"You, who are you, how dare you..."

After the middle-aged man was stunned for a long time, the words he said were still so unnutritious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Qi didn't look at him, the knife was raised and thrown, and with a bang, the man was nailed to the wall.

He bumpered, uh mouth open, as if he wanted to scream, to moan, but all he spat out was a stream of blood, and the long knife had pierced his neck.

"No!don't!!"

Monroe screamed, but it was too late.

Of course, even if she reminded her earlier, Ling Qi wouldn't have left his hand, because he had been outside the door for a while and had listened enough.

He didn't care who the man was, whether it was his father in his dream or his other relatives.

He didn't care what he wanted to do, whether he was to trick his woman into framing and assassinating his right-hand man, or to tempt her to give him a green hat.

Of course, in Ling Qi's opinion, these were enough for him to die ten times, but if Monroe really insisted on interceding for him, he was not without a one-in-a-thousandth chance of letting him go.

But he should not, never, should not put his hand on his inheritance.

He didn't care much about this territory before, and now he doesn't care as much as people think, but this is his property, his bargaining chips, and his pedal on the way forward.

Without this pedal, he can still stride forward, but slower.

But whoever stands in the way of his progress or hinders him will die.

Don't say what a cheap father-in-law, it's the same for anyone!

After Monroe screamed, she looked at the frightened deceased with regret, and a faint sadness inadvertently crossed the bottom of her heart, and finally disappeared without a trace.

After all, her biological father was really not very good to her, and even for her own advancement, in order to be able to hug the thighs of a low-level nobleman, she forced her wife and Monroe's mother to be humiliated, and came down again and again, which eventually led to her mother committing suicide in humiliation.

Such a man, in Monroe's opinion, is simply inferior to a beast, not to mention that he also hit her at the age of nine at the time, and even her younger brother.

Monroe is nostalgic for the old love, so after the nobleman who was a vassal of this man lost power, until the time has changed, she is still willing to pull him and help him, after all, blood is thicker than water, and he has indeed fed her for nearly ten years.

Of course, Monroe didn't want to admit that what really made her re-accept her father was the wonderful-sounding plan he brought. After standing on a new level, she realized that she needed some outside help, and that was it.

If it weren't for the old thing's plan this time was too tempting, and with some old feelings, she wouldn't have starved to death at best.

Monroe quickly cleaned up her mood, hesitated to step forward, and said in a trembling voice:

"Big... My lord, you, you... You're back!"

After a few breaths, Monroe remembered what to call the man in front of her, and suddenly felt that the gold and silver ornaments on her head and the jeweled clothes on her body were so heavy.

She kept her head down, and it wasn't until she stood in front of him that she remembered who she was.

Compared with that humble status, what she is doing and asking for now is admittedly too much.

She was very careful not to step on the line, and in the end, she realized that she couldn't figure out where the boundary in the heart of the man in front of her was.

Ling Qi patted her head, feeling that some gold and silver hair ornaments were a little restless, so she casually pulled them out and threw them on the ground, Monroe's body couldn't help but tremble with his movements and the sound of the hair ornaments landing on the ground.

As she realized herself, a person who had not been in contact with Ling Qi would never be able to imagine how strong the heart-warming and heart-breaking aura on his body was.

And because of the intimacy between the two in her memory, this even made the little maid forget how strong the majesty and fear were behind the breath that she loved.

Ling Qi looked at the little maid in front of him, who was already different from the past, and sighed slightly.

In fact, she didn't understand what she really lost.

Of course, he didn't get angry with her because of this, he was no longer the man he used to be, and he didn't need the power of false faith.

He has a deeper understanding of people's hearts, and since even hatred can be dissolved, why can't loyalty be weakened.

In all fairness, Monroe's loyalty to him was only due to the fact that he reached out to her in her most difficult times, and they didn't really know each other at all, even if they were honest, at most they were bed partners, friends, not even lovers.

In this way, why bother stubbornly seeking the unchanging hearts of the people.

"Actually, you're not doing the right thing, it's just that you're not fit for the role you are playing now. ”

Ling Qi said calmly, Monroe was depressed, waiting to be judged.

Ling Qi felt Monroe's panic, and suddenly thought again, in the face of fate, is he the same as the girl in front of him...

"If that's all you want, you can say to me, if you can, I'll satisfy you. ”

Ling Qi hugged her gently, without blaming or scolding.

