Ling Shaochen is highly poisoned in his body, once he stops the medicine, he will die, if he guessed correctly, he must be in the Ling Mansion now.

promised to tell the mastermind behind the scenes to protect his life, and he kept his word.

In case of defection, it must be in your own hands.

Yi Tian looked at Helian Ting's eyes intently, and didn't see anything abnormal, "Go ahead, promise to stay in the room and sleep and don't go anywhere." ”

Helian Ting pinched the cheeks that were easy to tilt and didn't apply a little fat powder, and turned around and stepped away from his slender legs.

The Ling family manor in the capital was sealed.

Just like the original Ji Mansion, the speed was blocked after the fall, and there was no light at night at night, like a ghost house.

Helian Ting was like a nocturnal cheetah, quietly sneaking into the manor.

A family of three died on the same day, Ling Yuexin disappeared, the killing was too heavy before his death, and no one in the manor cared about it.

The manor has been uncultivated for a long time, and the land is full of rotten dead leaves and wild grasses, and the glory of the past is gone.

The main house was pitch black, the air was muddy, and there was silence.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

A slightly suppressed cough came from upstairs.

Helian Ting walked up the stairs, approached quietly, and finally came to the door of the innermost room.

The door was not closed tightly, and the coughing sound was close at hand, "cough cough ......"

Helian Ting put his hand on the cold door panel and pushed it gently.

The sound of a "creaking" door opening is particularly harsh in the silence of the night.

At the same time, the coughing stopped.

Helian Ting did not enter the house, but stood at the door of the room and said in a deep voice, "Ling Shaochen! ”

A few seconds later, there was a sudden light in front of me.

A white candle was lit in the room.

Under the candlelight, Ling Shaochen's pale and thin face was very embarrassing.

His lips moved, "It seems that Thunder Ye has returned to normal!" ”

Helian Ting said quietly, "Put on your mask and go back to Los Angeles with us!" ”

"Master Thunder can rest assured, once I can name the third person, I will never defect, this is the last thing I do for my baby." Ling Shaochen lay on the bed, closed his eyes and said: "I should have died, Han Shao can only live in the present for me, this kind of life of no one and no ghost is enough, now, I just want to die quietly." ”

After a pause of two seconds, he sighed softly, "In the baby's heart, I died half a year ago, and a dead person should not appear in front of her again." ”

This is the room where the babies used to stay and have their fondest memories.

Sooner or later, it's better to die here.

Helian Ting looked at his hands folded on his chest holding a box, the nails were gray-black.

"Are you sure you want to die here?!"

A smile appeared on Ling Shaochen's face, "My little princess, farewell!" ”

Seeing that Ling Shaochen was bent on death, Helian Ting turned around and fulfilled him.

"Helian Ting!" Ling Shaochen suddenly opened his eyes and said word by word, "No matter what happens in the future, never doubt the baby's sincerity to you!" ”

Helian Ting paused, and resolutely stepped away.

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Chapter 683: My Little Princess, Farewell