Mandong thought about the glint that flashed in Rong Ling's eyes, and her face became solemn, she didn't know how to describe that feeling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"At that time, I saw a glimmer of light in his eyes, and then my whole heart became inexplicably angry, and there was a voice in my heart, clamoring for me to kill him, and kept hinting to me that it was very easy to kill Rong Ling, and it could be solved with just one palm."

Man Dong told her word by word how she felt at the time.

The people in the room listened very carefully.

"Although I was a little angry in my heart, I definitely didn't want to kill him, since I knew that Rong Ling's identity was not simple, and I knew that it was not appropriate to startle the snake now, how could I kill him, and although I was angry at noon, I didn't even have that ability to think, I knew that he was not a good person, and how could I let Wen Xin stay alone with her, anyway, I went out like that at that time, I only had an angry look in my mind, and I couldn't think about anything else at all."

After Mandong finished describing it, everyone was more or less shocked in their hearts.

Although I have already seen many magical things, such as Wenxin and Wei'an's space, as well as their special abilities, but this ability to influence people's thinking or reason is really terrifying.

If this ability can control people, then he can't let people do what he wants to do for him, and this world is not for him to do whatever he wants.

"Oh no, haze."

Wen Xin seemed to think of something, and his face was very panicked, and he suddenly got up from his chair and exclaimed.

Hao'er's behavior during this period of time was very abnormal, counting the days, it was after returning from Rongfu.

Rong Ling must be the person of the God of Flowers, except for the God of Flowers who has such a magical ability, she really can't say who else.

If Rong Ling was just a person who had traveled through time, he should be happy to see his fellow villagers, how could he hide his identity, unless he had an unscrupulous purpose.

"Rong Ling is the person of the god of flowers." Wen Xin and Wei An said in unison.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, and everyone also believed in the judgment of Wen Xin and Wei An.

"The top priority now is to find Hao'er, and I don't know what Rong Ling wants her to do. He must have known that we would guess some of his abilities and might kill him. Dark Yi analyzed, more and more that Rong Ling would kill Hao'er.

Otherwise, how to understand, he walks on the front foot. Hazy Er chased out on his hind feet.

Shangguan Ming immediately asked Ying Er to send all the secret guards in the mansion to inquire about Hao'er's news, and instructed them not to startle the snake when they found Hao'er's news, and immediately sent a signal to tell them.

Everyone knew that Rong Ling could dodge the internal force emitted by Wen Xin, and his martial arts were definitely not weak. He also has special abilities, and at the moment they only know how much his abilities can affect people's thinking.

This alone already makes everyone dare not be sloppy, not to mention those abilities that are hidden in the shadows and they don't know.

Rong Ling walked elegantly, and left the City Lord's Mansion slowly, originally planning to return to the Rong Mansion, but sensing the tail behind him, he asked a few subordinates to return to the Rong Mansion first.

His eyes faintly swept not far behind him, the gentle smile on Rong Ling's face became more gentle, and the road he picked became more and more remote. People are getting scarcer.

Hao'er, who was not far behind him, frowned, knowing that he had found his figure.

Walked out of the darkness, saw Kong Ling in front of him out of nowhere to find a fan, stopped, leaned against the stone wall, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, the gentle smile on his face was full of evil spirit, a pair of peach blossom eyes were half-squinted, looking at her with a smile, one leg slightly on the other leg. The fan in his hand shook unusually cheerfully.

"Who the hell are you?"

The fan in Rong Ling's hand paused slightly, he paused because he didn't expect Hao'er to ask this question, could it be that he failed to do Rong Ling so much, he couldn't even deceive a girl.

In Rong Ling's eyes. Hao'er is a girl ring, a girl ring with special abilities in the valley.

Hao'er didn't plan to leave the mansion, but when she saw the look on Rong Ling's side face when she left the mansion, she seemed to see a familiar look, she was sure that she had seen that kind of look.

A person's voice will change. The appearance will change, but the habitual expression will definitely not change.

She had only seen Rong Ling once, she had never seen him before, Wen Xin and Wei An both said that Rong Ling was no longer the Rong Ling of the past, and there might be another strange soul in his body.

But now she had an intuition that this soul might be either strange or familiar to her.

It's someone she's seen before, but she can't remember who this person really is.

Hao'er stood more than ten meters away from Rong Ling, her purple eyes were full of piercing coldness, and the internal force in her body suddenly couldn't control it and surged out of her body, and the layers of skirts moved without wind, sweeping up graceful arcs.

Hao'er's heart was full of panic and fear, at this moment, she felt that the internal forces in her body were completely out of her control, and a ridiculous idea rose in her heart, as if these internal forces did not belong to her in the first place.

The dark light in Ling Ling's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he looked at Hao'er struggling in place, but he couldn't break free no matter what, and he couldn't calm the internal force surging in her body.

The handsome face, slightly flushed by the sun's rays, raised the corners of his mouth upward, and there was a frightening coldness.

"You probably forgot your identity, do you remember the oath you made when you entered the valley, can the oath made by a person disappear over time, you have only one master in this life, that is Lord Flower, purple salivation, don't forget your identity."

"I'll give you a little lesson today, let you remember your own identity, if you don't want to die, don't you want to think about your people, don't they care about their lives like you."

Hao'er almost lost control several times, and at the moment when the internal force was about to explode, the surging internal force stopped strangely, and when she took a breath, the internal force would become frantic again.

The internal force cut through her internal organs like an ice blade, and she could feel the flesh and blood in her body separate from herself, and the pain from hell made her yearn for death.

At this time, death should be the happiest thing in the world.

The whimpering sound of pain was choked in her throat, and it was like a red-hot coal, and she could even smell the burning, and she could clearly hear the sizzling sound coming from her throat.

Giving up resisting internal force, Hao'er slowly closed her eyes, if she could die like this, it would be great.

But she knew that the demon in front of her would not let her go, let alone fulfill her.

She mistakes the devil for a god, she has eyes but no beads.

Ha'er recognized the god of flowers, and the moment he sneered at her, she recognized him.

After struggling for nearly a pillar of incense, death did not come to her happily, Hao'er opened her eyes weakly, the pain in her body had made her nerves numb, and she opened her mouth and couldn't make a sound.

A pair of purple eyes looked in the direction where Rong Ling was.

Why, why did she save her back then, why did she save her people, she always felt in her heart that Wenxin and the others were prejudiced against him, and she even thought about resolving the misunderstanding between them, but why.

Tears that were not accompanied by crying fell to the ground like pearls, splashing dust on the ground.

She didn't cry when she was in the most pain just now, and now she is not crying because of the pain. (To be continued.) )