Monroe suddenly felt a little sad, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but choke with tears. She didn't know why she was like this, was she moved, or was there too much gap between reality and imagination?

Ling Qi felt the girl's emotional changes, thinking that this girl had even had the opportunity to become his follower, but just like he had considered, such a follower, if he couldn't do anything, what was the use of bringing himself some physical pleasure?

There is never a shortage of people around him to warm the bed, and if the strong are not attached to some things, they will rarely lack anything. Whether it's love, desire, power, money, power, plus a little cleverness, it's all at your fingertips.

Things in the world are indeed unfair, and they have nothing to do with good wishes, reality is reality.

Why is it blasphemy for some people to look at others a few more times, and why are others desperately rushing to die for someone?

Ling Qi was glad that he was no longer dust in the mud, and he didn't need to be a Qinglian, his existence was enough to attract attention.

He patted the maiden on the shoulder, and decided to grant her a small wish, which was not a compromise or decision at all for him to rise to that height, like giving a servant some reward casually, carelessly.

He moved, and the situation in front of him was much better than he had originally thought, and it was much better than the situation that was vaguely transmitted back by the Ring Spirit clone, and this was enough.

In the face of fate, he really can't do whatever he wants. But in the face of weakness, he can.

Monroe was special, her soul was special and helped him through the initial difficulties. Her body is very special and brings him a lot of joy. Even if everything is arranged by fate, he doesn't mind occasionally playing the role of the savior of other people's fate, or giving some punishment.

Maybe Monroe will never know that at the same time as he killed the middle-aged man, there was a moment when he wanted to kill Monroe as well.

Kill everything to know the heart of the Dao. Ling Qi could do it, but like many people who couldn't, he thought it was a bit boring. If it can be done, why bother to prove it by action.

Once upon a time, profit was the only criterion for discriminatory behavior. Now, a little bit more, that's the intention of carrying out.

Sometimes, in places where fate can't control, the choice of encounters can indeed be irrelevant to the gains and losses of interests, just to be happy.

Turning around and leaving this side hall, I remember that it used to be a place where miscellaneous items were piled up, but now it is also magnificently arranged, which can be used for reception and reception.

In terms of spending, enjoyment and the use of space, women really have talent, and Ling Qi has to sigh so much.

This is also nothing to him, if there is no such woman, why would he create so much wealth, use gold coins to stone Sauron?

Monroe looked at Ling Qi silently, and saw him parked in the garden outside the hall, as if waiting for something, and the fishy smell in the air brewed a different atmosphere.

The little maid was in a very complicated mood, sometimes looking at the gorgeous ornaments scattered on the ground, sometimes at the man outside the house, sometimes at the corpse of her father, only to feel as if she had an epiphany, and as if she had not learned anything.

After less than half a minute, there was a lot of noise in the distance, Monroe only felt that the guards came too late, much worse than the quality of those who were expelled by her, and when she saw the calm figure of the man outside the house, she suddenly felt that maybe everything was expected by him, he was never a naïve person like her.

Just as Monroe sighed, Ling Qi suddenly laughed.

He had broken in all the way from outside the manor, and his movements were extremely fast, but he had killed only seven or eight people, which was really not enjoyable.

The new batch of manor guards is not comparable to those trained by Charles himself, and he is barely qualified, although he will be a good seedling, but with a murderous heart, he is not ready to stay!

What is a legend, a god who walks in the world, that is a legend.

With such strength, he will need a group of top elite troops, and he will also need cannon fodder for thousands of troops, which are necessary to embark on the road of destiny. In addition, he has more capital to squander, and he no longer needs to worry about it!

Along the way, he discovered that the population of the Land of Honey was at least three thousand, which was more than enough to include the migrants who were still on the road.

As for those with ulterior motives, even if they can still be used, they will die early!

Ling Qi strode forward, through an archway, and gradually disappeared from Monroe's sight.

The long knife that nailed the corpse of the middle-aged man suddenly seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and followed the man with a stabbing sound, as if the knife had a spirit.

Seeing such a miraculous scene, Monroe was not surprised, and some just sighed.

is such a man who can create miracles at any time, so that she always has the illusion of staying by the dragon's side. But that fear, when familiar, made her extremely reassuring.

At least, now she thinks that that man is really good to her.

Most of the Lingqi lords thought so, thinking that this was a good lord, at least generous enough.

Only his enemies know what they are facing...