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Chapter 83 Ming Kui, the leader of the group

The chosen ones in the upper class are born above the rules, and those who are powerful can even make the rules.

Jiang Heng is obviously one of the best.

A seemingly careless remark, but it actually reveals an oppressive and deceptive force.

Lu Qingfei's eyes fell on the fruit plate and he said calmly, "If your answer depends on my answer, then I don't really want to know the answer."

She picked a green grape and put it in her mouth.

The fresh fruity aroma fills the nose, and when you bite open the thin skin, the flesh is sweet.

"In that case, it would be my fault if I didn't answer."

Jiang Heng raised the corners of his lips slightly. He had a straight face and a cold temperament, and it seemed that nothing he said would sound frivolous.

Lu Qingfei said bluntly: "You can understand it this way."

Obviously there is no benefit in being polite to him.

So she just didn't hesitate.

Jiang Heng chuckled and said in a clear voice: "Yes."

"Her name is Ming Kui."

Lu Qingfei's heart moved.

Jiang Heng: "Are you interested in my fiancée?"

Lu Qingfei remained calm and said, "I have a friend also named Mingkui."

Jiang Heng didn't react, his voice remained cold: "Which friend?"

"She grew up in an orphanage, but she died a long time ago." Lu Qingfei said calmly, "She's probably not the fiancée you're looking for."

Jiang Heng opened his eyelids, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked straight at Lu Qingfei. His eyes were full of aggression, but it was difficult to tell the emotion.

Her eyes were bright and clear, illuminated by the warm light from the ceiling. She ate the cold snacks and curved her eyebrows in delight.

Her smile is sincere, bright, lively and vivid.

Inexplicably, he recalled the yellowed letter in his mind——

"Ming Kui, the leader's Kui."

For the first time, Jiang Heng felt as if he had forgotten something.

What exactly it is, is unknown.

The conversation between the two was put on hold as waiters filed in to serve the dishes.

The dishes were delicious and the waiter filled their glasses with sweet fruit wine.

Lu Qingfei was aware of his alcohol tolerance and ordered low-alcohol drinks.

The whole dinner went smoothly. Lu Qingfei enjoyed her meal very much. As for Jiang Heng, for a young man who had been hanging out in entertainment venues since childhood, she didn't even bother to think about how he ate.

Lu Qingfei asked slowly: "There should be more than one Mingkui in Haicheng. Do you have any tokens?"

Jiang Heng tapped his fingertips on the table intermittently. Hearing her words, he slightly raised his eyelids and looked at her.

"Isn't that often how it's played out in TV dramas, with heirloom jade pendants, engagement rings or birthmarks," Lu Qingfei explained.

Jiang Heng raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said leisurely: "No."

"Then how do you know who your fiancée is?" Lu Qingfei looked at him strangely, "It can't be that everyone named Mingkui is your fiancée, right?"

Jiang Heng: "Judging from your reaction, your name is Mingkui too?"

Lu Qingfei: “…”

"My deceased friend was named Mingkui," she said. "If she's the one you're looking for, I can help you reunite with her."

Jiang Heng fixed his slender fingers and looked at Lu Qingfei's expression leisurely.

Sincere, frank, and not like a joke.

It seemed that as long as he nodded, she would really send him to death.

"A child engagement?" Lu Qingfei asked naturally.

Jiang Heng: “No.”

"Family marriage?"

"No."

"Privately get married?"

"No."

"Romeo and Juliet?"

".no."

Lu Qingfei couldn't think of any other answer: "What is that?"

Jiang Heng seemed to be lost in thought. He stared into her bright and moist eyes for seven or eight seconds before saying, "Fiancée."

Lu Qingfei felt that his answer was nonsense.

"Are you sure Mingkui is her real name?" She glanced at his wine glass. He didn't drink much, so he shouldn't be drunk to the point of being unconscious.

Jiang Heng smiled lazily: "Sure."

