c_t; Above the wilderness, the dark wind is whining, and the waning moon hides in the black clouds and refuses to appear, and the night is deep and terrible. Fiction 80/. The update is so fast.

A slap fell mercilessly on Zheng Huanle's face, and Zheng Huanle was beaten and fell to the ground.

"Waste, despise your life like this, are you worthy of Ah Shou's sacrifice?"

There was a rebuke of 'female' and 'sex' above his head, Zheng Huanle raised his head, and only looked at a pair of cold eyes that hated iron but not steel.

The other party was dressed in black, and his face was also covered by black gauze, but Zheng Huanle still recognized the other party's identity at a glance.

"Aunt Qiong, you're right, I'm just a waste, so how good it was to let me die just now. ”

"You!" Aunt Qiong was so angry that she gasped, and it took a long time to regain her composure, and she looked at him coldly, "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and when you really have the ability to take revenge, we will come to your side to help you, you can do it yourself!"

The cold wind blew, the black shadow disappeared, Zheng Huanle curled up to the ground weakly, and tears couldn't stop scratching down.

After ten years of recognizing the thief as his father, his brothers died one after another in front of his eyes, the life and death of the person he liked were unknown, and even the 'guards' who had followed him for many years ended up in pieces because of him...... Such a sudden blow completely shattered all the strength of this big boy.

The world is impermanent, he suddenly fell from the clouds into the quagmire, and he kept sinking in the sea of blood, struggling in vain.

Tragedy often does not happen to just one person

In the Refining Pavilion, the instrument spirit said everything he could say, staring at the 'medicine' Qing tremblingly, ready to withstand the anger of the other party.

Unexpectedly, 'Yao' Qing just glanced at him lightly and asked, "Is that all?"

"Yes, yes, that's all, the master knows and says it. "The machine spirit dares to swear that he definitely doesn't 'secretly' hide many unsightly **.

'Yao' Qing narrowed his eyes, and as soon as he raised his hand, two things automatically floated into his palm.

A silver 'colored' nail, and a seemingly ordinary lotus 'flower', but a 'flower' petal is missing, and the missing place is particularly conspicuous.

Seeing these two things, the machine spirit subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"I won't ask about the clavicle nail, I just want to know why the colorful ice lotus appeared in Yan Yan's space ring for no reason... A 'flower' petal is also missing. "'Medicine' Qing's slender fingers slowly swept across the ice lotus, and her voice was cold and low.

"The Ice Lotus is the coldest thing, and the ** of the Ten will be used to relieve the ultimate heat poison, and the vast majority of the heat poison is an extremely evil poison!

When she pulled out the clavicle nail for Ji Yan, 'Yao' Qing had more or less tasted her blood, and there was no trace of the use of ice lotus in her blood, so this thing must have been used by someone else.

Ice lotus is a sacred grass, he once told Yan Yan, Yan Yan will never take it out in public, so ......

The machine spirit 'wants' to cry without tears, the events of that night were so exciting, he couldn't bear to look at it directly, how dare he continue to talk about it!

If he was rotten by the 'medicine' grass and knew that his little girl was almost forced and then slept with a wild man for one night, he would not be enough to die for ten lives!

Under the cold pressure of the 'medicine' green, the machine spirit decisively and silently rolled up the cover and prepared to leave.

Seeing the machine spirit's look of "I won't say anything if you kill me", 'Yao' Qing locked his eyebrows, and understood that the truth was not much different from his guess, maybe better.

At the same time as 'Yao' Qing was angry, his heart was more occupied by self-blame, and he threw the clavicle nail over with a movement of his fingers, and said coldly: "Give you three days to build a hundred clavicle nails and 'hand' them to me." ”

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