The witch conquered the whole world with her death

Chapter 110
An Ji opened her mouth, unable to hold back the right words to insult her for a long time.

"Okay, young master, don't get so angry, it's not good for your health." Hua Mian patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.

An Ji angrily rolled his sleeves, closed the door of the cell, and then opened the cell that Hua Mian just pointed to.

"Thank you!" Hua Mian smiled happily, leaning against the cell door, and waved to him.

Hua Mian walked into the cell and closed the door: "It's getting late, I won't see any visitors, you go all the way!"

——"Anti-customers"

An Ji couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching.

What the hell is going all the way, why does it feel like she is cursing someone?

An Ji stared at Hua Mian's back for a while, and was about to leave when Hua Mian suddenly turned around again.

Hua Mian propped her elbows on the wall, and said with a smile, "Master, I seem to be a little hungry, please bring me some food!"

"Don't push yourself!" An Ji clenched his fists and rattled.

Hua Mian put on an innocent face: "Master, I misunderstood again. I might not be able to cooperate with your investigation if I'm so hungry."

Familiar copywriting template.

An Ji snorted coldly, ordered someone to bring food to her, and left with a flick of her sleeve.

The master and servant are quite alike.

Hua Mian sighed and put Qiqi on the table.

Tuanzi sneakily grabbed a chicken leg and gnawed on it, and asked her inarticulately, "Host, why are you still agreeing to them when you are swollen?"

Hua Mian patted it on the head: "Did you forget the message from the system background?"

"Oh, oh." Tuanzi nodded repeatedly, "But these chicken legs are so good!"

It speaks a little lisp.

As long as it was talking, Qiqi next door had already eaten several pieces of meat.

The dumplings quickly reached out to snatch them, and two small round dumplings, one black and one white, began to compete for meat, and the scene was very intense.

Hua Mian took two mouthfuls of rice and left the food for them, then turned around and opened the system page to continue checking the cause of Geng Jueqi's injury.

He was stabbed on the day he and she met in Lingqi. At that time, Geng Jueqi had no one around, and happened to encounter the cold poison, so he was seriously injured.

The captured assassin gave a portrait, saying that the girl in the painting instructed them.

Draw that person—yes, looks a lot like her.

Hua Mian has already guessed the general plot.

It's just that Geng Jueqi's situation is not very optimistic.

Hua Mian flipped through the materials absently, and recalled in her mind that day when she inadvertently glanced at Geng Jueqi in Yuecheng.

Looking at it carefully, Geng Jueqi actually resembles that doggy man Rongyu.

She recalled what Jin Liu said that day - "I'll tell you who has the soul fragment of the person you love."

But she knew very well, how could Rongyu still have soul fragments?

It is even more impossible to be Geng Jueqi.

Although the reality is cruel, but...she still has to accept it.

After returning to the main god's space this time, she will find a suitable successor, and she does not plan to continue living.

She sighed faintly: "Forget it."

Just think of accumulating some virtue for yourself.

Hua Mian stood up, picked up two dumplings, stuffed them into a cloth bag, and kicked open the door of the cell.

The jailer was startled by the sudden loud noise, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the girl walking over through the smoke.

The girl's face was slightly cold, and she was carrying a small black ball in her cloth bag, with white rice grains hanging from her mouth, and she was staring at him.

Before the jailer could react, the girl grabbed his neck and pushed him against the wall.

"What's the name of the boy who brought me here?" the girl said coldly.

The jailer trembled: "An, An Ji."

Hey, hey, he's just a little jailer, why are there always big guys trying to harm him?
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