That smile, combined with Lu Qingfei's question, is particularly worthy of careful scrutiny.

Jiang Heng leaned his head back and asked slowly, "Where is your senior brother?"

Lu Qingfei was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "Dead, I killed him."

Jiang Heng: “.”

The calm and relaxed look on his face froze for a moment.

After a long silence, Lu Qingfei asked the manager to prepare for the check, but was told that the bill had been automatically deducted from the account.

Debit directly from the customer's membership account.

The new mode automatically deducts the money. Lu Qingfei sighed inwardly and said to Jiang Heng, "I'll transfer the money to you."

"No need." Jiang Heng glanced at her and said, "Please come back next time."

His unquestionable tone left Lu Qingfei confused.

She didn't care about the sudden debt, after all, now was not the time to worry about it.

Lu Qingfei nodded and said yes, and the car drove back in the same quiet manner as it drove there.

The street was brightly lit, and the car was speeding on the road. Finally, it stopped smoothly at Jinjia Tiandi. Lu Qingfei simply thanked him and left without looking back.

The car was parked downstairs, and the dim light from the neighborhood street lights cast a cold light on the windshield.

After a while, the man whose profile was hidden in the dim light and shadow spoke up and ordered: "Check the relationship between Lu Qingfei and Ming Yingtan."

Aren't they looking for Ming Kui? Why did they bring up Lu Qingfei and Ming Yingtan?

Lin Rui didn't understand why, but he agreed anyway.
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The sweetness of fruit wine still lingered on his taste buds, and the past slipped into Lu Qingfei's dreams with the slight dizziness brought by the alcohol.

If one wants to see the gods, one must pass through the sea of ​​suffering. The illusions in the sea of ​​suffering target people's hearts and are extremely dangerous.

The sunset glow was at its peak, the sun was falling below the horizon, lighting the sea in a rich orange-red hue, but it did not bring any interest to life. The dead sea was endless, with only eerie skulls and bones.

Lu Qingfei sat on the shore, drowning in the rich orange glow. She reached out to lift the hem of her skirt, revealing a dark red wound on her fair calf. She fumbled for bottles and jars, and was about to treat the wound when a sharp gust of wind blew by, and a young man flashed three steps away.

Lu Qingfei was slightly stunned.

Li Heng walked closer anxiously and saw that she was covered in blood and her face looked extremely ugly.

He asked her to put her feet on his legs, and then treated her wound without saying a word.

Lu Qingfei looked at the young man in dark blue clothes with blood on his cheek, and raised his hand to try to wipe it off for him.

However, her hands were covered in blood, and the more she wiped, the dirtier they became, and soon half of his face was stained red.

The handsome face adds a touch of seductiveness.

Huh?
Forget it.

Lu Qingfei allowed Li Heng, who had a cold face, to touch him and asked him:
"Brother, why did you come here?"

"You sound like you don't want to see me."

Li Heng said with a nonchalant smile: "Are you doing something shameful?"

Lu Qingfei also smiled and said, "Brother, you always help me heal my wounds. I'm afraid I can't leave you."

Li Heng was stunned when he heard this.

He put away his distracted look and said in a deep voice, "Then don't leave."

"But people will always separate." Lu Qingfei looked at his bony hands, "Parting is an eternal theme."

Li Heng said nonchalantly: "Don't be afraid. No matter where you are, I can find you."

"What if I can't find it?"

Li Heng frowned and said in a cold voice: "If you can't find me, you should die."

Lu Qingfei asked again: "If I die here, will you die with me?"

Li Heng paused, stared at her with his dark pupils, and said with a half-smile, "Junior sister."

Lu Qingfei responded: "Senior Brother."

Li Heng said mercilessly: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will seal your throat."

Lu Qingfei shut up immediately.

She looked out at the endless sea and fell into deep thought.

Deep in the Dead Sea lies the secret of the dragon race’s extinction.

