Chapter 103: The Plague (3)

The final decision of the deliberations was to go tomorrow.

Mo Jingyan and Xiahou Xing chose to go.

Tiandu City. The gloomy clouds are everywhere, and the once prosperous city has become deserted. Chunhua Building. It's a rare guest.

In the veil-covered room, candlelight reflects the intertwined figures of a man and a woman. It is rare to make an embarrassing voice and be so interested in such a situation. Lu Zicheng looked at the extremely bewitching beauty on his body with satisfaction, and was very excited. How could he be so beautiful?

Lei Qiuling looked at Lu Zicheng with satisfaction, this man was already in the pocket of the ministers under her skirt. It's best to borrow his knife to kill people.

She got out of bed and put on a thin layer of clothing: "I'm a little sad. ”

"Who dares to make Ling'er sad?" Lu Zicheng was sad when he saw the beauty break out of machismo, and at this time, even if the beauty told him to die, I am afraid he would not hesitate.

"I'm dedicated to the people of the Jiuzhou Continent, but the fourth princess doesn't like me very much."

Lu Zicheng hurriedly comforted her: "How old is she?" It's just relying on the favor of the four kings. When the fourth prince dislikes her, she is not as good as a minion. ”

"But I'm afraid she won't spare me." Lei Qiuling is pitiful,

"That boy will not forgive her in the first place!" Lu Zicheng said.

Lei Qiuling turned to look at him, "Really? ”

"Nature is true." Lu Zicheng was ambitious, and he didn't see Lei Qiuling's dislike of him at all.

"Go to the birthplace of the disease, Ling'er is also afraid of bad luck. I just hope you don't forget Ling'er. ”

"How could it be. Ling'er will definitely come back safely. Lu Zicheng hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense,"

"It's the best place to kill people, if Xiahou Xing wants to kill me. Then I will definitely choose there. Lei Qiuling said word by word, "So, Lu Lang." I think we need to strike first. ”

"This...."Lu Zicheng hesitated a little.

"Forget it. If you don't want to help me, forget it," Lei Qiuling said coldly.

Where did Lu Zicheng suffer Lei Qiuling's coldness, so he could only hurriedly agree. "Ling'er, I'm yours, and you're willing to do whatever I want." He knelt beside Lei Qiuling and leaned into her arms.

He's really in love with Lei Qiuling.

And he didn't see the corners of Lei Qiuling's contemptuous lips. What a stupid and infatuated man. She was just playing, and he took it seriously. A man who can't match himself. Sure enough, there is no thrill of conquest. In her mind, an extremely domineering knife-like forehead appeared,

She had never felt that oppressive momentum. If you can conquer a man like Mo Jingyan. What a taste it has to be.

Let him fall in love with himself and then abandon him. This is probably the biggest punishment for him.

Whether it's public or private. Xiahou Xing has to die.

Following.

The sun was clear, the sky was high and the clouds were light.

A whole row of low houses, full of closed doors, and at the base of the wall sat people with red bumps on their bodies. There are adults, there are children. There are old people. None of them had desperate eyes.

It's full of suffocating feelings. This is the source of the disease. An adult man noticed red spots on his body one morning. Unimpressed. But he didn't expect to suffer a fatal disaster.

Xiahou Xing and his party wore simple isolation clothes. Since stepping in. The mood began to feel heavy. There are also Gao Ju Zhaidan pharmacists Bai Zongze and Wang Yi. The two of them didn't have much hope for Xiahou Xing.

On the contrary, he took a fancy to Lei Qiuling. Poison and poison.