Little Jiaojiao of the paranoid boss turned wild

Bi Xiaoser wanted to win the show on the spot, and directly announced Ye An'an as the winner, but seeing the dedication of the two people in front of him, he couldn't bear to interrupt, so he sat down and continued to admire.

'Miao Qingqing' raised her right hand, clenched an empty fist, her eyes were red, staring straight at the person in front of her, eyes full of hatred.

"Witch, 15 years ago, you killed my parents and hundreds of people from my Miao family!"

"Now, I want to feed Chixia with your blood."

"Chop off your limbs, peel off your leather lamp, and use your head to sacrifice the lives of my Miao family!"

Every word of 'Miao Qingqing' seemed to be squeezed out from clenched teeth, and now her heart was full of anger, and she wished to cut the enemy in front of her into pieces.

After saying the last word, 'Miao Qingqing' couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed towards 'Le Ling' with her sword in hand.

"Witch! Die!"

'Le Ling' stood still, as if he was not sad about what was about to happen.

She raised her hand to remove the bamboo leaf from her shoulder, opened her hand, and a gust of wind blew the bamboo leaf away from her palm, spinning in the air.

And the next second, with a bang, 'Miao Qingqing' was pressed to the ground by the powerful Lingwei, and Chixia in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"what!!!"

"let me go!"

'Miao Qingqing' was pressed to the ground, she struggled to stand up, but saw 'Le Ling' approaching her step by step.

Angry and ashamed in her heart, she barely raised her head, her red eyes staring like copper bells.

"Witch! If you have the ability, you can kill me today! As long as I don't die today, I will definitely destroy you in the future!"

The curse of 'Miao Qingqing' was very sharp and piercing, full of curses and insulting words.

But 'Le Ling' didn't care about it, as if she didn't hear it, she paused and stood five steps in front of 'Miao Qingqing'.

Then, as soon as she raised her hand, the Chixia sword that fell on the ground fell into her hand.

'Le Ling' held Chixia, looked down, stroked the sword with slender fingers, and moved gently, as if stroking something precious.

But 'Miao Qingqing' who was pressed to the ground collapsed to the extreme.

Raising his throat, he said angrily: "Witch! Don't touch Chixia! Get your dirty hands away!!!"

But how could 'Le Ling' listen?
She held Chixia and waved it in the air a few times, a hint of approval appeared in her eyes.

"The Scarlet Cloud Sword really deserves its reputation."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyes and looked at 'Miao Qingqing' who was lying on the ground and glaring at her viciously, and pulled the corner of her mouth, as if she wanted to show a smile, but failed.

Her eyes fell on the Chixia Sword again, she opened her lips and said slowly.

"The Chixia Sword, the ancestral magic weapon of the Miao family in northern Xinjiang, was forged by Baiyu, the ancient sword god. Its sword cuts iron like mud, and can suppress evil spirits and kill demons."

"It is said that the Chixia Sword is bloodthirsty, both righteous and evil. To maintain the evil nature of the Chixia Sword, it needs to be fed with human blood once a month, otherwise it will backfire on its owner."

After finishing speaking, her eyes shifted to 'Miao Qingqing', the corners of her mouth moved slightly, like a mocking smile, her eyes were cold.

"Miao Qingqing, you say I'm a witch? I'm a demon? But isn't what your Miao family is doing the right way?"

'Miao Qingqing' said bitterly: "Isn't it? Chixia sword is bloodthirsty, but we have never killed anyone, we just feed our own blood, and you demons kill innocent people and suck other people's blood, isn't it the same? Do you want to feed the sword!?"

"Hehe." 'Le Ling' looked down at 'Miao Qingqing', his eyes were full of sarcasm, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

"It seems that you really don't know, really stupid."

"Witch! Who are you calling stupid!?"

"Miao Qingqing, haven't you always wanted to know why I killed your parents and destroyed your entire family?"

The 'Miao Qingqing' who suddenly asked back was caught off guard, she was stunned, and subconsciously said: "Why?"

