"Huh, she's still a girl." She wasn't afraid that her words would get out. If these words got out, she could justify herself by saying that she thought Feng Jingyun was the leader's woman, and the leader would definitely not blame her.
Feng Jingyun made it clear that she had slept with the leader. She must have been worn out by the tenth prince a long time ago. A bitch is not satisfied with a man as good as the tenth prince, and wants to compete with her for the position of queen.
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It seems that no matter how handsome the tenth prince is, it is useless. He is still not as attractive as the leader who will be the leader in the future. The leader's woman can be the queen, which will be even more attractive.
It has to be said that Feng Jingyun had good judgment and abandoned the tenth prince and the leader. She probably expected that the tenth prince was no match for the leader. Sure enough, the tenth prince must have died miserably last night. It is impossible to accuse the leader of even the whole body.
Nothing left for him.
Trouble is, the more shrewd Feng Jingyun is, the harder it is to deal with him.
Xiao Lian curled her lips slightly, no matter how seductive she was, she would never be her match to Gu Xiao Lian. Whenever she wanted a woman to die, that woman would usually die miserably, and she didn't even know how she died.
If she didn't have extraordinary means, how could a woman like her be worthy of being the dignified North Hall Master of Banyue Sect?
Walking to the yard, Gu Xiaolian looked up at the other side of the mountain. On the other side of the mountain, there were more than a thousand rotting corpses and rotten flesh. A large amount of firewood was used to fuel the fire. The corpses were under the supervision of a group of the leader's personal guards.
combustion.
Although they were far apart, the billowing smoke still filled most of the sky. Fortunately, the place where the body was burned was chosen right. After the smoke reached the sky, when the wind blew, the smoke drifted in the opposite direction to where the people lived on the island.
The wind is strong on the island, and no matter how thick the smoke is, it blows and disperses, but the air here is not affected much.
After walking a few steps, Xiao Lian felt a little pain in his internal organs, and the serious injury had just healed a little bit. It was really not appropriate to do anything at this time, but he couldn't bear Feng Jingyun taking the opportunity to please the leader.
No matter if she was seriously injured, the leader would definitely feel pity for her if she knew her sacrifice.
With Luo Lin's support, Gu Xiaolian walked to the fifth courtyard in front and motioned him to let go with her eyes. The leader probably wouldn't like other men touching her. Even if he knew that she would sacrifice her body to some men for the mission, the leader
Not seeing it with your own eyes is another story.
Furthermore, she has paid for the Banyue Sect in the past, and she does not think the leader is ugly. The leader does not care about her past, but he still takes advantage of her.
Unlike Feng Jingyun, who has no contribution at all and only knows how to seduce men.
She, Gu Xiaolian, had no choice but to sleep with a man because she wanted to conquer the world for the leader.
Feng Jingyun was played by the tenth prince again, and he came to seduce the leader again. He was a watery girl.
I believe the leader is very clear about whether a private school is a private school or not.
I turned a corner and arrived at the entrance of the courtyard. I saw a platform made of three square tables placed in the middle of the courtyard. There was a rotting corpse on the platform and a coffee table next to it.
Feng Jingyun wore a pair of white gloves and held a slender tongs in his hand. The tongs caught some of the liquid and meat from the corpse's mouth, put it into a bottle, covered it with a cloth stopper, and placed it on the coffee table. It was already placed on the table.
A dozen small bottles.
She took the brain fluid of the rotting corpse and put it into a bottle in the same way, and put it on the table as well.
It seems that the bottles on the coffee table are filled with rotten flesh and rotten liquid taken from rotting corpses.
Jun Mo Shang was dressed in black and wore a black and gray black iron mask on his left cheek. He stood next to Feng Jingyun, his eyes always falling on her.
There was a deep feeling in those cold eyes that even a blind man could feel.
