Chapter 882 Zhao Yan’s true face

Outside, Su Chen and Murong Xin were looking at Zhao Yan.

Su Chen's eyes were indifferent, but there was pure worry in Murong Xin's beautiful eyes. Obviously, she was very worried about the safety of her brother Zhao Yan.

In this way, under the gaze of the two people, Zhao Yan approached the big bluestone step by step under pressure.

When Zhao Yan finally walked ten feet away from the big blue stone, Zhao Yan also took a deep breath. His figure suddenly rose into the air and flew towards the big blue stone. He stretched out a hand in mid-air and grabbed the big blue stone. Red flower on bluestone.

The next moment, the red flower was uprooted and caught in Zhao Yan's hands.

However, before Zhao Yan could breathe a sigh of relief, another sudden change occurred.

boom!

With the big bluestone as the center, a heat wave suddenly erupted without warning!

The entire paradise suddenly disappeared, and Zhao Yan, who was inside, was also wrapped in the heat wave and flew out directly. His whole person turned into a ball of fire and shot into the distance.

"Brother Zhao Yan!"

Murong Xin shouted in surprise, and then her hand was grabbed by Su Chen, and her whole body was quickly pulled back by Su Chen.

Su Chen took Murong Xin and retreated three or four miles back in an instant. He didn't stop until he completely left the center of the earthquake.

Afterwards, the two of them went to see Zhao Yan, only to see that Zhao Yan was already lying in a miserable state in the distance. His clothes and hair were all burned to a complete mess. His whole body was gray and gray, and he no longer looked like the handsome young master just now. He seemed to have been burned. Beggar roasted on fire.

However, Zhao Yan didn't care about his miserable situation at the moment, but stared at the red flower in his hand with joy.

"Xin'er!"

Zhao Yan looked up at Murong Xin and greeted him gently, "Come here quickly and take this red flower first."

"Well……"

Murong Xin hesitated for a moment. She didn't know why, but when she saw Zhao Yan's ecstatic look at getting Chiyinghua, she suddenly didn't want to go there.

"Come here quickly. Once this red flower leaves the soil for more than a quarter of an hour, it will completely wither."

When Zhao Yan saw Murong Xin standing still, he kept urging and pointed at Su Chen, "You, bring her here!"

Su Chen smiled, pulled Murong Xin and walked to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan hurriedly handed the red flower into Murong Xin's little hand and urged her: "Hurry up and take it."

Murong Xin took the Red Flower, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Brother Zhao Yan, do you really want me to take this Red Flower?"

"Of course, what a stupid question you are asking. Of course I hope you can recover. Hurry up."

Zhao Yan urged again, but his face lost the gentle smile before, and his eyes radiated a strange light, looking a little anxious and impatient.

Murong Xin hesitated. This Zhao Yan was not the Zhao Yan she was familiar with. It made her feel a little strange and a little strange.

In Murong Xin's mind, she remembered what Su Chen had said to her that day. He said that Zhao Yan did not really like her. If he really liked her, he would not impose his wishes on her every time.

Unexpectedly, Murong Xin thought of every detail of Zhao Yan's previous relationship with her. Although Zhao Yan was indeed very considerate and cared for her, he never once asked for her opinion.

Whether it was giving her expensive gifts or taking her to Donglin City to seek medical advice, Zhao Yan did all these things under the banner of "for her own good" and never asked her if she was willing.

She has always trusted Zhao Yan wholeheartedly. However, thinking of Zhao Yan's refusal to save Su Chen earlier, Murong Xin felt more and more that Zhao Yan at that moment felt very strange to her, not at all like the Zhao Yan she had known all along.

Although Zhao Yan later explained that he wanted to see Su Chen's strength, it could not dispel the instinctive doubts deep in Murong Xin's heart.

At this moment, looking at the Scarlet Flower in his hand, Murong Xin gathered up her courage and said, "Brother Zhao Yan, I know you are doing it for my own good, but I don't want to take this Scarlet Flower right now."

"You don't want to take it?"

Zhao Yan was stunned, "Why?"

"No reason, I...I just have a little confusion in my mind and want to clear my head."

Murong Xin whispered.

Zhao Yan's expression turned gloomy almost instantly.

Obviously, he did not expect that Murong Xin, who had always obeyed his words, would actually start to resist him at this time.

"Xin'er, do you know what you are talking about?"

Zhao Yan's voice also became darker, "This red flower will wither completely once a quarter of an hour has passed. If you don't take it as soon as possible, you are courting death."

"It doesn't matter if you seek death yourself. However, the plan I have worked so hard for so long cannot be wasted because of a stupid woman like you!"

As Zhao Yan spoke, a sense of oppression suddenly erupted from his body. He stared coldly at Murong Xin and ordered, "I'll say it again, take the red flower quickly, otherwise I won't be polite!"

"Brother Zhao Yan?"