It didn't look like it, because she couldn't feel any murderous intention in Linghu Shi, or any attempt to kill the fake An Luoluo in the room.
If there is no intention to kill An Luoluo like this, then what is the purpose of arranging a fake one?
By the way, this fake Linghu poem said that Situ Ran's father killed her father and brother, imprisoned her, and even did inhumane things to him.
All this is reasonable, really reasonable. The premise is that the person standing in front of Linghu Shi is really An Luoluo.
But there is a fake one standing right now.
Waiting, a silence lingered in the room.
Sun Ling quietly looked at the fake Linghu poem in the room, lowered her head, with a sad face, and moved to the window without leaving a trace. This place would be convenient for her to jump out of the window if anything happened.
"Bang."
There was a loud bang, and the door that was originally ajar was kicked open with a loud bang.
An Luoluo held a silver pistol in his hand and stood coldly at the door. The muzzle of the gun was pointed coldly at the fake Linghu Shi in the room. His expression was cold and ruthless, and his eyes were cold and cruel.
"Who are you?" Fake Linghu Shi looked at An Luoluo, who was standing at the door with a cold expression, and her expression became unnatural for a while. She looked at An Luoluo, and then at Sun Ling, who was standing by the bed.
He seemed to be aware of it too.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" With a bang, the bullet passed by the fake Linghu Shi's neck and embedded itself in the wall behind him. The cold and real fear immediately paralyzed the fake Linghu Shi's body.
"I, I, there is no one." Fake Linghu Shi collapsed on the ground, looking at An Luoluo in panic and fear. She only felt the cold breath from An Luoluo's body seeping into her body and bone marrow, making her tremble with coldness.
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"No one?" An Luoluo curled his lips coldly, and put the concealment in his hand coldly against the forehead of the fake Linghu Shi.
"It's him, it's..." The fear of death and the coldness of the pistol made the fake Linghu Shi tremble. He could no longer restrain himself and pointed at Qiu Jingluo.
However, before he finished speaking, the fake Linghu Shi pinched his own neck, rolled his eyes, and died just like that.
"Don't look at me. If I want to kill her, I don't need you to show up." Sun Ling shrugged her shoulders, glanced at An Luoluo up and down, and couldn't help but admire in her heart.
This woman is indeed worthy of their boss. She is beautiful and strong enough! The aura that erupted from her body just now made her instinctively afraid to move.
Taking a deep look at An Luoluo, with admiration in her eyes, she felt that such a woman was indeed more suitable to be their boss than Li Ji.
Because she has an aura that is not inferior to that of the boss. This aura complements the boss's aura. The two of them stand together, and they must be a perfect match.
An Luoluo had cold eyes, remained silent, and looked at Sun Ling coldly.
"I know, you don't believe anything I say now. But Miss An, please believe that I, and the person behind me, will never hurt you!" Sun Ling said with a smile, even though An Luoluo was covered in blood.
Her breath made people feel that she was not acting rashly, but she was not afraid.
"Hmph, you didn't kill the person, how could she die?" Qiu Jingluo snorted coldly, and at the same time he shouted angrily, the supernatural power in his hand gathered and turned into a sharp sword and shot towards Sun Ling.
Of course it was not Sun Ling who killed the person, because he did it. But someone had to be the scapegoat. His eldest brother had sacrificed too much for An Luoluo and his second sister, and he would not allow An Luoluo to leave.
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