Qingge stood in front of Chen Lin, looking at Chen Lin who was like a reincarnation of an evil ghost.
A clear light burst out from the depths of Qingge's eyes, and then, he ignored Chen Lin and walked forward, and his delicate shoulders directly knocked away Chen Lin.
What Chen Lin hated the most was her neglect. The attitude of looking down on all living beings with disdain, made Chen Lin feel that she was very small and dark.
She took two steps back, reached out her hand, stopped Qingge, lowered her head, looked down at the ground, and the voice squeezed out of her throat, "I, are you allowed to leave?"
Qingge stopped and stopped.
Yang Zhi looked at Chen Lin's provocation and was angry and wanted to take action.
Qingge raised his right hand lightly and stopped Yang Zhi's movements.
Qingge is tall and taller than Chen Lin's forehead.
She looked at Chen Lin slightly, as if she was watching an actor jumping around on the stage, "I want to leave, do you need your permission? It seems that you haven't recognized your position yet, a broken dantian waste, you think you can be in
Is the Qin family tenable? Do you think your fiancé will treat you as before?"
Every time Qingge said something, it seemed as if he was holding a hammer and hit Chen Lin's soul hard, causing her to collapse and make her despair.
It’s not that she is not sure about her current position. It is because she is clear that she is becoming increasingly panicked and afraid. When a person stands on a high place, after a long time, he will fall down from the quagmire, he will not have the courage to get up.
I am used to being rich and prosperous, and who would be willing to be the beggar who is hungry and cold?
The smile on Qingge's face gradually became stronger.
The cold air flows in my eyes.
In a small Beiyue Kingdom Ye family, the maids and wasteful men dare to beat and scold her, a direct waste with broken dantian. Even if she is protected by Ye Qingtian, she cannot live a stable life, let alone the Qin family in Luohua City.
If Chen Lin goes back, she is afraid she won’t have a good life.
Qingge does not sympathize with Chen Lin, nor does he add to the point of being a slander. He can only say that he deserves it.
At that time, she didn't want to target Chen Lin, but she never expected that Chen Lin would cut Yue Yingzi into a human pig.
She thought Yue Yingzi would suffer at most some flesh and blood.
If Chen Lin had cut Gong Yaozu into a human pig at that time, Qingge would even agree.
Yue Yingzi is different.
Qingge never met her, but Yue Yingzi died because of her. If she did not eliminate Chen Lin, how could she have a clear conscience?
"What do you know?"
Chen Lin glared at Ye Qingge, "You are the daughter of the Ye family's direct descendant. You can enter Jialan. You are held in Ye Qingtian's arms and spoiled. You can be blessed by God. You are the golden branches and jade leaves, and even the king of the four empires.
, How can people like you understand the feeling of trying to climb up?
Now, nothing is gone, my life is over, why are you still doing well? Can you still be prosperous? Why can you decide Yang Xinrong's life and death in just one sentence? Ye Qingge, blood debt and blood repayment
, in the cycle of reincarnation, you will receive retribution.”
Chen Lin roared hysterically.
Qingge looked at Chen Lin lightly, her calmness and elegance contrasted with Chen Lin's fangs and claws.
Yang Zhi glanced at Chen Lin in disgust.
No matter how cruel the little master's method is, he can't hate it, and he even applauds, but the woman in front of him makes him feel disgusted.
Not only because of Yue Yingzi's death, but also the maid.
The maid who was originally on the pavilion has now become a corpse and a face, which is covered in blood and blood, which is terrible.
How much grudges are there to be to do this to a little maid?
Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Chen Lin is in a mood of unstable mood, and is unpredictable. When she is depressed, she enjoys killing people.
However, killing someone is just a ruthless person, and she is cruel and ruthless.
"Have you finished venting? Can you get out?"
Qingge still said lightly.
In her eyes, Chen Lin was like a rat crossing the street, dispensable, sad and hateful.
Chen Lin clasped her hands tightly and stared at Qingge.
Qingge raised his jaw slightly, took a step forward.
Chen Lin suddenly stabbed Qingge with a dagger, and was playing a sneak attack.
Qingge seemed not to see it, and then walked forward.
When the sharp dagger was about to stab Qingge, Chen Lin's wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
Yang Zhi grabbed Chen Lin's hand, broke his wrist, and controlled the dagger in her hand to stab Chen Lin's fragile neck.
"Slow down."
When Qingge spoke, the dagger and Chen Lin's neck were close at hand. If she went further, she could take her life.
"Little master?" Yang Zhi looked at Qingge.
"Go back, don't you want to stew ginseng soup to nourish Xiao Hei's body?" Qingge spoke, not even looking at Chen Lin.
"Too."
Yang Zhi grabbed the dagger in Chen Lin's hand and threw it into the lake next to him. Then he felt sick and wiped his hands hard, then hugged the Xuelian Ginseng and followed Qingge.
When he walked out of the Qin family courtyard, Yang Zhi asked, "Little master, why didn't you kill Chen Lin? He cut the grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again."
"General Yang, do you know that some people must be eliminated, but some people can save her life." Qingge said.
"How can I explain this?" Yang Zhi frowned.
Qingge curled the corner of his mouth and said, "A person like Ming Qianjue, as long as he has the chance, he must be killed with one blow. Otherwise, the more he falls, the higher he will stand next year, but Chen Lin is different, she,
Can't stand up."
How can I stand up when my dantian is destroyed and my chastity is lost?
Besides, if you want to make a comeback, you have to pay a heavier price.
Chen Lin doesn't have that courage.
Qingge smiled faintly, sat on the chasing, rubbed his eyebrows.
The headaches have become more and more serious recently.
Qingge's eyes were stern, and the cold air was released all over her body.
——Ming Qianjue, have you felt that the monstrous murderous intent is given to you.
Yang Zhi listened to Qingge's words and thoughtfully, but he didn't understand it.
Meanwhile, the Mercenary Association.
In the magnificent and cold palace, Ming Qianjue was wearing a purple robe and covered with milky white blankets.
His face turned pale and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
The woman said that if it was Ming Qianjue, as long as he had the chance, he would have to be killed with one blow.
When he heard these words, Ming Qianjue's heart was trembling. He seemed to have predicted his own death, and only a fortune teller could do this.
"Yu Ji!" Ming Qianjue shouted loudly.
Outside the semi-open gilded door, a stunning woman came.
Yu Ji knelt down in front of Ming Qianjue, "Master."
"Has the matter of Mei Niang been resolved?" Ming Qianjue asked.
"It's done, I believe that Ye Qingge will receive the generous gifts prepared by his master for her soon." Yu Ji smiled charmingly.
Hearing this, Ming Qianjue's heart calmed down.
Yes, what is he afraid of?
He is a fortune teller and has the pure bloodline of the fortune teller family. The whole world is in his plan, so who can kill him?
A cruel smile appeared on Ming Qianjue's face, "Ye Qingge, very well, I look forward to your strength."
It is like a handicraft in the hands of an artist, looking forward to it, looking forward to it.
And artists like Ming Qianjue are psychopaths.
He tried his best to train Ye Qingge step by step, torture her, and let her grow rapidly in adversity.
During this process, Ming Qianjue will have an orgasm, which is a distorted pleasure. When he achieves his goal, he will destroy everything and exterminate everything!
Perfect work of art, the beautiful sounds made when broken, are often pleasant to hear.
Ming Qianjue is looking forward to that kind of sound blooming. (To be continued)