Mountains and rivers are in her palm

"Really?" Song Ning lay weakly on the soft bed. On a hot summer day, she was still wrapped in a layer of bedding. She was in the same state as the high-spirited bullying Shen Shuyun that day.

At this moment, she was listening to a report from a woman kneeling on the ground, and her eyes sparkled brightly.

"Yan Wanqing is really dead?" She didn't believe it, so she asked again.

Isn't that tattered, dusty woman the same as the rice cook who was caught before?

At this moment, she was covered in sweat, and she had a faint stench from running around for several days.

"Miss Hui, yes, yes." The cooking woman staggered and said, her eyes were always wandering on the servant girl who was serving Song Ning, that was her daughter.

Seeing her daughter kneeling on the ground, pinching Song Ning's wrist, tears flashed in her eyes.

Song Ning listened to the words of the cooking woman, and couldn't help a big smile on her lips: "As long as the situation is true, you have made great contributions to the entire Guangming God Sect this time, and the leader will reward you heavily!"

"The young lady promised the old slave..." The cooking woman's tone was a little hesitant.

The leader is not Song Ning, so he doesn't have so many methods of torturing people, and the dragon never sees the end, as long as the daughter has the opportunity to leave Song Ning's side, then she must take the daughter to leave this Guangming God Sect!

There was a strange light in Song Ning's eyes, and she raised her slender and pale hand, which could almost see the blood vessels inside, and coughed softly, covering her lips.

"Of course it counts. Don't worry. When my people confirm that Yan Wanqing is really dead, I will definitely take care of the matter that you and I discussed."

She raised her eyelids and winked at the people around her: "Go down and wash it first, it smells all over your body." It stinks to death.

She didn't say the next three words.

Looking at the side, it was Lian's maid, who lifted the cook off the ground and walked outside.

The cook couldn't help but stretched out her hand to her daughter.

"Miss! Miss, you promised this old slave! If you can't speak, it doesn't count!" This is not sending her to take a bath, this is killing her to silence her, and sending her to Huangquan Road!
The cook's daughter also realized that something was wrong, and immediately rushed towards her mother, but before she had taken a few steps, she suddenly froze in place, her eyes filled with fear and surprise.

Behind her was Song Ning who didn't know when she got up. At this time, she was holding a dagger in her hand, and pierced the girl's back heart.

The maidservant's eyes were full of tears, and she stretched out her hands towards the cook: "Mother..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Ning pulled out the dagger abruptly, the maid was covering her bleeding stomach, the corners of her lips were overflowing with blood, her eyes became dull and gray, and then she suddenly lay down on the ground.

The cook's pupils were tightly wrinkled: "My daughter—!"

One might as well, she was really struggling to get out, but before she ran to her daughter, her head and body were already separated...

Those wrinkled hands stretched forward vigorously, bleeding profusely from the neck, splashing everywhere in the room.

Seeing this, Song Ning's eyes turned cold for several minutes.

"Didn't I say it? Don't make such a big commotion by killing people."

"I know I'm wrong." The servant knelt on the ground expressionlessly, like a puppet without self-awareness.

Seeing this, Song Ning was even more angry: "Let someone clean up the house as soon as possible, don't let brother Huaxu know, or I will ask you!"

"promise!"

Seeing that she still had no expression, Song Ning suppressed her anger: "It's like a dead person." Just like the dead girl who always followed Xiao Pingfeng before, it was really uncomfortable to look at.

But Naihe is as obedient and easy to use as a dog, so he stayed.

She put on a piece of clothing casually and planned to go to the next room, but the moment she crossed the threshold, she heard a bang and her ankle went limp.

"Miss." The maid quickly supported her.

Song Ning turned pale and raised her knees, her ankle was swaying softly in the air, obviously it had been broken directly.

"The servant girl helped the young lady to sit down, and then asked the leader to come over." The maid picked Song Ning up by her waist and quickly walked to the next room, and then left directly.

When Song Huaxu came, Song Ning was sitting in a dark room with a gloomy face.

He frowned and stared at his ankles, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Huaxu stepped forward, knelt on the ground with one knee, lifted her leg up and gently placed it on his knee.

I saw that the slender and pale ankle was deformed at this moment, and under such a serious situation, there was not even a trace of purple, like a piece of ice with cracks appearing in it, showing a state of being in danger of breaking.

It is really not the physical state that a person who can speak and think should have.

Song Ning stared at Song Huaxu.

"Brother Huaxu, will I die?" She didn't want to die.

But Song Huaxu didn't change her body for a long time, and she was about to die.

Song Huaxu pinched her ankle lightly, then put a bamboo board on it, tied it with gauze, and then gently covered her with the quilt: "You won't die, I won't let you die."

Song Ning grabbed Song Huaxu's hand with her backhand.

"Brother Huaxu, today it's my ankle, tomorrow it might be my head, you know my body, it's getting worse day by day, then Shen Shuyun has already been caught, why don't you—"

"Shut up!" Song Huaxu lowered his eyes coldly.

Song Ning's words got stuck in his throat.

She can't make Song Huaxu angry, and leave her alone when the time comes. She finally got a chance to be reborn, but she must never die again.

Thinking of this, Song Ning pursed her lips, and her pretty face showed a sickly whiteness. She looked up at Song Huaxu: "Brother Huaxu, don't be angry, he is just too afraid of death, and finally he can Come alive and see my brother..."

Listening to her aggrieved voice, Song Huaxu's expression relaxed a little.

"I know, you are too scared to do this, but now is not the time, if you forcefully merge, you will fall into a complete sleep." Song Huaxu patted her head and said, the obsession in his eyes flashed However, it quickly returned to coolness.

He spent so much effort just to wait for this moment.

In any case, you can't fall short.

"I've been waiting for more than 20 years, why rush for this moment? Your body can still be used, so keep going."

Song Ning hugged Song Huaxu's waist obediently: "Listen to brother Huaxu, I know that brother will not harm me."

A trace of hostility flashed in her lowered eyes.

Right now her body is broken and can't be used anymore, of course she is anxious to die.

The man in front of him seemed to take good care of him, but he kept procrastinating on this matter.

It is clear that Shen Shuyun can use it immediately after catching it, but she still has to wait for it!

Could it be that he used emotions other than master and apprentice towards that Shen Shuyun?

The more Song Ning thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. Since this man is unreliable, she can only rely on herself!