In the conference room of the Longquan base, Xia Zhicheng's henchmen were talking a lot.

"Base Chief, although the whereabouts of those two people have been lost, we can't be sure if they are really dead."

"Right now, the major bases are all in action, and we can also send people to take the opportunity to sneak in."

The disappearance of the head of the Cangmu base and the young master of the Tianya base affects the hearts of the people in charge of the major bases, although I don't know how these two people became a couple, but none of them is easy to offend, if in this rescue operation, they can make a contribution and win the favor of these two bases, which is definitely beneficial and harmless to their development.

The food of the Cangmu base and the mysterious strength of the Tianya base are transcendent existences in this last days, and if they can be favored by these two bases, just thinking about it makes people's hearts move.

And at the moment, what the Longquan base has to do is not as simple as getting their favor.

What is favor, they still have to look at other people's faces to do things, what they have to do is to get these two bases and let them use them completely for their own use!

"Dad, leave this matter to me." Xia Rong said, she wore a mask to cover her disfigured face, but her eyes were gloomy, like a demon in hell.

When Cang Qingle and Yanjun were feasting, she couldn't wait to tear these two people, eat their flesh, and drink their blood!

"Rong'er, don't worry, Dad has more important things for you to do." Xia Zhicheng patted Xia Rong on the shoulder, making her sober from her extreme anger.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Xia Rong gritted her teeth and took a sharp breath before she could suppress the anger in her heart.

"Wenwen. Take the eldest lady to meet someone. Xia Zhicheng commanded.

A middle-aged man named Wen Wen walked over and said respectfully, "Miss, come with me." ”

Although he is alive, he has a kind of dead air, and when he sees his people, he always feels uncomfortable, Xia Rong is the same, she complains in her heart: How can Dad keep such a person by his side.

What could be more important than to make sure that Yan Jun and Cang Qingle died?

Xia Rong was a little dissatisfied with Xia Zhicheng's arrangement of other things for her. But she understood. Daddy wouldn't hurt her.

Her life was exchanged for ninety percent of the wood-based abilities in the base, which she knew very well, and her father was very willing to pay for her. He really cultivated her as an heir.

"To whom are you going?" Xia Rong walked along. Can't help but ask.

"A pretty girl." Wen Wen replied as usual. The lifeless tone is very unpleasant.

Pretty girl?!

A nameless fire rose from Xia Rong's heart, what did he mean by this. Say she's not pretty enough? Is it ironic that she is disfigured?

When Xia Rong was angry and about to have an attack.

"Here we are." Wen Wen stopped.

"Daddy's room."

"You're going to let me go!" As soon as the people inside heard the sound of the door opening, they quickly shrank onto the bed, hugged their bodies, and stared at the door very vigilantly.

Xia Rong's cold gaze swept over, and a beautiful face came into view, although it was slightly pale, it couldn't stop the radiance that the skin would only emit after long-term maintenance, such a fair and pink face, after being frightened, looked even more pitiful and lovely.

"Who is she!" Xia Rong said coldly.

"She was brought back from the Tianya Base by our people, and what the eldest lady has always wanted is in her hands!" Wen Wen said quietly.

"What do I want?" Xia Rong snorted coldly, there are more things she wants in this world.

"Bone flute!" Speaking of these two words, the lifeless tone of this text also became a little beating.

Bone flute?!

What she dreamed of was actually in her.

"Give me something!" Xia Rong pounced directly, like a mad dog that had been hungry for a long, long time, desperate to snatch the bones in other people's hands.

Zhu Ningzhen was pulled all over her body, but she didn't have the strength to resist, her ability was abolished, and the bone flute was her lifeline, if it weren't for that, she wouldn't steal the bone flute.

Xia Rong frantically tore at Zhu Ningzhen, leaving terrifying red marks on her fair and tender skin.

The hand-to-hand fight between two women is like a madman fighting.

"Miss, stop first." Wen Wen said expressionlessly.

Xia Rong pressed Zhu Ningzhen on the bed and twisted her face with her heels before jumping off the bed and looking at her masterpiece proudly.

Zhu Ningzhen had a hideous scar on her face, one eye was bleeding, how could she be as pitiful as a frightened rabbit, and now she looks like a female ghost.

However, she didn't even have the courage to cry, this kind of terrible treatment, she experienced it once in the banquet family, the more she cried, the more she was beaten, at that time, her father-in-law helped her heal the wound on her face, but now, no!

She is a prisoner, and once she is useless, she will be abandoned like a clog, and she doesn't even know how she died.

"Say, I can't say any good reason, I'll fight you together." Xia Rong looked at Wen Wen without being polite.

After her face was destroyed, her whole person became very sensitive and fickle, and she was cold.

Wen Wen said unhurriedly: "It is said that she is Cang Qingle's best friend, and the base chief means that you should take her and the bone flute to the Cangmu base together." When the time came, he said that Cang Qingle was persecuted when he was in the Tianya base, and he knew that something might happen on the way back, so he handed over the bone flute to the most trusted person, as evidence, and asked her to take over the position of the head of the Cangmu base instead of herself. ”

Xia Rong laughed, "Dad, it's really scheming. ”

Wen Wen flattered: "Yes, the base chief is wise, even if the matter falls through, when the time comes, you can push the charge on her alone, and the Longquan base will be able to get out perfectly." ”

Xia Zhicheng was ambitious, it was impossible to dig a pit and bury himself in it, and after suffering several losses, he understood the importance of leaving a way back for himself.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

Even if his plan fails, there is still a chance to make a comeback.

Xia Rong couldn't wait, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and prepare and go." ”

"Yes."

"Stay here." Xia Rong slammed the door shut.

When Xia Rong left, the room was quiet.

Zhu Ningzhen covered her mouth and cried, scared, frightened, helpless, filling her heart, and the physical pain was nothing in the face of the extremely tense psychology.

Why, why is this happening.

Why did she go to rob the young master with Qingle, if she didn't rob and didn't calculate them, she and Qingle would still be good friends, even if she lost her identity as the adopted daughter of the Yan family, she still had friends. Qingle trusts her so much and cherishes the friendship between them so much, how could he watch her fall and ignore it. However, now, nothing is possible, and she buries their friendship with her own hands. (To be continued.) )