MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 553 Zong Jing starts

  Chapter 553 Zong Jing's hands-on

  Zong Siyan spoke as a matter of course.

   "But brother, if you also say that she is very powerful, don't I really have to listen to her?"

  Zong Siyan thought about it but couldn't hold back her words.

  After all, that little guy Tang Jin was indeed a little strange, and Zong Siyan couldn't tell what she felt like for a while.

  But after thinking about it quietly now, I feel that those cat eyes are really scary, as if they can **** people in.

   "Otherwise, brother, you can do the math for me—"

   Zong Siyan said, approaching Zong Jing, and took Zong Jing's hand again.

  Having been used to relying on her brother for everything, she didn't realize that Zong Jing didn't talk to her this time.

   It's just that he still naively thinks that as long as it is her, his brother will be satisfied.

   And it's just a divination for her, of course she is different from those other people.

  She is Zong Jing's younger sister, and she can do divination anytime, anywhere without queuing up.

   And no one cares more about her health than her brother.

  Zong Siyan asked for it as a matter of course.

   Zong Jing didn't speak all the time. After turning over all the medicine boxes, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Zong Siyan.

   "Yanyan wants her brother to divination for you?"

  In fact, the tone of these words is already a bit wrong.

  Zong Siyan didn't notice it, so she just nodded and looked at Zong Jing eagerly, expecting him to help with divination.

  The attitude is natural and taken for granted.

   It was as if he, Zong Jing, should provide her with a good environment, let her squander, let her take, let her do everything, and pamper her.

  She thinks she is the so-called Ji Rui.

  The smile on Zong Jing's face became softer.

   "Is my brother always nice to Yanyan?"

  Zong Jing suddenly changed the topic.

  Zong Siyan didn't know why the topic jumped from divination to here.

   But still nodded.

Zong Jing was indeed very kind to her, and gave her the confidence to act mischievously outside, helping her with everything, even who she said she hated the most, who she didn't want to see the most, and that person disappeared in the end, probably Maybe he was sent away by his brother.

   "Then Yanyan should also do something for her brother?"

   "Yes, what do you want to do for your brother?"

  Zong Siyan frowned suspiciously.

   "My brother doesn't need me to do anything for him."

In her eyes, Zong Jing is an omnipotent existence, nothing can trouble him, and his mastery of Fengshui and metaphysics is even more special. Even Tang Jin can't compare with her brother. If her brother is weaker, he can't compete with Tang Jin. Those people also practice martial arts, otherwise her brother would definitely be better.

   "Yanyan, I think about it, every time my brother does divination, I overdraw my life, do you still want my brother to do divination for you?"

   "My brother has already done divination many times, so this time is not bad, right?"

  When Zong Siyan heard this, she thought that Zong Jing didn't take her safety seriously, so she became annoyed immediately, and stretched out her hand to push Zong Jing's arm.

"I can do divination for others, but I'm your own sister! Besides, my brother is able to grow up safely and is still in good health. It's probably all due to me. As long as I'm here, my brother will definitely live longer than my father." It will take longer."

  Zong Siyan is still immersed in her beautiful fantasy.

"And after my brother gets married next year, he will soon give me a little nephew, and then the little nephew will definitely take advantage of me. I am so important to my brother, but you don't even divination for me, you don't care about my body. healthy."

  Zong Jing laughed out loud.

  He raised his hand to cover his cheek, his shoulders trembled with a smile.

   "Brother, what are you laughing at?"

  Zong Siyan was dissatisfied.

   "It's nothing, my brother is just thinking, you really are very important to my brother."

  Zong Jing brought out a little smile.

   I don't know when I took a handkerchief in my hand. Before Zong Siyan could react, the handkerchief had already covered Zong Siyan's mouth and nose.

  The strong chemical smell hit her face, before Zong Siyan had time to react, she felt a numbness all over her body, her whole body went limp, and she fell to the ground, and then Zong Jing stretched out her hand to support her by the shoulder.

   "You two brothers and sisters are really good at writing."

   Gong Zeyu came in from the door.

  The shrill cries and screams in the ear became more and more obvious.

   But obviously, only the two of them who know Feng Shui and metaphysics in the house can hear it.

  Zong Jing supported Zong Siyan's shoulders, and reached out to take off the necklace she had been wearing around her neck.

   "After all, she is a younger sister, so she must say goodbye properly."

   Zong Jing's smile persisted.

   "What about such an important sister?"

   "Your sister is also hopeless. No one can live without her light. It was just a joke when she was a child, but she took it seriously when she went online. It's really funny."

   "Okay, she has already eaten all those things, now who will bring them over?"

   "Let's go, don't delay, lest you have long nights and dreams."

   The two of them took Zong Siyan from Zong Siyan's room to the room in the mansion that had been sealed off all year round.

  The inside is very clean, as if it is often cleaned. There are all kinds of wooden furniture, which look unused. If you know the goods, you will probably find that these are shade wood furniture specially made of locust trees.

   Simply put, it is gathering souls for ghosts to live in.

  Zong Jing placed Zong Siyan on the big bed in the middle, trapped her with ropes, and fixed her on the bed.

   Pick up the knife from the table next to it. The knife is very sharp, and the reflection on Zong Jing's expressionless face looks particularly terrifying.

  Zong Jing held a small knife, and the blade pointed at Zong Siyan's cheek first, and drew a line along the cheek from the bottom of the eye, and then drew another symmetrical line from the other side.

  The blood beads emerged from the tender skin, like blood tears, and rolled down around the cheeks.

   Sensing the pain, even in a coma, Zong Siyan frowned and struggled subconsciously for a moment.

   But the force of the drug was very strong, and soon she was unconscious again.

   Immediately after, Zong Jing pulled out one of her hands, and cut her wrist very deeply.

   Blood gushed out in an instant, staining the Yinmu furniture under him red.

  In the ears of the two, the voice of Devil May Cry outside was heavier and hoarse.

   "Let's go."

  Gong Zeyu crossed his arms and watched Zong Jing finish all this with a blank expression.

  He was still smiling a little foolishly.

   "My own sister can handle it."

  Zong Jing was very calm, wiping the sharp knife in his hand with a handkerchief.

  He laughed when he heard this.

   "You heard it too, what's going on in my sister's mind, as long as it's for her good, even if I lose my life, I should. I don't dare to have such a sister."

   It's not something I've raised and used to, but now it's a good excuse.

  (end of this chapter)