Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

When Shanzhi heard what she said, his heart suddenly shook: "What do you mean?"

"Shanzhi," Luo Ling glanced at her indifferently: "Is your heart empty?"

Without any emotion at all, and without any blood, Shanzhi is like a cold body, power and desire, blinding her humanity, she will no longer be moved by any emotion.

"Luo Ling," Shanzhi said thoughtfully, "Aren't you the same person as me?" She sneered, "You are not the same, ruthless and bloodless."

Luo Ling shook her head. When she heard her say this, she felt ironic: "I'm different from you. I won't do anything for power."

Of course Luo Ling is different from her, Shanzhi has long been a woman without any feelings: "Do you have anything else?" Shanzhi glanced at her, eyes full of disdain and contempt.

She shook her head: "At the martial arts conference in the south of the Yangtze River, someone offered a high price for your head, and it has already been taken by Xuemen."

Of course Shanzhi knew about this, she was not surprised: "Xue Bing hates me to death, but he probably doesn't know that the leader of Mingyue Sect is me."

Luo Ling glanced at her indifferently, she didn't know what to say: "Do you still remember Tang Ranxi?"

Shanzhi was slightly shocked, she would never forget, Luo Ling saw her slightly dazed expression: "Does your heart ache when you think of him?"

If a person doesn't even have the feeling of heartache, then what kind of feeling is there.

Shanzhi was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say, she turned her head and stared at Luo Ling: "Luo Ling, I just want to get what I want, don't stop me."

Luo Ling naturally wouldn't stop her, and she didn't bother: "You do your thing, I do mine, we have nothing to do with each other."

Shanzhi lowered her head, and suddenly said coldly: "However, if Xue Bing does something that threatens me, I will not let him go." Shanzhi's voice was small, but her tone was so firm.

Luo Ling didn't speak, stood up and turned to leave.

"Luo Ling," Shan Zhi's voice came, she called her: "If one day we have to fight to the death because of the conflict of interests..."

Before Shanzhi finished speaking, Luo Ling interrupted her: "There will be such a day."

She knew in her heart that sooner or later there would be a day when she and Shanzhi would have a life-and-death battle, but Shanzhi, at that time, would you feel soft-hearted, or would your heart ache?

Luo Ling walked out of Tangmen, looked back, Shanzhi, she still won after all, without emotion, without any humanity at all, she still won after all.

She returned to Xiaoyao Pavilion, and was alone in a daze for a long time, sitting in the courtyard of Xiaoyao Pavilion, Luo Ling held a cup of tea in her hand, and after coming here for so long, her heart was never as peaceful as it is now.

She has always been so cold and cruel. In the eyes of everyone, Zui Xiaoyao is ruthless, but they just don't see that the most ruthless woman is Tang Shanzhi.

Xue Bing didn't know when he came over. He saw Luo Ling sitting there alone in a daze for a long time, and walked over: "Ling'er..." He called her name.

Luo Ling raised his head, saw him, and smiled slightly: "When did you come?"

"You are here in a daze, of course you can't see me," Xue Bing stared at her helplessly, Linger is rarely so quiet: