After a moment of stunned silence, Qingge understood Lin Chong's thoughts.
Lin Chong is for her good. Now that things have come to this point, the matter of the spiritual master has been exposed. It is a super talent that will bring good luck and also bring disasters.
The six major forces and some powerful or hidden clans wanted to recruit her, use it for the power, and become a murder tool for the guardian forces.
The truth is available for eternity.
Can't be used by me, so, kill it!
By then, if some forces cannot get her, they may be interested in killing her.
Since I can't get it, everyone shouldn't get it.
Because Lin Chong thought of this, he wanted to kill someone and kill a piece of armor without leaving any killer. Whether it is the people of Mobei City or the students of Jialan, he would not leave any killer.
He did this, either to flatter or to show loyalty to Qingge.
But because that is his center.
The child ran away and went to the mansion.
Others dare not move.
Lie immediately lowered his head and smiled slightly.
Lin Chong clenched the knife tightly, and endless evil aura was released all over his body.
"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?" Fang Hui, a student from Jialan, looked at Lin Chong in confusion, thinking that Lin Chong was infatuated for a moment.
Lin Chong was unmoved. After a moment, the machete drew a sharp arc from the sky, but saw him swing the knife out suddenly and pressing against Fang Hui's neck. Lin Chong glared at Fang Hui.
However, when he was about to take action, the woman standing in front of the man in the deep pit quickly arrived in front of Lin Chong, her slender and tender hands quickly stretched out and grabbed Lin Chong's wrist strongly.
Lin Chong looked at Qingge, and Qingge looked at him calmly and lazyly.
A pair of black eyes, the ancient well was covered with waves, and it seemed like a little green was smudged open.
"Boss..."
Qingge approached Lin Chong's ear and said in a low voice: "I gave you weapons, not to kill your own people."
"But--"
"No, but." Qingge said.
Not killing innocent people is her principle.
Killing people will become addicted.
And because of this principle, she has a clear conscience even if she kills many people.
What she kills is what she deserves to kill.
Perhaps, at first, Lin Chong and others were asked to follow her to establish their own power and have a useful element, but the further down the road, Yu Lin Chong and Xing Tian team were all emotional.
She hopes that these men who follow her will be upright and unswervingly, will be worthy of being anyone in their lives, and will kill when they should be tender when they should be gentler than anyone else.
Lin Chong was discouraged. He took the knife off Fang Hui's neck, and his hands were hanging weakly on both sides of his body. Fang Hui was so scared that his legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground weakly.
Lin Chong lowered his head in a slight manner—
He knew that his boss never killed innocent people. She never concealed her identity as a spiritual master. When he was guessed, he did not say that he killed people in order to protect himself. Therefore, Lin Chong was willing to kill and be the bad guy who was criticized by the world.
...
"Let's go." Qingge said lightly, and the people of Mobei City were about to walk towards the man's mansion.
When passing by the man, Qingge saw the painful expression in the man's eyes.
Stopped, Qingge kicked the man in the face.
The man fell into a deep pit with funny shoe prints on his face.
"Do you think God is unfair to you?" Qingge asked.
The man didn't speak, and he widened his eyes with resentment.
Qingge sneered and said, "You think God has not given you a handsome appearance. It's because the heavens do not blink, right? Do you think your parents shouldn't have given you a baby, you think that people in the world are sorry for you, these people deserve to die, right?
?”
Every word is a bit gem, and it hits the nail on the head.
These words were like swords, guns, swords and halberds, ruthlessly piercing into the man.
The man was in pain and his whole face became distorted.
The man lost his arms, and blood was still flowing from the wounds of his arms. He roared like a wilderness monster.
"Is Aunt Xu's daughter very beautiful?" Qingge asked.
The man closed his eyes, as if he remembered the girl who was suffocated by him, and nodded.
"If a girl covered in pockmarks loves you, would you marry me?" Qingge asked.
The man shook his head.
Qingge sneered and said, "Look, you judge people by their appearance, why do you blame others for your appearance? Since you know that you are not outstanding, why don't you go to another field to try to make a breakthrough? Even you want to be drunk and beautiful.
Knee, is it a sin for girls to want the person next to the pillow to be a handsome man? People are more likely to know themselves, their appearance is already poor, and no matter how bad the heart is, what else is there to shine?"
After saying that, Qingge walked towards the mansion.
The man was stunned in the deep pit.
He has been blaming people for being judged by their appearance, but he is such a person himself.
Could it be that he wants to kill himself?
Qingge walked forward with heavy steps and his back straight, his black eyes as cold as snow.
As a mercenary, when she was an adult, the birthday gift given to her by the organization was to cut her face.
She never completes tasks with kitsch seduction, but it is real. In addition to this reason, the organization cuts her face to train her heart.
Face is a woman's second life. If she can't care about her appearance, then her character will be qualified.
Indeed, when her face was first cut, she was angry and resentful, and eventually surrendered. Why did she want to be beautiful?
No father or mother, and never entrust the future to men—
Oh, by the way, she has no future.
Therefore, when she came to the four-star and faced the identity of an ugly woman, she actually accepted it. She should have been the real one.
In front of the dilapidated mansion, Qingge and others stood at the door.
The old man gently and kindly grabbed Qingge and said, "Girl, that person is a monster, he will take revenge."
Qingge said lightly: "He is not a monster, but an ordinary person. The monster is just a gimmick."
The old man was surprised and suddenly said, "He is also very pitiful."
"The poor people must have something hateful. The more pitiful, the more hateful, the older man, isn't it?" Qingge smiled like a flower.
The old man stood in a daze and stood at the door.
At this moment, Qingge walked into the yard of the mansion, and Lin Chong and others followed closely. The child walked out happily with the hand of a graceful young woman, with some young girls following behind him.
When the child saw Qingge, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said to the young woman beside him, "Mom, it was her who saved you."
The young woman has gentle eyebrows and eyes, and although her black hair is disordered, she is not embarrassed.
"Miss, I can't repay this kindness."
She took a dozen women to Qingge, arched her hands and was about to kneel down, but Qingge grabbed the young woman's hand, "Don't kneel, it will be a long life."
The young woman was stunned and then smiled, "The girl is really a person with temperament."
"What should I do with that person?" The people of Mobei City, several powerful men, walked up to Qingge and asked.
Qingge said indifferently: "I have no grievances and nowhere to go. Now he has no ability to resist. What should I do depends on you."
"Fuxi, tell me, what should I do?" One of the men looked at the child. (To be continued)