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Chapter 258 Jealousy

"Girl, you actually don't need to do it yourself. I've already been killed by your beauty many times." Ling Jing looked at the beautiful figure in the forest that made him think about it day and night, and laughed.

The woman hummed softly, tapped her lotus feet, and then floated in front of Ling Jing like a bright red flame.

"You brat, why aren't you dead yet?" Linglong blinked and suddenly smiled. A pair of white, jade-like hands stretched out from her sleeves and pinched both sides of Ling Jing's cheeks.

"Let my sister see first whether you are a human or a ghost."

"Hey, you don't slap people in the face." Ling Jing smiled bitterly, with the familiar smell of Linglong lingering in his nose, and his eyes were full of love and warmth.

"Hehe! The brat is mine. I can hit him wherever I want, and pinch him wherever I want." Linglong's hands were merciless, as if she wanted to vent some emotions, she rubbed Ling Jing's face left and right.

, putting on various weird expressions.

"Damn, bad taste..."

Ling Jing smiled helplessly, but seemed to feel that Linglong's mood today was a little abnormal. Although she often liked to tease herself in the past, she would not be as indulgent as she is today.

Thinking of Linglong being imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple alone for her own sake, living a life of green lanterns and bitter tea, and having no way of knowing her life and death, what kind of torment must be in her heart.

"Sister, I miss you." Ling Jing suddenly grabbed Linglong's hands and said softly.

Linglong paused after hearing this, and suddenly a trace of water appeared in her beautiful eyes that looked forward to the glory.

"Brat, what did you call me?"

Ling Jing looked at Linglong's pretty face. He hadn't seen her for several months. Her appearance was as bright and unparalleled as before, but she looked much thinner. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes and he smiled: "I called you

Good sister, good wife."

"Go! Haven't you always refused to call me sister?" Linglong turned her face slightly to the side, spitting with a trace of water stain on her long eyelashes.

Ling Jing hugged Linglong's slender waist and held her close to his arms. He rested his chin on her smooth forehead and said softly: "You have always taken care of me regardless of your own life. In my heart, you are naturally the best person in the world."

A unique good sister and a good wife. Even if I don’t say it, can’t you see it?”

Linglong raised her head, giggled, with an inexplicable look in her eyes, and said: "My brat is really good at talking about love. My sister is almost touched by you. If you are willing to call me sister a few more times, then I will

I'll be satisfied even if I die." He stretched out his hand and stroked the side of Ling Jing's face, his expression softer than ever before.

Ling Jing laughed and said, "What's so difficult about this? I'll keep calling you sister until I'm a hundred years old, and until you get tired of hearing it, I'll still call you sister."

"A hundred years old?" Linglong was slightly startled. Then she smiled and said angrily: "Then I will be annoyed by you in the future."

Ling Jing smiled and said: "I just want to annoy you for the rest of my life. You can't escape even if you want to."

Linglong stared into Ling Jing's eyes, paused for a moment, and then said softly: "Sister, I can't escape, and I don't want to escape. The brat is the devil in my life. Ever since I met you, my sister's heart has fallen into pieces."

The deep lake water cannot be escaped or pushed away. Tell me, what should I do with you?"

Ling Jing hugged Linglong's body tightly and whispered: "None of us can escape, so I will keep you by my side forever."

The two hugged each other for a long time, neither of them speaking. They quietly felt each other's familiar body temperature, as if they wanted to continue this rare gathering forever.

At this moment, I heard the voices of a man and a woman talking from the woods in front. The voices were getting closer and closer, and the footsteps became clearer.

"Sister, someone is coming." Ling Jing frowned slightly, and with a flash of blue light in his eyes, he discovered that in the jungle more than 20 feet away, a couple and a group of disciples were approaching.

Seeing this scene, Ling Jing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Linglong stretched out her hand to smooth his brow, and suddenly a hint of evil flashed across her face, and said with a smile: "Bad boy, it took a lot of effort for my sister to find you. Now someone comes to disturb us, what do you think we should do?"

Ling Jing smiled bitterly when he heard this, looked at the corpses of Qingcheng Sect disciples scattered everywhere, and said, "We can't touch these people."

He has always had a disdainful and disdainful attitude towards the Qingcheng Sect. Yu Canghai wiped out all the "Fuwei Escort Agency" and created a very bad reputation in the world. Not only the right people looked down upon him.

, even many evil sect masters look down upon the Qingcheng sect.

It doesn't matter if he kills the Qingcheng sect, even if Linglong doesn't do it, he will teach Yu Canghai a lesson sooner or later, but he won't be able to kill the next group of people who come over.

Linglong looked at Ling Jing with burning eyes, suddenly laughed and said: "I know, brat, is your beautiful senior sister coming over soon?"

The corner of Ling Jing's mouth twitched when he heard this. No matter how he heard this sentence, he could hear a hint of jealousy. He knew that if he concentrated on defending, he would probably paint a darker picture, so he kept his mouth shut very wisely.

When Linglong saw that he was silent, she hummed softly and squeezed his waist hard with one hand.

"hiss!"

Ling Jing took a breath of pain and said, "You murdered your husband."

Linglong rolled her eyes at him and said, "You deserve it. Don't think that your sister doesn't even know you are messing around outside."

"Huh?" Ling Jing's eye muscles twitched twice, and then he carefully looked at Linglong's expression.

"What are you looking at?" Linglong snorted softly and said, "Are you planning to hide it from your sister for the rest of your life?"

"Uh..." Ling Jing was speechless, but when he saw that Linglong didn't look cold and ignored him, he was slightly relieved. In fact, he had always been mentally prepared for this kind of thing and knew it in his heart.

Sooner or later, these things will be known to Linglong, otherwise there will be a fire in the backyard in the future.

At this moment, a group of people walked out of the jungle to the north. The first two people were a couple, a man and a woman. The man had an elegant face and fluttering sleeves. The woman had a pretty face and slim figure, but her complexion was a little pale. Behind her,

He was followed by dozens of disciples holding long swords.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were preparing to take their disciples back to Mount Huashan, but as soon as they approached the woods, they smelled an extremely strong smell of blood. They immediately clenched their swords and stepped forward cautiously.

Come.

"He is a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect!"

The clothes of the corpses on the ground were very easy to identify. Straw sandals and straw hats were the clothes of Qingcheng disciples. Yue Buqun glanced at them and found that these Qingcheng disciples died very strangely, with no trace of scars visible on their appearance.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked at the two figures in front of him, his expression suddenly darkened. (To be continued.)

PS: Tomorrow’s third update preview... There is a line in this chapter that seems a bit gross... Does it sound familiar?


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