"It should be," Qin Tong nodded heavily, then glanced at Lingwu coquettishly: "That's your friend, and I didn't tell me what her name is. How do I know if she is Lingfei or Ling?"
"Lingyun," Lingwu looked back and looked at Lingyun who was still in that position and smiled: "Lingfei has nothing to do."
Ling Yun sat up suddenly and looked at Ling Wu with a smile: "Are you happy?"
Lingwu smiled faintly, she was indeed happy. In the tone that she used to being ordinary in the past, there was still a faint smile: "What do you think?"
Qin Tong pouted her lips slightly with some annoyance at Lingwu's coldness towards her: "Sister Lingwu, do you go over and see your friend named Ling?"
Ling Wu's eyes turned cold and she looked directly at Qin Tong: "In the future, if you still want to speak, it is best to pay attention when speaking."
She jumped out of the carriage cleanly and ran to the carriage behind her. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and looked at Qin Tong: "She is Lingfei, it's not Ling, what if I'm going to do next time
When I hear you call this, I promise you will never be able to call anything in your life.”
Although the name is not important, it is a symbol of a person's life
Especially people like them
When Ling Wu jumped off the carriage, she saw Nangong Xuan standing under the carriage. After saying this, she threw down the pouting piano boy and walked towards Nangong Xuan.
After Lingwu walked to Nangong Xuan, he smiled tiredly and looked at the carriage that was covered tightly by the curtain: "Go and take a look."
Ling Wu swallowed her throat. To be honest, she didn't believe that Nangong Xuan could rescue Ling Fei, who had already exhausted his energy, and was severely injured, from the hands of the god of death. Everything she did was just hard work.
Just do it
Lingwu felt relieved after only lifting the curtain with a trembling finger.
Although Ling Fei, who was pale, was definitely a living person
As long as you are alive, everything will be fine
But Nangong Xuan's face suddenly changed, and he became a little guilty and uncomfortable. After taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice to Lingwu, who was holding the curtain with his hand, "Lingwu, I'm sorry."