A resurrection medical technique based on the heart meridian.

Lu Qingfei lowered his eyes to look at his five fingers that had been wiped clean, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Gods, Buddhas and people all practice Taoism, but she takes a different approach and focuses on cultivating her mind.

Cultivate your mind, not your Tao.

This is why she was able to master forbidden medical techniques.

Suddenly I miss the song "String your heart and my heart together".

I don’t know when I’ll hear it again.

Lu Qingfei's thoughts spread out like branches, and his mind wandered into the sky.

Li Heng looked at the wounds of varying sizes on her body, his expression becoming increasingly grim.

When the matter was settled, his face was as dark as the night.

Lu Qingfei narrowed his eyes and met his dangerous gaze, which frightened him.

"Brother, are you injured?"

After treating the shoulder wound, Li Heng pulled her clothes on. He said coldly, "No."

"I smell a strong smell of blood on you."

"other's."

"Really?" Lu Qingfei was suspicious.

Li Heng didn't care whether she believed it or not. He grabbed her wrist and carried her on his back.

"We can't stay in the Dead Sea for long. Many difficult demons and ghosts will appear when it gets dark."

Lu Qingfei lay on his broad and strong back, his arms around his neck, the smell of blood lingering in his nostrils became stronger.

"Brother, I don't like you to have blood on you."

She said it as if she would like him as long as there was no blood on him.

Before Li Heng could say anything, Lu Qingfei had already taken out the scented ointment and gently pressed it on the wound on his neck with his cool fingertips.

"Don't drop me." Her hands were applying medicine and she couldn't hug him.

Li Heng didn't say anything, and his steady steps became more cautious.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the surroundings changed rapidly. The black fog emitted by the Dead Sea spread to the mountains and ravines.

The Bridge of Broken Souls connects the two mountains. Under the bridge is boiling red lava water. Countless ferocious ghosts open their scarlet eyes and wave at the living people on the bridge with their hands and feet.

The cold wind was blowing, ruffling the corners of Li Heng's clothes and black hair. He was walking on the Soul-Breaking Bridge with Lu Qingfei on his back.

Li Heng practices mind cultivation for the purpose of calming his mind, which is different from Lu Qingfei's practice of spiritual practice.

Even if Lu Qingfei faced an illusion that targeted people's hearts, she couldn't guarantee that she would be able to get through it. So a long time ago, she told Li Heng that as long as he called her Mingkui, she would be able to stay absolutely sober no matter what kind of illusion it was.

If that doesn't work, try another name.

"Xixi." Li Heng called Lu Qingfei on his back.

"Brother, I'm fine." Lu Qingfei grabbed his sleeve and wiped the sweat off his forehead. "The Soul-Breaking Bridge is much stronger against demonic attacks than expected."

The further back you go, the harder it becomes to walk, as evil and angry winds sweep in, shaking the broken Soul-Broken Bridge.

Those who enter the sea of ​​suffering cannot stand up without breaking. Those who ascend to the immortal platform must go through ten thousand calamities.

Li Heng suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, with a fierce look in his eyes: "If I am controlled by the inner demon and become a threat to you..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Qingfei interrupted him: "No matter what you become, I will not kill you."

She whispered clearly in his ear:

"Brother, I am the person in the world who most wants you to live well."

"No one cares more about your life or death than I do."

"I will save you from danger thousands of times."

Every word she spoke was like the most powerful spell in the world, deeply engraved in Li Heng's heart, leaving a hot, indelible mark.

Li Heng's wet, thick black eyelashes trembled slightly. He stood there for a long time. When he took another step, his eyes were still full of hostility, but the crazy and roaring demon in his heart had no effect on him anymore.

In other words, from this moment on, Li Heng's inner demon completely became Lu Qingfei.

Lu Qingfei ensured that Li Heng would never become a demon.

At the same time, you will not become a god.

Between becoming a demon and becoming a god, Li Heng only chose his sweetheart.