Jun 20, 2024
Linghui’s expression suddenly shows that there is no enemy in front of her blood. She is all black but still soft and tall. Count the corpses behind her!
The whole world was quiet at Wuyuan Hall, and everyone looked at their big lady without being stunned and petrified on the spot.
Is this still their impression that the former master’s wings sheltered the weak, read Yang Xiao and Liang Zhong forced the young lady to help?
"What are you doing here again?" Linghui stopped at the gate because a half-inch man in a leather jacket was there with a group of people.
The man came before and witnessed the process of Linghui’s eyes killing Liang Zhong and others. He couldn’t help but take a deep breath and then politely said, "Excuse me, girl. I want to invite you to the mansion for a potluck."
Linghui’s eyes drooped, and she naturally knew that the knife and axe helped take charge of ten thousand days’ work. Although the two masters had contradictions, they were by no means good people, forcing her to be sure that she was up to no good at this time.
It’s only been less than two days since her brother died, and others have been in and out of the five-yuan hall, such as her own backyard. If that man hadn’t fallen from the sky, would she be unbearable today?
The thought of this is like a snake, and she can’t help but spontaneously give birth to a sincere gratitude …
"Girl, I’m here under orders. If you don’t promise me, I’m afraid it won’t be me next time. You should know that one person’s strength is limited after all."
Kirk, a male name in inch plate, is the right-hand man who is in charge of the knife and axe gang. He secretly likes Linghui, so his words and deeds are very different from those of Liang Zhong. He is very polite. He has not witnessed the first world war of the fairy on the cliff top, so he is also dubious about that. At this time, he was ordered to make it clear.
"Brother Ke is kind and thoughtful, but whoever wants to come, just let him come. Be careful not to go back and forth!"
Linghui left such a sentence and waved behind him.
Let’s go!’
Linghui today is not Linghui yesterday. Yesterday, she was a plaything in the eyes of others. From today, the whole Hongmen mainland will become her hunting ground!
Linghui led the funeral, and no one dared to stop Kirk from making moves or daring to make moves.
In addition to the corpses on the ground, there is also Liang Xiao who looks at everything from beginning to end. He chased Qin Changfeng but didn’t dare to take the liberty to visit. Therefore, he has been hiding outside the villa and saw Linghui have such great power in just one night. In addition to being deeply shocked, he strengthened his belief.
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For most people in the world, time is just a cycle of sunset and moon rising.
Qin Changfeng sat on the balcony in the fourth secret method, and everything flowed like a trickle … After the theoretical verification, the foundation was completed, which was the real deduction of the secret method.
The evening breeze blows gently across his face like a lover’s gentle touch, which is Qin Changfeng’s favorite feeling. When he is closed, he often chooses the top of the mountain, a natural place of heaven and earth, and rarely hides himself in the secret room unless necessary.
Gently footsteps sounded and stopped, and then there seemed to be a cloak around him, and Qin Changfeng smelled a unique faint fragrance.
Qin Changfeng opened his eyes only to find that the shawl was not a cloak but a nightgown embroidered with gold lace.
"Besides my clothes, I have a brother at home. I’m afraid you think my brother is unlucky …" Linghui explained with some trepidation.
She has removed the plain black dress and put on a tight and soft white dress. Her waist is bound by a belt, and her breasts are more tall and plump. The moonlight reflects her golden curls and long shiny eyes, and her tenderness is also reflected.
At this time, Linghui seems to be no longer the hall master who is ambitious and bent on revenge for his brother, but an obedient sister and a virtuous girl.
Qin Changfeng has never believed in ghosts and gods, and naturally there won’t be any unlucky, ignorant and backward thoughts. He sat on the balcony stone railing and was afraid to let Linghui sit around and say with smile, "How does it feel to have great power?"
LingHui thoughtfully a little low way "good but also terrible"
"Oh, how terrible?" Qin Changfeng was surprised
"It’s intoxicating to control the fate of others at will, but I’m afraid I’ll be trapped in China and France one day." Linghui shines like a jewel in the moonlight, and her eyes are vaguely misty
"I’ve seen the stars all over the sky across the sun, the moon, the mountains and the seas, and I’ve traveled all over Qian Shan to read all the people’s prosperity … before I know what the quality of life is worth really pursuing. It’s unnecessary to worry about nothing that has happened." Qin Changfeng smiled and looked up at the vast edge and pointed to the night.
In the second gambling game, the Buddha emperor Qin Changfeng communicated everything by direct sound, but he didn’t know it and didn’t notice the deep meaning in Qin Changfeng’s words.
She followed Qin Changfeng’s eyes to the night sea and murmured, "Brother Changfeng, are you from heaven? Do you live in the Heavenly Palace?"
Yu Qin Changfeng’s true identity is what Linghui wants to ask most in her heart. Through this special atmosphere, she beat about the bush and asked out.
Qin Changfeng truthfully replied, "I’m from the earth like you, but now I can fly closer to the sky than you. The only difference is that you are obsessed with the earth and our goal is the stars and the sea for nine days!"
There is nothing wrong. Qin Changfeng just wants to give up her obsession with hatred by guiding her to the desire for strength, so every sentence is carefully prepared.
Linghui’s eyes showed a little conation, but it was more obvious that it was not enough for her to give up her hatred and obsession. After all, it was too far away for her, but now everything made her very satisfied because it was very real.
The night wind gently blows Qin Changfeng. It is rare for men in this world to have long hair brushing their faces.
She suddenly asked casually, "Brother Changfeng, is your hair naturally white?"
The perfect world, the ancient monk’s hometown, reincarnated in the world. After a reincarnation, Xiao Mo had an indelible reincarnation mark, and Qin Changfeng’s original black hair turned strangely white.
You know, his body has not experienced reincarnation, but with the return of his soul imprint, this change is directly revealed in his body, and the truth is more mysterious than that of a mortal.