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705. Chapter 705 Luring the snake out of the hole 3

Ling Luo glanced at them lightly and said in a brisk tone: "If you really like kneeling so much, then just kneel."

Nothing can stop her, she is very much looking forward to destroying the "interesting" things left by Chaos with her own hands.

The arrow of extreme fire left the string and made a sound of piercing the sky.

The space on this side was shaken, and the temperature became hot.

The black flaming arrow, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, pierced the sky and penetrated the gilded plaque with a "swish" sound.

The three characters "Thousand Years of Destiny" were gradually annihilated in the black flames.

The black-haired ball flying over quickly let out a shrill scream and flew towards the plaque.

However, when she rushed over, the plaque was burned into two halves in the middle and fell from the high eaves.

The black fur ball didn't even hide, it just flew in mid-air stupidly, its big crimson eyes widening.

"Hey, Xiaohei!"

The plaque was smashed down, Chunbai thought the black fur ball was in danger, screamed in surprise, and rushed over.

A layer of crimson halo slowly floated around the pure white body, wrapping the two fur balls inside and protecting them tightly, so that they were not affected by the extremely fiery arrows fired by the Sun Flame Bow.

"Master, Xiao Hei seems to be crying." Chun Bai turned her head and sent a message to Ling Luo's soul.

Although he knew this ball of black hair had a name, he still called her Xiao Hei out of habit.

Ling Luo frowned slightly, doubts filling her heart, and said, "Crying?"

"Yes, I cried. She looked very sad." Chunbai stretched out her small white paws and gently patted the black fur ball's body to comfort her.

Ling Luo's eyes dimmed slightly.

She destroyed the plaque, and the ball of black hair first let out a shrill scream, and after rushing over, it actually cried again?

She is sad?

Why sad?

Does she hate herself?

And why do you hate yourself so much?

An idea passed through Ling Luo's mind, and she was shocked by her guess.

No...it can't be such a coincidence.

She needs evidence, she needs more evidence!

Ling Luo took a deep breath and stared at the black ball of hair for a while.

The black hair ball seemed to have noticed Ling Luo's gaze. She turned her head and raised her blurry tearful eyes. Under the crystal tears were a pair of red eyes full of bone-gnawing hatred.

Yes, red.

Not crimson!

Ling Luo's heart twitched hard, red... finally showing your fox tail.

Amidst the wailing of a large number of servants, Ling Luo walked directly into the courtyard where A Li lived, holding a sun-flamed bow.

There was a slight hint of chill in Ling Luo's beautiful eyes, the corners of her lips raised an extremely cold arc, and there was a coldness in the corners of her eyes that looked down upon the world.

is it you?

Let me give it a good test!

Ling Luo walked with her head high, passing by the gorgeous pavilion, passing through the ice orchid corridor, and kicked open the door of the main hall of the house.

What appears in front of you is an extremely exquisite jade-carved screen. On the screen, a pair of mandarin ducks crossing their necks are engraved, and beside them are engraved half-faced poems.

"Why should I die if I have a good match? I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals?" Ling Luo chuckled softly, with a deep sneer in his eyes.

"What's this?"

The maid next to her quickly explained: "This is a gift from His Highness the Fourth Prince back then..."

"Okay, I understand."

Ling Luo raised her hand to stop the maid from continuing.

She raised the sun-flame bow in her hand again, pulled out an extremely fiery arrow from her hand, and aimed it at the screen.


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