Originally, she was low-key, and also to restrain her too strong light, but she didn't want to unconsciously give others the illusion that she was a greenhouse flower that grew up in the palm of her hand without touching her fingers.

How to put this feeling is very boring, as if someone has been looking at it through the crack in the door.

Although she didn't care what others thought of her or what she thought of her, when she heard it with her own ears. I still feel a little unbearable in my heart.

After all, in the previous life, the life of ink dyeing was unrestrained and unrestrained, unbridled and chic, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, like a dazzling existence like stars holding the moon.

Although her hands were stained with endless blood, as she wished, everyone was afraid of her and did not dare to approach her.

And now, being looked down on so shallowly, the difference between heaven and earth, made her suddenly feel a little depressed, but it was just depressed.

And Xin Ruotong didn't know this. Listening to Lin Mo Ran's confident answers and rhetorical questions, her heart was also full of doubts and doubts.

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she didn't know where her confidence came from.

After all, not long ago, she was fighting with Ling Tian in the hall. I believe she also has a certain understanding of her skills, and she is not an ordinary girl.

And compared with herself, she is even more unbearable. She is just a beautiful lady who was cared for and raised in the palm of her hand. I haven't seen these bloody worlds, but I can't help it.

What she used to fight with herself, what to take was so justified in front of her. Moreover, Ling Tian, the only one with combat power, was still isolated by her, there were only the two of them here, and she was not sure of victory against herself.

And she is so confident in this, but also because of her disdain for Lin Mo Ran, she holds the certainty of victory, not arrogant, not despised, but because she has made a decision, whether to live or die is actually just that.

Success or defeat is just a matter of moments. Although she is completely sure, in the end, she doesn't want Lin Mo to die inexplicably.

I also have a heart in my heart, and I hope for ink dyeing. Hopefully, she can see the gap between the two of them retreat, and avoid doing it herself, lest she become infamous for killing the boss's sweetheart.

In the final analysis, she still cares about her image in Nangong Yu's heart. Because of love, there are scruples. Because of consideration. So he wavered and couldn't make up his mind again and again.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that after entering this room, Lin Moran's inexplicable resistance made her feel very fresh for a while, and she couldn't come back to her senses.

Because, since she saw her today, she hadn't seen it, and there was an expression on her face other than indifference.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile. The pain in her eyes was all subdued, Xin Ruotong raised her head and looked at Linmoran's face fixedly, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Linmoran is angry with you, this is very rare!" I thought you wouldn't have any expression other than a faint emotion forever and no one else in your eyes......"

Hearing her answer such a question, Linmo's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't take her ridicule to heart.

In a moment, the ripples in my heart returned to calm. The faint voice was mixed with an inexplicable emotion, and he said slowly: "If I don't agree to trade with you today, will you really ignore Ling Tian's request and your boss's order to kill me?!" ”

"I didn't expect you to ask me such a question. Are you scared? Xin Ruotong asked. There was a hint of joy in her words that she hadn't even noticed.

Fear? Lin Mo Ran unconsciously hooked the corners of her lips when she heard this, how unfamiliar this word was to her, I believe no one knew.

In her previous life, she was stained with ink, both black and white, and there was countless blood stained in her hands. It can be regarded as stepping on a lot of white bones and dripping with countless blood. Walked to that peak and became the existence of death in the hearts of many people.

In the eyes of others, what she represents is death without any turning back. Everywhere she went, she carried a bloody storm, and it was reasonable for others to be afraid of her, so how could she be afraid of others?

Danger is commonplace for her, and blood is a topic that must appear in her daily life, so she has to take a detour when she sees death, and how can she have this fear of the existence of this word in her heart!

With a cool smile, a trace of desolation and nostalgia flashed in the cold eyes of Linmo, which was a memorial to the past life and a tribute to the past freedom.

"Why don't you speak, is it really me right? Linmo dyeing, you're scared! Since you're already scared, why don't you choose? Xin Ruotong couldn't hear the answer she wanted for a long time, and immediately lost patience, and asked a little aggressively,

At this moment, she desperately needed an answer in her heart. You need a reasonable statement to comfort yourself with some impetuousness in your heart.

Hearing this, Lin Mo Ran came back to his senses from the flying thoughts, looked at Xin Ruotong coldly, the desolate color in his eyes was mixed with a touch of coldness, and slowly said: "Now the ending is to be determined, what is going on is not clear, what are you anxious about?" Do you know anything about my past? Do you know what I've been through? Do you know how I used to deal with people? You don't know anything, so where do you get the confidence that I'm going to be scared? ”

A series of questions smashed at Xin Ruotong one after another, smashing her head in a cloud, and she couldn't react for a while.

It was at this moment that she suddenly understood that she had been aggressively asking Lin Mo Ran for an answer, but she never found that no matter what kind of question she asked, Lin Mo Ran had always stood in place, never moved at all, let alone had any fear.

Xin Ruotong was dumbfounded for a while, and she felt that the simple question of Linmo Dye was very difficult for her, and she couldn't answer it.

After a while, the impetuous heart slowly calmed down. Qing Ling's voice, with a bit of dryness, sounded softly in the room: "Shut up, I don't need to know anything about your past." I don't need to know Mi's mind either. All I know is that you are now in my way, robbing me of my people, robbing me of my faith that I have carefully cared for for so many years, and even making me fall from heaven to hell in one day, and never see any light again. You have ruined everything I have, and with that, I will not allow you to continue to live unscrupulously in front of me like this. (To be continued.) )