzhu's wrist early on.

Nianzhu glanced at her, and continued to look at the book in his hand, as if he didn't care about the result of the treatment.

Time passed slowly, and the night was already half past.

Nian Zhu frowned, and his face was slightly pale.

"pain?"

Han Jin sat on the bed and pulled him into his arms.

The book in Nianzhu's hand has gone for a long time, he shook his head, his voice was very soft: "It doesn't hurt."

It's just uncomfortable, and the whole person has no strength.

Han Jin wrapped his arms around him, quietly waiting for the night to pass.

According to the pulse condition, the treatment is useful.
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Two months later, Nian Zhu's health improved a lot, at least better than expected.

Ning Shan felt his pulse before, and said that he might not survive this winter.

For two whole months, Nianzhu stayed in the teaching and couldn't do anything.

The extermination of the Feng family in Bincheng has passed.

In the study room, Nianzhu looked down at the materials Youlian brought over.

Youlian: "I sneaked into the lord's mansion and searched, but I still didn't find anything."

Eleven years ago, Nianzhu didn't know who was involved in that incident.

Only relying on clues to find a few, and destroy a few.

(End of this chapter)