In my memory, Qiao Xinglian in the past, who spoke softly, was a soft persimmon that everyone could pinch, although he was not bad, he couldn't learn it because of physical reasons...... By the way, what is the kung fu practiced in this world called?

After thinking about it for a long time, she found out one of the wisps of memory, and suddenly realized that it was called Xuan Lingli.

Just because he was born with the inability to practice spiritual power, he was privately called a waste, and even ridiculed for being a mud that couldn't support the wall.

Xing Lian sighed lightly, where is a waste, obviously able to turn time and space and turn her around, isn't this ability enough to defy the sky?

Jin Zhi coughed violently a few times, and when he heard her question, the frightened expression on his face became even thicker, and he kept shaking his head while holding on to the ground.

"Oh? Don't you say yes? Xinglian didn't talk nonsense, and pressed her into the water again, "Don't say anything, just drink a few more sips of water, it's very cold this day, you can also experience it." With that, he lifted his foot and kicked her in.

The golden branch fell into the water, instinctively wanted to climb up, but the person above pressed her head, steadily pressed in the water, and when she was about to suffocate, she let go of her hand, and after repeating it a few times, she couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Miss, don't push, I said!" I say! ”

The jade leaf above had stopped screaming, stroking the bleeding hand and trembling constantly, hearing that Jin Zhi was about to say the main messenger, he shouted anxiously, "No, Sister Jin Zhi, if we say it, we will die!" ”

Xing Lian glanced back amusedly, and the hand on the golden branch loosened, and then pinched her neck, "Don't say it's dead now......"

"It was Steward Jin who told us not to let the young lady go back alive." Jin Zhi spoke loudly, lest the cold hand on her neck be tightened, and her life would be gone.

"Butler Gold?" Xinglian frowned and recalled, it seems that this body was brought by her father's original wife Nangong Ru, it seems that the one who wants her life is her eldest mother, right?

"Yes, it's Butler Jin, it's Butler Jin, beg Miss to spare us, beg for ......" The words stopped abruptly, Jin Zhi's neck twisted at a strange angle, and he swallowed with his eyes glaring.

Xinglian clapped his hands and stood up, glanced at the maid who was gradually sinking on the water, and snorted lightly.

Yuye screamed in horror again, trembling even more, "You, didn't you say that as long as you say it, you won't kill us?" ”

"When did I say that?" Xinglian shrugged as a matter of course, "Besides, even if I said it, it's a pity that Miss Ben has never been a person who keeps her promises. ”

Not to others, not to those who want to kill themselves.

Can't go back alive? She wants to go back alive! I want to see if there is anyone else in that dignified prime minister's mansion who can let her play.

Feeling the cold wind blowing on her body, she shook the water on her body, walked towards a small dilapidated house not far away, and when she passed by Yuye's side, she lowered her head and said with a smile, "Keep your life for the time being, remember to prepare the carriage, and we will go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion early tomorrow morning."

Qiao Xinglian is about to turn fifteen, according to the practice of Pingling Kingdom, the woman and Lu are going back to worship the ancestors, and, in memory, there seems to be a marriage contract?

Fifteen? It's really shrunk by ten years.

Soon, Xing Lian accepted the reality that she had really become another person, and the stimulation in front of her made her not have the heart to think about whether she could go back, very good, there is no sense of excitement in the modern invincible, it is better to live here, it is more challenging.