The pity in the eyes of 'Le Ling' deepened a bit, and he said unhurriedly: "Because, in order to make the Chixia sword more evil, your parents sacrificed their lives every day to let the Chixia sword soak in it. In the pool of blood, enough human blood is sucked, and the living soul is sealed into the sword to accelerate its evil nature."

"..."

"The Chixia sword was forged by the ancient sword god Baiyu. I don't need to explain who Baiyu is. Why do you think he forged a bloodthirsty and evil sword?"

"..."

She looked at the clenched hands of 'Miao Qingqing', her eyes flickered, and she continued: "If you don't believe it, you can go to Miao's house to see for yourself. There are hundreds of bones buried under the ancestral hall!"

There was a bang, like being struck by lightning.

'Miao Qingqing' only felt that her whole body was in severe pain, and she was standing on the verge of collapse, unable to believe everything the person in front of her said.

"No...you lied to me..."

She raised her head and stared at 'Le Ling', clenched her fists and gritted her teeth tightly: "You, lie to me."

For this reaction of 'Miao Qingqing', 'Le Ling' was not surprised, and the pity in his eyes was even worse.

"Believe it or not, but it's meaningless to discuss this right now. The Miao family in Northern Xinjiang changed from the moment they first got the Chixia Sword."

"Seventeen years ago, I killed everyone in the Miao family in Northern Xinjiang, but I never thought of forgetting you and letting you live for so many years. Now, since you personally delivered it to your door, I can't keep you either."

She slowly raised the Chixia sword, and looked at the person lying on the ground indifferently, her eyes were empty, as if she had seen through her.

"For the last journey, let Chixiajian send you away."

"Chixia made the Miao family in Northern Xinjiang, and also... ruined the Miao family in Northern Xinjiang."

'Miao Qingqing' closed her eyes in pain and buried her head deeply in the soil.

Just as the Chixia sword was falling, a flute sounded suddenly, and 'Le Ling' paused.

She looked around, and at 'Miao Qingqing' on the ground, she loosened her hand suddenly, and the Chixia Sword fell to the ground.

"Even if you go far away at this moment, if you meet me again, you will not be so lucky."

Throwing down these words coldly, 'Le Ling' turned around, and just took two steps, the figure disappeared in place.

'Miao Qingqing' was lying on the ground, looking at the Chixia Sword in front of her with a pair of red eyes, her slender nails tightly clenched her palms, but she didn't seem to feel any pain.

After 'Le Ling' left, 'Miao Qingqing' closed her eyes, and the next second, a burst of heart-piercing cries sounded.

"Do not--!!!"

……

Ye Anan ran back covering her ears, and helped Tang Guoqin who was lying on the ground up.

Tang Guoqin covered her mouth and coughed for a while, while Wei Xingyu hurriedly stepped forward to dust her face, his eyes were full of worry.

"Ahem..." Tang Guoqin grabbed Ye Anan's hand with one hand, coughed twice, and looked at Ye Anan with surprise on his face.

"An'an, your performance is also great!"

"You take it easy."

Ye Anan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, seeing her coughing there, her voice became hoarse.

When playing with Tang Guoqin just now, Ye Anan was completely immersed in the role, and only after the end did he realize it.

This kind of wonderful feeling was very novel in her heart, but she felt a sore throat when she heard Tang Guoqin's heart-piercing roar just now.

Tang Guoqin didn't care, took Ye An'an's hand and said with a smile: "Do you know that your performance in that scene just now was really wonderful! I feel like I can't keep up with you, it's simply It's talent, ahem..."

Ye Anan quickly took the water glass from Wei Xingyu's hand and fed it to Tang Guoqin.

She was both helpless and distressed: "Don't be talented, you talk less, your voice is hoarse!"

Tang Guoqin waved his hand and said, "It's okay..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Anan gave him a glaring look, and swallowed the rest of the words.

Ye Anan said: "Didn't you just agree not to bark? Why did you bark louder than last time? I don't think you want your voice anymore, do you?"

Tang Guoqin hurriedly coaxed her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm not too involved cough... I'm too involved, the main reason is that you acted so well, if I don't show a 100% attitude, isn't it just letting go ?"

Ye Anan: "..."

Okay, what she says makes sense.