Asura's people, plus Awahara Zemei who had just arrived in Edinburgh, all went out to find the missing Ling Fei. Ye Qixuan was like crazy. As long as there was a little bit of news about her, he would not let it go. It was shocking.
Shockingly, she disappeared completely as if she had evaporated from the world.
Except for Ye Chengyun who continues to stay in Edinburgh to handle the matter with Wells, other people have begun to expand the search scope to the surrounding areas. Moreover, Awahara Zemi asked Duke Edmund to use the power of the police to search for them.
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Legend has it that there is a very mysterious esoteric organization. Although there are not many members, they all have extraordinary skills. They are similar to Japanese ninjas. They are an organization that steals information and also assassinates. The weapons they often use are also very strange. They are not knives, but also assassins.
Not a gun, but a small silver needle...
Ling Fei opened her eyes wide and recalled what her grandfather Lingshan once told her. She only heard them as stories before, but she never expected that she would be so unlucky to meet people from the Tantric Sect. She didn't know what means they used to harm her.
With all his strength, he had no strength at all, let alone trying to escape.
She was in a room with white walls on all sides. Except for a table, a bed, and a chair, there were no extra furnishings. Fortunately, there was also a small exhaust fan, which was blowing there.
I kept breathing. It felt like I could breathe fresh air.
The door creaked open.
She turned around, looked at Xin Yan who walked in, and sneered, "It's such an honor to meet people from the Tantric Sect. But, I'm wondering, don't you always only target big people? I really can't figure it out.
Why am I worthy of your action?"
Xinyan pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose, walked over and handed her the dinner, "I'm sorry for kicking your cake. I bought it for you specially."
Looking at the beautifully packaged and brightly colored cream cake, Ling Fei raised her eyes and pursed her lower lip, "Tell me, why did you bring me here?"
"I...I want to beg you to accept Mr. Ye." Xinyan looked at her seriously, her big black eyes full of determination.
Ling Fei was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Little sister, have you read too many books by Qiong Yao?"
"Hey!" Xinyan stared at her unhappily, "I am sincerely begging you!"
Ling Fei shook her long hair, her unruly eyes locked on hers, "You brought me here by force and pricked me with damn needles until I couldn't use any strength at all. How can you call this sincerity? Stop playing with Chinese square characters.
"
Hearing her swearing, Xinyan was stunned for a moment. She really couldn't understand more and more, what was so good about this woman? Why did Ye Shao fall in love with her?
"Do you think I want to beg you? But...but he likes you, what can I do? I don't want to see him sad, so I can only plead with you for him. Please, you must give him a chance!"
Yan said forcefully, almost tearing out his heart on the spot to show Ling Fei how red and real it was!
Ling Fei stared at her for a moment, then smiled and said, "It seems that you are really good to him. It is also his blessing to have a silly girl like you like him."
"You agreed?" Xinyan was overjoyed.
"Before you kidnap me, you should first think clearly whether your Young Master Ye will accept the love I give him!"
Xinyan pushed up her glasses again and said anxiously, "You don't have to tell him, just say that you are willing to accept him and you will marry him."
Ling Fei rolled her eyes at her, "Do you think everyone is the same as you? Very pure and innocent? That guy is smarter than a fox. I suddenly ran up to him and said, Dear Lord Ye, do you want me?
Husband and children, I accept you completely and please marry me! It’s strange that he doesn’t think I’m crazy!”
"Oh," Xinyan was a bit confused and walked around anxiously, "Then what should we do? Ye Shao is smart and talented, and as beautiful as a god, even though he knows that you are as vulgar as you.
The woman is not worthy of him, but who can make him like her!"
Ling Fei was already a little dizzy, but after being turned around like this, her head was spinning, "If you have time to persuade your love rival here, why don't you think about it and strive for happiness yourself."
Xinyan stopped suddenly, pushed down her glasses, and said with a sad face, "How can I fight for it? Young Master Ye doesn't even look at me."
Looking at her from top to bottom, Ling Fei curled her lips and said, "Are you from the Arale Support Club? You are wearing a pair of black frames that cover half of your face. Your hair is frizzy and frizzy. You must not have taken care of it. Neither does the T-shirt."
I know what year the model is from, but the curves are not even visible in the pants. If our Xiaokui sees you, it would be weird if she doesn’t call you uncle! Why should you let a man be attracted to you? Remember, all men are
Love with your eyes first!”
Xinyan was so criticized by her that she couldn't even place her hands and feet as she stood there.
"You, please don't speak so poorly of me. After all, I am still young, and my skin is also very good. No one has ever had acne..." Her voice became louder and louder as she said it to the end.
Small.
"Please, you are wrapped up like Aunt Mu, who can take off your clothes to confirm?"
Xinyan lowered her head and looked at herself, then gritted her teeth and said, "Then...what do you want to do?" Although she was not convinced, she always felt that Ling Fei was right.
Ling Fei's red lips parted slightly, and she said four words, "Packaging, transformation."
Xinyan quickly came over, squatted next to her and opened her eyes wide, "How to pack it?"
"Ayan, don't listen to her nonsense."
The sudden sound made Ling Fei frown.
The door opened, and a young man wearing a Chinese gown walked in. His face was as fair as jade, his nose was straight, his lips were slightly pursed, the color of his lips was not dark, and his light eyes seemed to be stained with a light layer of water mist. He
Just like a wisp of clouds in the mountains, elegant, dusty, and as misty as the wind.
He walked over, gently pulled Xinyan up, pulled her away from Ling Fei, and looked at her tenderly, "You are beautiful, you don't need any packaging, you are the most beautiful girl in our tantric sect."
Xinyan blinked, "Really? Ah Yue, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
The young man smiled gently, nodded, and brushed the messy hair beside her ears, "When did I ever lie to you?"
Ling Fei raised her eyebrows and curled her lips in a sneer, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right?"
No matter how stupid Xinyan was, she could still figure out what this meant. She quickly turned around and glared at her, "Don't talk nonsense, Ah Yue is my twin brother!"
Brother? Or twins?
Ling Fei's eyes widened, looking at the beautiful young man, then at Ala Lei's face, shaking her head in disbelief, "Are they fraternal twins?"