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"Sister Xinxia, do you have a way to make my sister wake up for a while, just a while is enough. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info," Ling Ling said.

"Yes, but if she is conscious, her life will wither faster. Xinxia said.

"There's no other way. Lingling said.

"Lingling, what are you going to do?" Mo Fan didn't know what Lingling had to lure out that killer, but judging from Lingling's state, he should have returned to his usual wisdom.

"There are traitors in the trial, and a lot of information about the trial will be intercepted, since my sister was killed because of Leng Jue's affairs, then their real purpose is not to let my sister die, but to prevent Leng Jue's information from being transmitted back to the inquisition headquarters. Lingling said.

Mo Fan's eyes lit up, and he felt that Lingling's analysis was quite reasonable.

Yes, didn't they kill Leng Qing because Leng Qing had important information about Leng Jue?

Then what the killer wants to kill is the person who has the information and the person who wants to pass it on.

"Although my sister is delirious now and can't explain the specific information to us, it doesn't matter, we just need to let my sister tell the Lingyin Inquisition in person, and she entrusts us to send this information back to the Lingyin Inquisition, then the killer will definitely come to us, and at the same time, we have to make good use of that mole. Lingling said.

Xin Xia understood what Ling Ling meant, so she continued to murmur blessings, so that Leng Qing could recover a little bit of sanity, and at the same time, Xin Xia also used psychic magic to tell Leng Qing how to do it.

Leng Qing woke up extremely weak, feeling that breathing was a rather difficult thing, and she sent a magical code to the Lingyin Temple Inquisition with great difficulty, which only the chief judge knew......

Leng Qing completed all this, and Mo Fan immediately found that there were two fewer black flower petals on the palm of his hand, and in just a moment, Leng Qing's vitality flew away so much.

"Senior Sister Leng Qing, don't worry, we will definitely save you, and the important information you have worked so hard to obtain will never be buried, and the forces of the Black Sect dare to step into our country half a step, and they will definitely be eradicated mercilessly!" Mo Fan's hatred for the Black Sect is naturally extreme.

Finally drove away a Salang, how could there be an extra Leng Jue, there were really enough people who died under the catastrophe of the ancient capital, and such a tragedy could not happen again no matter what!

Leng Qing looked at Mo Fan, her eyes closed heavily, and a black tear slipped down the corner of her eye.

The struggle between the Inquisition and the Black Holy See has always been that the Inquisition will be in a passive state, too many people are afraid of the Black Holy See, afraid of their revenge, and even more afraid of their ruthlessness, but the more this is the case, the more they can't retreat!

Leng Qing has seen too many colleagues who died in the struggle against the Black Sect, and she has also seen too many people persecuted by the Black Sect, every time she sees the relatives of those persecuted crying in grief, she tells herself in her heart that this is definitely the last ......

However, the number of dead is increasing, and the number of wounded is not decreasing. The seniors of the Inquisition told themselves that if she still had to bite the Black Holy See and refused to let go, she would also end up in the same fate, a person in front of the huge Black Holy See played an insignificant role, but a person was almost all for a family.

Is that really the case?

The power of one person is insignificant, so should more innocent families become lost and left on the streets, immersed in grief, and living in the shadows?

Leng Qing couldn't ignore it, every time there was one more deceased and grieving family like that, she would feel a little more guilty in her heart, and when the guilt accumulated enough, she wouldn't feel that her death was worth it in exchange for a cardinal's information.

It's just that Lingling is still so young...... He made such a decision himself, dived into the depths of the Black Holy See, relieved his accumulated guilt, worthy of his status as a member of the Inquisition, worthy of the relatives of those who were destroyed, but left all the injuries to Lingling alone to bear.

She must have hated herself as much as she hated their father for the stupid decision he had made.

Closed his eyes tightly, and in the short time when he was conscious, Leng Qing thought a lot, just like the long hallucinations before death, from birth to the present, all the things he remembered, all the things he had forgotten, all of which would come to mind!

......

......

The blue pool is surrounded by numerous colorful spotlights, which make the water surface particularly beautiful.

In the villa by the pool, a man hanging from the windowsill was swaying in the wind, his neck tied to a thick hemp rope, his whole face had turned blue, and his eyes bulged out and turned up.

"I brought in a presiding judge, hum, I almost ruined my big thing, the incompetent thing, and let him be exposed for a few more days!" In the room, the purple-eyed boy looked at the windowsill with disgust, at the swaying corpse.

"Lord Leng Jue, there's a letter from there. A beautiful woman wearing a dark purple kaleidosam walked over and said with a smile.

"I see. ”

The boy walked to another room, and after less than five minutes, he walked out with a calm face, picked up the fruit knife on the table, and threw it at the shaking meat target on the windowsill.

"That guy who is not doing things well actually told me that someone has been killed, since she has been killed, how did she secretly return to the Lingyin Society as the chief judge!" Leng Jue said angrily.

"It's not that things have not reached the point of no return, so leave this kind of thing to the humble craftsman, he is still very good. ”

"Hmph, I hope he won't let me down again this time, my tolerance for waste is very low, very low!"

......

The cheongsam beauty put down the fruit and slowly walked to the edge of the pool, she took off all her clothes, revealing a plump and milky skin, and plunged headlong into the somewhat cold water.

After swimming around, she shook her wet hair and said to the darkness in the corner: "You don't want to watch here all night, do you, you also heard Leng Jue's words, why don't you do what you have to do?"

"I'm just curious why Leng Qing didn't die, in fact, no one can survive the darkness. In the darkness, the silhouette of a tall human figure slowly emerged.

"The person who delivered the message for Leng Qing is called Mo Fan, and Salang has also suffered a lot at the hands of this kid, if you can kill him, Leng Jue will be impressed with you......" the beautiful woman said.

"I played with him, and it didn't seem like anything special. (To be continued.) )