Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"..."

"You're not here, even if I'm alive...is it still interesting?"

Ximen Longting's voice suddenly became heavy: "I have kept a copy... of my full set of DNA."

"What do you mean?"

"As many Ximen Longtings as you want...you can get them out, Leng Lintian will help you!"

Jing Jiaren froze for a moment, feeling cold all over her body, and hit her with a heavier fist: "Is it you who restrained? Do you think all I want is your empty shell? Ximen Longting, you miss me that much?"

"..."

"Well, I'm dead, you live with Leng Jiaren—she's my clone anyway, do you want it!?"

Ximen Longting suppressed her excitement: "Alright, I'm just planning for the worst."

"Neither!"

He had this idea, just wanted to leave her—no way!

"Aren't I back now?" He held her in his arms, "Jing Jiaren, I'm back."

Jing Jiaren was very emotional... She doesn't regret running out now at all. If she didn't come out, she wouldn't know that Ximen Longting died outside.

He probably made a will already.

If he dies, let his servants take his dna and let Leng Lintian make a clone.

because!

Leng Lintian was in his hands——

Jing Jiaren looked at him suspiciously: "Are you planning to make a sacrifice by coercing Leng Lintian into being a clone to deceive me?"

"..."

"I knew it!" Jing Jiaren's eyes suddenly became moist, and a layer of fog formed through the mirror of the helmet.

When the time comes, what will he say that he hit his brain during the battle, lost his memory or something...

The more Jing Jiaren thought about it, the angrier she became: "How could you lie to me like this!"

"..."

"Is it interesting to let me live alone, Ximen Longting!"

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "Don't move around, we're fighting now, restrain your emotions."

Jing Jiaren realized that she had lost her composure. Although she was very angry and in a bad mood...but she tried her best to restrain herself.

The fighter jets had already flown away from the castle. From a distance, the castle was surrounded by fire, and thick smoke billowed in the sky.

Ximen Longting fastened her seat belt and told her to sit down.

Now they left the castle and flew towards the underground kingdom. When they encountered a plane on the way, they were dealt with by the fighter jets escorting them.

Ximen Longting picked up the binoculars and looked at them. They had a lot of people. If there were a large number of forces from Master Donggong, the fighters in front of them would sound an alarm.

"Ximen Longting, why did you come here on a special trip, you can actually send a plane to rescue me at will."

"I don't care about anyone but myself!"

"..."

"Water?" Ximen Longting picked up a military jug, unscrewed the lid and handed it to her.

Jing Jiaren was really thirsty, and her body was dirty, full of dust.

Ximen Longting picked up a towel and wiped her hands.

Jing Jiaren feels happy, as long as he is by her side, she will be happy...

There was not much water left in the kettle. Although Jing Jiaren was very thirsty, she carefully took two sips and handed it to Ximen Longting: "You drink too."

"Drink it all!"

"But you're thirsty too..." She could see that his lips were dry, and she also realized how expensive water was at this time.

The battle lasted for several days. The fighter jets are limited in size and cannot hold too much food and water, so they are used sparingly.

Ximen Longting had indeed not drank water for a long time.

"I'm not thirsty."

"Your lips are dry and cracked, how can you not be thirsty? Your voice has changed..."

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