After Lin Zhiwei left, Ling Zixiao was the only one left under the corridor, and he returned to his usual cold silence and sat there silently.

Zhecuo was a little worried about his body, although most of the injuries last time were healed, but Ling Zixiao had always been thinly dressed, and now he was sitting in the tuyere, he was afraid that he would be sick again, so he hurriedly stepped forward, "Master, she must be acting, don't forget, she is inspirational to be an actress in Huaguo, let her out tonight...... Wouldn't it be inappropriate, should she wait for another two days, wait for the exact news from Bai Ling before letting her meet Ling Ziheng. ”

Ling Zixiao raised her eyes, her expression was indifferent, "She's acting, but letting them touch it early just happens to be a wake-up call for Bai Ling." ”

"The master is wise." Zhecuo suddenly realized, it turned out that the master just wanted to take this opportunity to step up the stimulation of Bai Ling, and this woman's progress was inevitably too slow.

Although Bai Ling made up her mind to take this step, she never dared to do too much, she was afraid that she would be completely disgusted by Ling Ziheng, but if she kept dragging it out like this, it was hard to guarantee that Ling Ziheng would think of a way to get out.

It just so happened that Lin Zhiwei came back voluntarily, and there was no better stimulation than this.

Ling Zixiao's mind was full of the sassy and cheerful expression when the girl had a snowball fight with Nanyu just now, yes, she was acting, but she didn't hide it at all and told herself that she was acting, as if he was her only audience.

Even though he knew that she was acting on stage, he chose not to debunk it.

Heh, he smiled softly, thinking like he was being tricked.

He suddenly felt that his little junior sister had grown a lot when she came back this time, and she would attack her heart, but it was not easy to control.

It's a pity, he really wanted to spare her life.

"Cuo, bring Minghuang over in a moment." Ling Zixiao opened his mouth towards the void, and the fold behind him didn't say much, and turned to find Minghuang, he knew that this was probably the master's desire to test Lin Zhiwei.

"Baby, how are you going to play?" After Zhencuo left, Ling Zixiao muttered to herself.

Zhecuo took Minghuang to the hall, Minghuang waited tremblingly, glanced at Lin Zhiwei who was sitting in the living room flipping through the book, and thought about calling the young master, but felt that the current situation did not seem to be appropriate.

It wasn't the first time she had seen Lin Zhiwei who had taken off her mask, but she couldn't help but peek at it.

The girl is so beautiful and arrogant, after such a long time, when I saw Lin Zhiwei again, she got rid of the childishness of pretending to be indifferent, but added a little strong femininity, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Lin Zhiwei estimated that before she went to find Ling Ziheng, Ling Zixiao always had to find some moths for herself, so she simply didn't go upstairs, sitting in the hall and waiting to watch the play.

After seeing Minghuang, I knew it in my heart.

This is an example of killing chickens and monkeys.

When Ling Zixiao pushed open the door and came in, she had a small silver gun in her hand and a silencer.

Minghuang subconsciously took a few steps back, lowered his head, his face turned purple, and he was so frightened that he didn't say a word.

Lin Zhiwei sandwiched the bookmark on the page she had finished reading, closed the book, and stared at Ling Zixiao with interest.

The play under the corridor has been performed, and she is in a good mood now, and she is in a state to see what trouble this pervert is making for herself now.

And Ling Zixiao just smiled at her, sat aside, and threw the gun to Zhicuo.

After receiving the order, Zhecuo spoke, "Minghuang, when did you follow Ling Ziheng?" ”

Zhecuo asked directly, Minghuang's eyes shook violently, she guessed that she had been discovered, and she also knew that maybe she would be executed at some point, but at this moment she understood that Ling Zixiao was just leaving her to play this last scene.

She shook her head, not ready to speak, after all, to say or not to say is death.

Lin Zhiwei pretended to be dazed and looked at Zhecuo and Minghuang.

I felt funny in my heart, but I didn't know that this one was right in her arms.

Seeing that Minghuang was not afraid, Zhicuo's voice suddenly turned cold, "Didn't you say yes?" Now that the master of the door and the master of the young door are here, are you sure you want to die like this? ”

Minghuang looked at death as if he were at home, "There's nothing to say." ”

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless." Zhicuo pointed the gun at Minghuang, Minghuang closed his eyes tightly, and he was dead both horizontally and vertically, and he did everything anyway.

Lin Zhiwei put down the book, got up, and pushed Minghuang, Minghuang was already scared and weak, and when he was pushed like this, he fell to the ground, and the person under the gun was replaced by Lin Zhiwei.

Zhi Cuo was caught off guard and glanced at Ling Zixiao, he didn't expect Lin Zhiwei to be on the muzzle of the gun, what kind of routine is this.

Ling Zixiao smiled quietly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

I don't know what to do next.

Lin Zhiwei, who was smiling in front of her, instantly changed her face, and Zhicuo only felt that she was smiling more and more solemnly and coldly, and slowly, the Lin Zhiwei she saw changed into several shadows, and her head was dizzy and unstable.

He slowly lowered the gun in his hand, his eyes glazed and his consciousness blurred, until he fell to the ground unconscious.

Lin Zhiwei looked at Zhecuo who fell to the ground with satisfaction, although she couldn't help but want to kill him immediately, obviously her heart was so burning that her hands and feet couldn't stop sweating, but in order to take care of the overall situation, she still gritted her teeth and stood up.

"Baby, aren't you afraid of losing my trust if you're so compromised?" Ling Zixiao folded her hands in her body, and her tone was light.

Lin Zhiwei turned around suddenly, "It's just some medicinal powder, it's going to kill you, but I'm going to kill it sooner or later, so it's not because I want to save face, but because the time hasn't come."

Thank you for your temptation, which confirmed my guess, it turns out that senior brother, you really have no friendship at all except revenge," Lin Zhiwei almost sneered sarcastically.

"Oh yes, to add, your trust is not worth mentioning, for a chess piece, what kind of trust you talk about, you can use it." Lin Zhiwei picked up the gun that Zhi Cuo threw away and threw it back to Ling Zixiao, but the words she said pierced his heart and lungs.

She just wants to explore Ling Zixiao's bottom in an all-round way, a confident layout, and probably hopes that all the reactions and actions of the chess pieces are in the story line she designed.

And she wanted to be a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west, dividing every scene he thought was a good show, and attaching some taunts he didn't want to listen to in an attempt to provoke him.

Sure enough, Ling Zixiao's face suddenly turned pale, and the eyes staring at him became complicated and gloomy.

Lin Zhiwei picked up Minghuang, who was sitting on the ground, and her voice became gentle, "It's okay, I don't really want to kill you, but I just don't like it." ”

Minghuang didn't know why she had to look at her, not knowing what she meant.

And Ling Zixiao, who was sitting in the distance, knew very well that she was talking to herself.

Although his face remained calm, the undercurrent in his heart was so agitated that he almost strangled Lin Zhiwei's throat, and his overlapping fingers had been pushed white by himself.

It seems that he underestimated this girl, and every word just now was poking his heart and lungs hard.

He doesn't care if Lin Zhiwei really loves Ling Ziheng or pretends, and he doesn't care if she is angry or pretending to be calm, what he cares about most is the desire to control, he wants her to follow the script he designed, even if she is panicked or calm and indifferent, or even scheming, it doesn't matter, everything is in his expectations.

But Lin Zhiwei just went against him, she was really sad, pretending to be happy, really calm, and pretending to watch the show, she always skillfully grasped this flexibility.

Those few sarcasms were probably prepared for him early on.

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