Chapter 157: After Coming Back from the Dead
On the empty field of the Yanwu Hall, the outer disciples and the inner disciples stood on one side. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The outer disciples have more or less feelings for Ling Motang, especially Wen Su, she held Qin Xue, who had blood on the corner of her lips, and asked Mu Jinlan: "Uncle Mu, if you want to say that Ling Motang is a person, I still believe it, I will never believe that Ling Motang is the one who stabbed people in the back." ”
"Then you mean that Senior Sister Mu hurt herself and then blame Ling Motang?" Ding Mu blew his nails and mocked in a mocking tone: "Your idea is really funny." The tone is exaggerated, and the eyes are disgusted.
The other party's yin and yang weird appearance made Wen Su hateful, Wen Su's expression was extremely ugly, and he muttered: "There is no proof of death, no matter what the uncles say, they will not be wrong, and the truth is only known to the parties concerned." Her gaze went straight to Mu Jinlan, this woman was pure and gentle on the outside, but in fact she had a vicious mind.
You can never imagine a woman who has been quiet for years, with clear eyes and a kind smile at you, who is actually considering the hundredth way to kill you.
How terrible is such a woman.
A person is quiet and beautiful on the outside, and behaves like an ordinary person, but only she knows what kind of turmoil and revolution she is going through inside.
How terrible is such a person?
"It's my fault." Mu Jinlan's frightened eyes were filled with tears, but her heart was crying and laughing: Ling Motang is dead, she can rest easy, and everyone's eyes, including Shen Yuan's special to Ling Motang, will return to her.
"Then you go and die." Qin Xue paused word by word, and threw the long sword in his hand in front of Mu Jinlan: "Since you can't escape the blame, then you will fight with your life, you will die." ”
Mu Jinlan looked at the long sword in front of her, and glanced at Qin Xue aggrievedly, that look was simply too poignant, and people couldn't bear to criticize her for half a sentence.
"It seems that Senior Sister Qin really hates me very much." Mu Jinlan coughed weakly: "Then I will give her back the life I owe to Master Ling's nephew......" Her expression was sad, she squatted down weakly, but she didn't want to fall to the ground directly, Mo Jingru's eyes were full of distress: "Jinlan, Ling Motang's life is also worthy of being compared to you?" ”
"Where else have you been injured, why is the breath in your body so disordered?" Mo Jingru took the pulse of Mu Jinlan.
Mu Jinlan lowered her eyebrows: "I'm fine, I just received a slap from Senior Sister Qin, but I believe that Senior Sister Qin was also in a hurry, so she didn't take a serious shot." ”
Qin Xue was really stupid by Mu Jinlan's play, she really didn't know what to say to refute, she really couldn't debunk Mu Jinlan's lies just by her words, and thinking that Ling Motang was buried in the mountain stream like this, her whole body became confused, and she even needed someone to support her.
Wen Su held Qin Xue's hand, and she could feel Qin Xue's body trembling with anger.
It's a pity that the owner of the ancient divine beast Danluan was ruined by a woman who didn't build a foundation.
……
When Ling Motang saw Qin Xue's red eyes for her, and she was injured by Mo Jingru and vomited blood, she wanted to go down and give Qin Xue a hug, she really couldn't see people who cared about her sad for her,
But Shen Yuan just didn't let her move, he said, "Look again." ”
Look at your sister!
Ling Motang wanted to yell at Shen Yuan, this Shen Yuan is really not a big deal to watch the excitement, vulgar!
"Shen Yuan, is there something wrong with you?" Ling Motang turned around and scolded Shen Yuan: "If it's your woman down here, do you still have the heart to watch the show?" For Ling Motang, as long as it is a friend that Ling Motang recognizes, that is her person, and she just can't see her own people being bullied by others.
Shen Yuan glared at Ling Motang, his face was pale, his woman? If it were his woman who was bullied down here, he would never have said more than half a word to these people who didn't know what to do, these people should have gone to hell a long time ago.
Shen Yuan actually had a doubt, if Ling Motang really died, would he directly take Mu Jinlan's life, after all, Ling Motang's life was in his bag, and no one else could touch it.
But now that Ling Motang is alive and well, and he is still scolding him like this, he thinks again: Maybe Mu Jinlan was right to kill Ling Motang.
"Hmph." Shen Yuan snorted coldly in Ling Motang's ear, Ling Motang was excited, and he had a shy smile: "I, I'm joking, don't worry, your woman will definitely not be bullied like this......"
How wrong it is, Shen Yuan's dark face has become indescribable, his palm just pushed Ling Motang's back, and in a miserable scream, Ling Motang fell directly from the roof of the attic where the weapons were placed in the low Yanwu Hall.
Ling Motang limped up from the ground in everyone's stunned gaze, pointed to the top of the attic and scolded: "Shen Yuan, you bastard!" "Her blue sect dress is messy, her head is scattered, her waist is crossed with one hand, and her head is high, she has no image at all, and the shrew scolds the street like this.
The audience was silent at this scolding, Shen Yuan jumped down from the attic, his steps were calm, he walked towards Ling Motang step by step, and knocked on the top of Ling Motang's head with a fan in front of everyone: "Speak well." ”
Ling Motang covered his head that was knocked and rolled his eyes at Shen Yuan, but his eyes fell on Shen Yuan's already drooping hand, this fan was a little familiar.
This is not the fan that she gave to the other party when she "flirted" Shen Yuan when she met Shen Yuan for the first time!
It turns out that Shen Yuan didn't throw it away.
But what does it mean to take it out and knock her on the head now, is it a reminder of her "glorious and shameless deeds" in the past?
Shame, shame.
The people around me have incredible expressions, some have frightened expressions like ghosts, and some are empty, godless, stupid, and stupid...... But no one spoke.
Ling Motang jumped to Qin Xue's side and shook his hand in front of the other party's eyes.
Wen Su stiffened his neck and asked Qin Xue: "Why do I seem to see Ling Motang, this person won't turn into a ghost so quickly, right?" ”
Qin Xue was also stunned by Ling Motang's sudden fall from the sky, and said, "I saw her too, she was right in front of me, still laughing, but I obviously saw her fall from such a high mountain stream." ”
"Eh, enough of you two, I'm not dead yet, sir, what the hell is weird." Ling Motang walked around behind the two of them, put one on one hand, and kissed Qin Xue on the face, and then on Wen Su's face.
Qin Xue and Wen Su woke up completely from the shock, pulling Ling Motang's arm to look and touch, Ling Motang enjoyed it very much, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, touch slowly." Her hands were not idle, rubbing oil on Qin Xue and Wen Su's faces and bodies, looking like an old driver was going to drag race.
Seeing Ling Motang's unruly behavior, Shen Yuan snorted coldly and turned his face away, and looked coldly at Mu Jinlan, who was being held in Mo Jingru's arms on the ground.