Qin Lang turned around, his face dark, and he only stared at Luo Qingyu's beautiful eyes solemnly, and no longer spoke.

All words were revealed in that heavy expression.

"I……"

Luo Qingyu opened her mouth, trying to explain something, but she couldn't speak.

yes!

What kind of face has she been facing Qin Lang?

A fiancée who is bound by marriage? Or is a familiar person who is grateful and grateful?

It seems that from the beginning to now, she has never responded to Qin Lang's feelings positively!

"Whisper, I am not the kind of person you think, I will not care about gains and losses. Even if you and I are like passers-by in the future, after all, I have had these beautiful memories.

You go, leave Ke Lan, I will handle everything for you and will not leave you any regrets."

Qin Lang waved his hand, looking painful.

Luo Qingyu stood there, her eyes a little dull and her brows frowned slightly. I don’t know what was going on, but she always felt a slight tingling pain in her heart.

She took a dull step and left Qin Lang's office in a daze.

A bright moon hangs in the sky.

Qin Lang did not look at Luo Qingyu's back, but only stared at the bright jade plate, feeling a little nervous.

I don’t know where things will go?

If there was no eavesdropping room conversation that Junzi informed him in advance, if there was no ten seconds of sweet "kiss" that made people linger, he would definitely not dare to say these decisive words to Luo Qingyu.

After all, according to Luo Qingyu's personality, he may really leave and never show up again.

But now, with the trump card, Qin Lang has to try it out. Such a great opportunity, he must tear open Luo Qingyu's indifferent coat, otherwise he would let Luo Qingyu stay by his side as a rewarder from beginning to end.

There are always some regrets.

There are many things that cannot be accomplished through the identity of the one who repays the kindness.

For example, Luo Qingyu provides a large number of villain values ​​at one time, and there is no way to obtain it by relying on the identity of this kind-hearted person.

As for the bondage of marriage?

Then you have to wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month, and you will probably really enter the palace of marriage to have a chance!

Only this time, with the right time, place, and people, he dared to try so boldly!

Gulu!

Qin Lang sat on the sofa and took a big sip of tea to calm down his agitation.

I don’t know what Luo Qingyu was thinking in the bedroom at this time?

I don’t know how much destiny villain value can Luo Qingyu provide?

After all, even the Blood Mandala provides 100,000 destiny villain value.

Just like Luo Qingyu's strength, it is nearly five times stronger than the blood-colored mandala before taking the 10-drug dose!

While Qin Lang was still thinking, Junzi ran in from outside the door in shock and exclaimed, "Young Master, the matter is going on. Miss Ning Qianqian outside has started fighting with Miss Blood!"

"Day day by day, I won't let my worry!"

Qin Lang rolled his eyes, got up and left the office, followed Junzi and left the bar.

At least these two women were a little brainy and knew that the current Dark Blade Camp was Qin Lang's territory. They did not attack directly in the bar, but ran outside.

Seeing Qin Lang coming, the blood-colored mandala glared at Junzi's direction angrily, scaring Junzi to shrink his neck in horror, feeling more and more that his head seemed to be no longer his own.

He didn't dare to look at the eyes of the blood-colored mandala, and could only hide behind Qin Lang silently, like a shadow.

"If you are against me, are you planning to kill the Junzi who was complaining?!"

Qin Lang frowned and scolded the blood-colored mandala coldly.

Blood-colored mandala opened his mouth, "This matter has nothing to do with you. I will not do anything random to your people!"

She wanted to be vicious to Qin Lang, but she felt a sense of grudge from the bottom of her heart. She dared to fight against Qin Lang in some small things, but when it was a big deal, she would never disobey Qin Lang's opinions.

In that way, she will only be put in the ranks of lonely and helpless single female killers again.

"Just come to Ke Lan, why did you make trouble for me?" Qin Lang no longer persuaded the blood-colored mandala, but fell in love with Ning Qianqian in a long blue dress, and her voice was very cold.

"What does it mean to make trouble for you? She bullied my fourth senior sister and was still arrogant to me here, saying that she could take me down within ten moves.

I, Ning Qianqian, known as Xiaoyixian, when did I suffer such humiliation?

If she didn't give her some color, wouldn't she want to ride on top of my head in the future? "

Ning Qianqian snorted lightly, "Qin Lang, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will just not kill her!"

"What a big tone!"

The blood-colored mandala felt cold, and even the reincarnation in front of her, he didn't dare to speak wildly. Now a mere junior sister dared to say that she would not kill her?!

The dignity of a killer cannot be humiliated!

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-colored mandala turned into a phantom and disappeared in place, like a cherry blossom ninja, blending into the darkness, and only seeing afterimages.

Unlike Sakura Ninja, the Blood Mandala does not rely on any ninjutsu escape technique. It is completely based on its extraordinary speed, which makes people blinding.

clang!

The dagger intersects with a short blade, making a metal clash.

Ning Qianqian curled her lips, her wrist hurt, she dodged, quickly retreated and avoided.

"how so?!"

While the blood-colored mandala frowned, she lived in the darkness again.

She is now in full bloom, and is even stronger than when she was in the previous showdown of reincarnation. Even if she is in person, she cannot take her attack so accurately.

Could it be that this junior sister's strength is more powerful than reincarnation?!

The blood-colored mandala was confused and dared not underestimate it. He launched attacks on Ning Qianqian one after another.

Unlike those who practice martial arts, the Blood-colored Mandala is a professional killer, and some killer habits have been integrated into the blood.

What is important is to kill one blow, and they are all rushing towards the deadly place, fast, accurate and ruthless!

I saw that under the dim street, there was only Ning Qianqian's blue figure that was the most eye-catching. From time to time, there was a black shadow, suddenly coming out from all directions, and attacking her.

The angle is tricky, the speed is dazzling.

If Junzi had faced such a trap, his head on his shoulder would have been picked up by someone as a chamber pot a hundred years ago.

But, Ning Qianqian was not surprised when she was in a state of change. She took every attack accurately and retreated in time, not giving the Blood-colored Mandala another chance to exert force.

"Young Master, in your eyes, who is better, Miss Blood or Miss Ning?" Junzi looked at the young master and asked curiously.
Chapter completed!