Qingge stood in front of Chen Lin, looking at Chen Lin like the reincarnation of an evil ghost.
A clear light bloomed in the depths of Qingge's eyes, and then she ignored Chen Lin and walked forward, bumping Chen Lin away with her delicate shoulders.
What Chen Lin hated the most was her neglect. Her arrogant and disdainful attitude towards all living beings made Chen Lin feel very small and dark.
She took two steps back, stretched out her hand to stop Qingge, lowered her head, looked down at the ground, and squeezed out her voice from her throat, "Do I allow you to leave?"
Qing Ge paused and stopped.
Seeing Chen Lin's provocation, Yang Zhi became angry and wanted to take action.
Qingge raised her right hand lightly and stopped Yang Zhi's movements.
Qing Ge is tall and taller than Chen Lin by one forehead.
She looked at Chen Lin slightly, as if watching an actor prancing on the stage, "I want to leave, do I need your permission? It seems that you haven't recognized your position yet, a waste with a broken Dantian, you think you can
Can the Qin family stand? Do you think your fiancé will treat you as before? "
Every word Qingge said was like hitting Chen Lin's soul with a hammer, causing her to collapse and then despair.
It’s not that she doesn’t know where she is now, it’s because she knows her position that she becomes increasingly panicked and frightened. When a person stands on a high place for a long time and falls into the mire, she doesn’t have the courage to get up.
Who wants to be a beggar who is hungry and cold when he is used to being rich and luxurious?
The smile on Qingge's face gradually grew stronger.
Cold air flowed in the eyes.
In a small Ye family in Beiyue Kingdom, all the maids and losers dared to beat and scold her, a loser from the direct line with a broken Dantian. Even if she was protected by Ye Qingtian, she would not be able to live a stable life, let alone the Qin family in Luohua City.
If Chen Lin goes back, she may not have a good life.
Qingge didn't sympathize with Chen Lin, nor did she add insult to injury. She could only say that she deserved it.
At that time, she didn't want to target Chen Lin, but she never expected that Chen Lin would turn Yue Yingzi into a pig.
She thought that Yue Yingzi would suffer some physical pain at most.
If Chen Lin had cut Gong Yaozu into a human pig, Qing Ge would have even approved of it.
Yue Yingzi is different.
Qingge had never met her, but Yue Yingzi died because of her. How could she have a clear conscience if she didn't get rid of Chen Lin?
"What do you know?"
Chen Lin glared at Ye Qingge, "You are the direct daughter of the Ye family. You can enter Jialan. You are held and pampered by Ye Qingtian. You can be favored by God. You are a golden branch and a jade leaf. You are even the king of the four empires.
, how can a person like you understand what it feels like for us to work hard to climb up?
Now, everything is gone, everything is gone, my life is over, why are you still fine? Are you still prosperous? Why can you decide Yang Xinrong's life or death with just one sentence? Ye Qingge, blood debts are paid with blood.
, the reincarnation of heaven, you will get retribution."
Chen Lin roared hysterically.
Qingge looked at Chen Lin indifferently. Her calmness and elegance were in stark contrast to Chen Lin's arrogance.
Yang Zhi glanced at Chen Lin with disgust.
No matter how ruthless the young master's methods were, he would not be able to dislike her and would even applaud her, but the woman in front of him made him feel disgusted.
Not only because of Yue Yingzi's death, but also because of that maid.
The maid who was originally on the pavilion was now a corpse, with a face that was bruised and bloody, and it was too horrible to look at.
How much hatred and resentment do you have to be able to do this to a little maid?
Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Chen Lin's mood is unstable, and she takes pleasure in killing people when she is depressed.
However, she can kill people with no more than a nod of her head, but she is ruthless and heinous.
"Are you done venting? Can you get out?"
Qing Ge still said calmly.
In her eyes, Chen Lin was like that street rat, dispensable, sad and hateful.
Chen Lin clenched her hands tightly and stared at Qing Ge.
Qingge raised her chin slightly, took steps, and walked forward.
Chen Lin suddenly stabbed Qing Ge with a dagger as a sneak attack.
Qingge didn't seem to see it, and then walked forward.
Just when the sharp dagger was about to stab Qing Ge, Chen Lin's wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
Yang Zhi grabbed Chen Lin's hand, broke her wrist, and controlled the dagger in her hand to stab Chen Lin's fragile neck.
"Wait a minute."
When Qingge uttered a sound, the dagger was very close to Chen Lin's neck. If it were any further forward, it could kill her.
"Little master?" Yang Zhi looked at Qingge.
"Go back, don't you want to stew ginseng soup to replenish Xiao Hei's health?" Qingge said without even looking at Chen Lin.
"Too."
Yang Zhi grabbed the dagger from Chen Lin's hand and threw it into the lake nearby. Then he felt sick and wiped his hands on his body, then he held the snow lotus and ginseng and followed the song.
When walking out of the Qin family courtyard, Yang Zhi asked: "Little master, why don't you kill that Chen Lin? If you cut the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze will bring new growth."
"General Yang, do you know that some people must be eliminated, but some people can spare her life." Qingge said.
"What do you mean by this?" Yang Zhi frowned.
Qingge raised the corner of her mouth and said: "A person like Ming Qianjue must be killed with one blow as long as there is a chance. Otherwise, the worse he falls, the higher he will stand in the next year. But Chen Lin is different. She,
I can’t stand up anymore.”
My Dantian has been destroyed and my virginity has been lost. How can I stand up again?
Besides, if you want to make a comeback, you have to pay a heavier price.
Chen Lin doesn't have the courage.
Qing Ge smiled faintly, sat on Jiao Chu, and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.
My headaches have become more and more severe recently.
Qingge's eyes were intense, and her whole body was filled with cold air.
——Ming Qianjue, have you felt it? That overwhelming killing intent is all given to you.
Yang Zhi listened thoughtfully to Qingge's words, but seemed to understand them.
At the same time, the Mercenary Association.
In the grand and cold palace, Ming Qianjue was wearing a purple robe, with a milky white blanket covering her legs.
His face turned a little pale, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
The woman said that if it was Ming Qianjue, he must be killed with one blow whenever there was a chance.
When he heard these words, Ming Qianjue's heart actually trembled. He seemed to have predicted his own death, and this kind of prediction could only be achieved by a fortune teller.
"Yu Ji!" Ming Qianjue shouted loudly.
Outside the half-open gilded door, a stunning woman walked in.
Yu Ji knelt down in front of Ming Qianjue and said, "Master."
"Has the Mei Niang matter been resolved?" Ming Qianjue asked.
"It's done. I believe Ye Qingge will receive the generous gift prepared for her by the master soon." Yu Ji smiled seductively.
After hearing this, Ming Qianjue's heart calmed down.
Yes, what is he afraid of?
He is a fortune teller and has a pure bloodline from a fortune telling family. The whole world is under his control. Who can kill him?
A cruel smile appeared on Ming Qianjue's face, "Ye Qingge, very good, I look forward to your strength."
Like a handicraft in the hands of an artist, looking forward to it.
Artists like Ming Qianjue are psychopathic.
He worked hard, step by step, to train Ye Qingge, torture her, and let her grow rapidly in the face of adversity.
In this process, Ming Qianjue will have his own orgasm, which is a twisted pleasure. When he achieves his goal, he will destroy everything and exterminate everything!
The beautiful sounds made by perfect works of art when they are broken into pieces are often pleasant to the ears.
Ming Qianjue was looking forward to that kind of sound blooming.