: Right and wrong

Rong Qianzhi laughed twice and reached out to Yan Junyi: "Give it."

"What?" Yan Junyi didn't understand what Rong Qianzhi meant for a moment.

"Daughter, don't you want my heart? Give me a dagger and I'll dig out my heart for you."

Yan Junyi's brows frowned, and anger arose in his heart. He said, "Zhi'er, you should understand what I want."

"Why should I understand? Don't you know I was a fool before?" Rong Qianzhi curled his lips and smiled, withdrew his hands, wrapped his hands around his chest, and said, "My internal strength was blocked, and I couldn't beat him, and I couldn't run away. What else do you think I can do except dig your heart to you?"

"Zhi'er, are you trying to get angry with me on purpose?" Yan Junyi's body suddenly leaned forward. He grabbed Rong Qianzhi's wrist, suddenly smiled, and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will really kill Pofeng?"

Rong Qianzhi pushed Yan Junyi away and pulled his hand back. She sighed and said, "I am still unable to protect myself when I cross the river. What ability do I have to care about other people's lives and deaths? Besides, Pofeng has always been loyal and fierce. He died because of me. He will feel that he has the right to die and will definitely be able to smile with a smile."

Yan Junyi didn't expect Rong Qianzhi to say that, and he seemed to not take Pofeng seriously at all. He narrowed his eyes slightly. She really didn't care about Pofeng's life or death. He didn't think so, right?

He smiled and said, "I didn't expect Zhi'er to have such a cold heart, but it's a pity that loyal Pofeng is here. But don't worry, I will leave him a whole body."

Hearing this, Rong Qianzhi couldn't help but clench his hand in his sleeves, saying that he was not worried, it was all fake. What she said just now was just trying to dispel Yan Junyi's idea of ​​using Pofeng to threaten her. Naturally, she didn't want Pofeng to die. She was worried that Yan Junyi would really kill Pofeng because of this.

For a moment, she didn't say anything.

Yan Junyi glanced at Rong Qianzhi's cuff from the corner of his eyes, and the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated. He was almost deceived by Zhi'er. Women were indeed all verbal animals.

He smiled, stood up, and walked towards the door of the room.

Looking at Yan Junyi's white and cold back, Rong Qianzhi's hand in his sleeves clenched again and again. She knew that she had lost at the beginning of the game. She did not have the right time, place and people, so she could not use Feng's life to gamble!

She gritted her teeth, stood up, and said, "Wait a minute."

"Zhi'er figured it out so quickly?" Yan Junyi turned around, and he knew that the wind was definitely a very useful bargaining chip in his hands.

"You won."

Yan Junyi returned to Rong Qianzhi's side, picked up a piece of her slimming and stroked it behind her ears, and asked, "What about my conditions?"

"I need time, you should understand that forgetting someone takes time, and falling in love with someone also takes time. You won't be whimsical and expecting me to forget Gong Mohan today and fall in love with you tomorrow?"

Rong Qianzhi said a pun, and she also needed time to plan how to rescue Pofeng, how to send news to Gong Mohan, and how to leave Tianyue Mountain.

"Okay, I'll give you a month. In a month, you'll give me everything you have, but don't worry, during this period, I won't touch you, I'll sleep in the next room."

Rong Qianzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. One month is enough. If she could not handle those things in a month, she would be too useless. It would be better to die.

"Okay, one word is certain."
Chapter completed!