Not dead?
Scenes from the past came to mind one after another.
The original carefreeness was shattered.
Thinking of her betrayal, my heart seemed to be pierced, angry and painful, and I wanted to kill her with my own hands again.
But when he heard that she was not dead, he was secretly relieved deep down in his heart.
She was his disaster.
Di Jueshang wanted to say something more, but he interrupted him.
He was afraid that he would be unable to resist looking for her, and he was afraid that if he found her, he would kill her directly, destroy himself, and make the same mistake again.
Di Jueshang paused and said nothing.
Silence, silence all the time, no one spoke.
Mo Ling tried not to think about that woman, but it was useless, the beautiful figure could not be removed.
"Shang, what is the origin of the beauty you brought back?
It's the first time I saw you hugging a woman.
Tsk tsk, is it red rain?"
The voice returned to wanton and evil, as if nothing happened just now. "" Di Jueshang ignored it.
"If you don't tell me, I'll ask myself."
Mo Ling spoke. "" Di Jueshang remained silent and glanced at him, "Go ahead."
Mo Ling: "" This dead piece of wood, this dead iceberg, doesn’t reveal anything at all.
Let him ask it himself.
Hum, just ask, I've been bored for so long, it would be nice to have someone to tease me.
What's more, his show is a once-in-a-thousand-year event, and this shop is gone after passing this village.
Mo Ling is a master who does whatever he thinks, and after thinking about it, he goes straight to the scent.
Di Jueshang didn't stop him and continued to handle official business, letting him go find him.
If that woman could do as he wished, the sun would rise to the west.
Here, Mo Ling followed the aura and found Yunhuaxuan.
The guards saw someone coming and were about to stop him, but before the person made any move, the guards all fell down.
In the red tent, Murong Wu had just woken up, looked at this familiar place with cold eyes, and sat up.
It seems that she was brought back to Lingtian again.
What on earth is this Lord Lingtian going to do?
His body was injured by a sudden black mass, and he didn't know if it was related to him.
Now my brother, Xiaoxueqiuer, is nowhere to be found, so I don’t know what’s going to happen.
Murong Wu's face grew colder and colder, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open and a man in black clothes came in.
Murong Wu remained calm, it seemed that the person had some purpose.
As soon as Mo Ling came in, he found that Murong Wu was already awake and sitting on the bed, with long hair hanging around her shoulders.
Her stunning face was pale, but her eyes were extremely sharp, and the aura around her was extremely strong.
Although she was seriously injured, her aura remained undiminished.
Murong Wu looked at him coldly, her eyes seemed to be frozen, fixed on him, as if she could see through people's souls.
Ordinary people would definitely feel weak in the legs if Murong Wu looked at him like this.
However, Mo Ling's aura was equally strong, so Feng Qingyundan ignored the temperatureless sight.
This person is not simple, he can compete with Di Jueshang.
Murong Wu came to the conclusion.
"Beauty, she is really beautiful.
She deserves to be ruined by that iceberg.
Are you interested in throwing yourself into my arms?"
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The handsome face smiled.
Murong Wu remained silent, ignoring his constant discharge and watching what tricks he could do.
Mo Ling sighed in his heart.
The woman Shang brought back was indeed unique.
She saw that she was not pretending to be like other nymphomaniacs and playing hard to get.
Her eyes were cold and she didn't take him seriously at all.
She probably regarded him as nothing more than a pile of dung.
Murong Wu was also looking at him.
Although this man's words were frivolous, he didn't move too much.
The aura around him was light, but it was bottomless, mysterious and powerful.
He is above himself: