The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Lin Qingran felt that in an instant, her bones became lighter, as if she had infinite strength.

Since God gave her a chance to live a new life, it gave her a chance to change her destiny, and she must not miss it.

This time, she will never let Aunt Hua's trick succeed, and she will never let Meiyu have time.

She wanted Lin Qingyin to be the number one beauty in Dongming, and cut off Aunt Hua's future.

She wants to make her siblings rich and prosperous for the rest of their lives.

Lin Qingran looked at the dead mouse on the ground, her face sank like water, her beautiful eyes were as deep as a dark night, as dark as ink, and extremely cold.

Sitting up, shaking her drowsy head, she picked up the porcelain bowl on the ground, smashed it hard on the ground, the fragments scattered, Lin Qingran picked up a piece and hid it in her sleeve.

Walking to the wooden door, he pulled it hard a few times. Although the wooden door was broken, the iron lock that locked the wooden door was heavy. Looking through the crack of the door, he knew that it was not easy to shake.

There is no way out, so she has to find another way out, and she has no time to spend on this lock at this time.

Lin Qingran looked around the small firewood house, her eyes fixed on the old windows, the wood on the wooden windows had rotted, and the window paper was worn out, it must have been old.

Compared with the iron general on the wooden door, this wooden window is more feasible. After all, she is small and weak, so how can she deal with that big iron lock.

Lin Qingran picked up a few pieces of wood, and quickly built a simple foothold on the ground, then found an ax for chopping firewood in the corner, stood on the piled wood, held the ax up, and chopped viciously a few times, killing the rotten wood. The wooden window was split open, and the whole body, like a dexterous cat, crawled out of the window.

Because her strength was too weak, and there was no firewood outside to step on, when she fell to the ground, her leg hurt.

Panting for breath, Lin Qingran rubbed her painful leg, thinking of Lin Qingyin in her heart, ignoring the pain, got up from the ground, and went to the inner hall where Lin Qingyin was. He gripped the ax tightly.

Passing by the bamboo forest in the inner hall, I heard a slightly frivolous voice: "Our young master is blessed today, that little beauty, although she is wearing a veil, she can't see her face clearly, but look at that small waist, those small hands... tsk tsk ...Look at it, my heart is like a cat's paw..." The meaning is still unfinished, indescribably obscene...

Another voice, giggling twice, was even more obscene: "If you are greedy, the young master is tired of playing, just ask for it. The young master has always been generous in this respect... We didn't enjoy it before A few times... I heard that she is a lady of a big family...just to give us a favor...Don't tell me, that little girl's waist is as thin as a bamboo, and I don't know if she can stand up to the young master..."

The more he talked, the more obscene, Lin Qingran was so angry that he almost couldn't help tearing the mouths of the two bastards, took a deep breath, and then suppressed the anger surging in his heart, and walked lightly, detoured to the depths of the bamboo forest. At the place, avoid these two young men, and go to the inner hall.

Sure enough, Lin Qingran saw Lin Qingyin wearing a veil because of acne in the inner hall.

The 16-year-old girl, even if she wears a veil, can't hide her noble demeanor. Her slim figure is like a magnolia flower, which is indescribably alluring.

Standing in front of Lin Qingyin was a wretched man with a swollen face, bright eyes, and a perverted look. Looking at the tender, pretty girl in front of him, his eyes were straight.