Qingge stood in front of Chen Lin, looking at Chen Lin like the reincarnation of a demon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A clear light bloomed in the depths of Qingge's eyes, and then, he directly ignored Chen Lin, walked forward, and his delicate shoulders directly hit Chen Lin.

What Chen Lin hated most was her neglect, the kind of posture of looking down on all beings and disdaining everything, which made Chen Lin feel very small and gloomy.

She took two steps back, stretched out her hand, stopped Qingge, lowered her head, lowered her eyes to the ground, and her voice squeezed out of her throat, "I, will you be allowed to go?" ”

Qingge's footsteps paused and stopped.

Yang Zhi looked at Chen Lin's provocation, was angry, and wanted to make a move.

Qingge lightly raised his right hand and stopped Yang Zhi's movements.

Qingge is tall, and he is one forehead taller than Chen Lin.

She stared at Chen Lin slightly, as if watching a play bouncing on stage, "This king wants to leave, do you need your permission?" It seems that you haven't recognized your position yet, a broken waste of dantian, do you think you can stand in the Qin family? Do you think your fiancé will treat you the same way you were? ”

Every time Qingge said a word, it was as if he was holding a hammer and hitting Chen Lin's soul hard, making her collapse and then making her desperate.

It's not that she doesn't know her position now, it is precisely because she is clear that she is becoming more and more panicked and afraid, when a person stands on a high place, after a long time, and then falls into the quagmire, she has no courage to get up.

Accustomed to wealth and glory, who wants to be a beggar who is hungry and cold?

The smile on Qingge's face gradually became richer.

The cold air flowed in the eyes.

A small night family in Beiyue Country, the maids and waste firewood dare to beat and scold her, a descendant of a broken dantian, even if she has the protection of the night and the sky, she can't live a stable life, let alone the Qin family in the Falling Flower City.

If Chen Lin goes back, I'm afraid that I won't have a good life.

Qingge didn't sympathize with Chen Lin, nor did he fall into the ground, he could only say that he deserved 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 being.

She thought that Yue Yingzi would suffer some flesh and skin at most.

If Chen Lin had cut Gong Yaozu into a man at that time, Qingge would even have agreed.

Yue Sakurako is different.

Qingge has never met her, but Yue Yingzi died because of her, if she doesn't get rid of Chen Lin, how can she have a clear conscience?

"You know what?"

Chen Lin glared at Ye Qingge, "You are the daughter of the Ye family, you can enter Jialan, you are held in the arms of Ye Qingtian, you can be favored by God, you are a golden branch and jade leaf, and even the king of the four empires, how can a person like you understand what it is like for us to work hard to climb up?"

Now, it's gone, there's nothing, my life is all over, why are you still good? Can you still mix the wind and water? Why can you decide Yang Xinrong's life and death with one sentence? Night light song, blood debt and blood repayment, heavenly reincarnation, you will get retribution. ”

Chen Lin roared hysterically.

Qingge looked at Chen Lin lightly, her calm and elegant, in stark contrast to Chen Lin's teeth and claws.

Yang Zhi glanced at Chen Lin in disgust.

No matter how ruthless the little master's methods are, he can't hate it, and he will even applaud, but the woman in front of him makes him feel disgusted.

It's not just because of Yue Yingzi's death, but also because of that maid.

The maid who was originally in the pavilion has now become a corpse, a face, and the flesh and blood are blurred, which is unbearable to see.

How much hatred and resentment is there to be so much to a little girl?

Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, Chen Lin is moody, unpredictable, and when she is depressed, she takes pleasure in killing.

However, killing people is not enough, she is cruel and heinous.

"Are you done venting? Can you roll? ”

Qingge still said lightly.

In her eyes, Chen Lin is like the rat crossing the street, dispensable, sad and hateful.

Chen Lin clenched her hands tightly and glared at Qingge.

Qingge's chin was slightly raised, and he took a step forward.

Chen Lin suddenly stabbed at Qingge with a dagger, playing a sneak attack.

Qingge didn't seem to see it, and then walked forward.

When the sharp dagger was about to stab Qingge's body, Chen Lin's wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Yang Zhi grabbed Chen Lin's hand, broke her wrist, and controlled the dagger in her hand to stab at Chen Lin's fragile neck.

"Wait."

When the light song was spoken, the dagger and Chen Lin's neck were close at hand, and if they went further, they could take her life.

"Little master?" Yang Zhi looked at Qingge.

"Let's go back, don't you want to stew ginseng soup to replenish Xiao Hei's body?" Qingge opened his mouth and didn't look at Chen Lin.

"Yes."

Yang Zhi dragged the dagger in Chen Lin's hand and threw it into the lake next to him, and then felt disgusted and wiped his hands vigorously on his body, and then hugged the snow lotus ginseng and followed the light song.

When he walked out of the Qin family's compound, Yang Zhi asked, "Little master, why didn't you kill that Chen Lin?" If you don't cut the grass and don't remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again. ”

"Admiral Yang, do you know that some people must be eliminated, but some people can save her life." Said lightly.

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Zhi frowned.

Qingge hooked the corners of his mouth and said: "A person like Shen Qianjue, as long as he has the opportunity, he must be killed with one blow, otherwise, the worse he falls, the higher he will stand in the next year, but Chen Lin is different, she can't stand up." ”

The dantian was destroyed, and he lost his virginity, how to stand up?

Besides, if you want to make a comeback, you have to pay a heavier price.

Chen Lin didn't have that courage.

Qingge smiled faintly, sat down arrogantly, and rubbed his eyebrows.

Headaches have been getting worse lately.

Qingge's eyes were bright, and the cold air was released around his body.

- Immortal, do you feel it, that monstrous killing intent is all given to you.

Yang Zhi listened to the words of the light song, thoughtfully, and seemed to understand.

At the same time, the mercenary association.

In the magnificent and cold palace, Shen Qianjue was dressed in a purple robe, and her legs were covered with milky white blankets.

His face turned a little pale, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

The woman said that if it was a thousand deaths, she would have to kill with one blow if she had the chance.

When he heard this, his heart trembled, as if he had expected his own death, and this kind of prediction can only be done by a soothsayer.

"Yu Ji!" Immortal shouted loudly.

Outside the half-open gilt door, a stunning woman walked.

Yu Ji knelt down in front of the Immortal Thousand Extremes, "Master." ”

"Mei Niang's matter, has it been resolved?" Thousands of people asked.

"It's done, I believe that soon, Ye Qingge will be able to receive the generous gift prepared for her by her master." Yu Ji smiled enchantingly.

Hearing this, the heart of the dark thousand people settled down.

yes, what was he afraid of.

He is a soothsayer, with the pure blood of a family of soothsayers, and the whole world is in his hands, who can kill him? ，o

A cruel smile appeared on the face of the Immortal Thousand Peer, "Night Light Song, very good, the deity is looking forward to your strength." ”

It's like a handicraft in the hands of an artist, looking forward to it, looking forward to it.

And this kind of artist belongs to the psychopathic kind.

He tried his best, step by step, to exercise Ye Qingge, torture her, and let her grow up quickly in the face of adversity.

In the process, he will self-generate "gaochao", which is a twisted pleasure, and when his goal is achieved, he will destroy everything, exterminate everything!

A perfect work of art, a beautiful sound that comes out when it is broken, is often pleasing to the ear.

I was looking forward to it, looking forward to the blooming of that kind of voice.