Chapter 686

Zheng Ling threw herself into Fengxian's arms and cried so much that her liver and intestines were broken.

Ahead, in the eagle eyes of the Battle Chill Lord, tears flickered.

He gritted his teeth and locked all his heartache and guilt in his limbs, allowing them to make noise and noise in his body.

But at last they became a happy, warm bubble rising within him.

Wind's eyes were red, too.

What could be more sadistic than a lover who is clearly in front of him, but can't see or hear?

"What should I do with him?" Zheng Ling sobbed helplessly.

Fengxian also cried heartbreakingly.

"Sister Zhengling, you can cry. It's much better to cry out. ”

"I'm so tired, Fengxian, I'm too tired to love him." Zheng Ling muttered repeatedly.

Zhan Hanjue looked out the car window, and Zheng Ling was standing in front of him. So close.

He reached out and tried to touch Zheng Ling's face, but he touched the cold glass window.

His hand rested on the window.

Zhan Hanjue's hand clenched tightly, suddenly against his lips, biting the back of his hand hard, and the wind saw a scarlet liquid flowing out of the corner of the president's lips, and suddenly braked suddenly.

"Two girls, there is the entrance to the imperial capital in front, we should part ways."

Feng Xian helped Zheng Ling get out of the car, and Zheng Ling leaned crookedly on Feng Xian.

However, the dark windows of the car completely cut off the scene inside.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Zheng Ling's misty and sad eyes, couldn't bear to look directly, and slowly raised his hand towards the wind, signaling him to hurry up and drive.

Stay a moment longer, and he will be afraid that he will rush out of control. Hold her tightly in your arms.

Zheng Ling adjusted her sad mood, wiped away her tears, and then left tremblingly.

"Zheng Ling." The Lord of War Chill suddenly let out a loud cry.

Zheng Ling looked back as if she had a sense.

The car turned around and sped away in the direction it had come.

Zheng Ling looked at the car in the distance, and a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes. "Fengxian, why did this car turn back again?"

Fengxian had a big nerve, and pulled Zheng Ling and said, "Let's go, Sister Zheng Ling." ”

The sound of the car's flute drowned the sound of the Chill Lord in the dust.

Zheng Ling was in a trance, thinking that she was having auditory hallucinations.

Feng Xian shouted to the wind, "Thank you for giving us a ride." ”

After the car entered the tourmaline manor, Zhan Hanjue suddenly said: "Wind, go to the old lady's Aiyue Castle." ”

The wind clenched the hand holding the steering wheel and looked at the president in a daze.

The president's decision is clearly not a decision made under rational circumstances.

Zheng Ling turned back three times in one step, until the car completely disappeared from her sight.

Zhan Hanjue withdrew his gaze from the window, and the feeling of suffocation was slowly relieved.

At this moment, a strong thought sprung up, he must speed up to find out the secrets of the Zhan family and solve all this. to end the terrible torment of him and Zheng Ling.

He was stimulated by Miss Zheng Ling, so he was a little anxious for quick success, and he wanted to end this disturbing situation as soon as possible.

"President!" Tempest tried to persuade him.

But the Lord of War Han said: If I never take this step, I will always be cut off from the truth. ”