Allure Summoner

It's a pity that this extraordinary man doesn't belong to her. He is destined not to belong to her and never will belong to her. Even if she tries her best, she won't belong to her. Why keep it?

The man she can't get is impossible for other women to get, especially Jun Qianxi!

The gloom between Helian Ling's brows became more and more intense, she suddenly changed the music, this soothing light music was like spring rain nourishing the earth, prompting the seeds to break out of the ground.

Duanmu Ming looked at her coldly, and then the spiritual pressure on his body was released instantly.

The clouds and mist that surrounded him tightly and filled his body were shaken out by this powerful spiritual pressure, and the place he was in became a vacuum.

"It really is a damned woman!"

He mockingly looked at He Lianling who stopped playing the flute, and wanted to plot against him face to face. I am afraid that only Jun Qianxi in this world can succeed, because he allowed it.

Duanmuming slapped her forehead with concentrated spiritual power in his palm, as if he wanted to shatter her shocked soul with one palm.

He Lianling didn't fight back, she stood aside very calmly, with Yuxiao in front of her chest: "Master Ming, are you sure you want to kill me? If you kill me, you will never enter Zidian again!"

Duanmuming's palm stopped a few centimeters away from her.

"Jun Qianxi, she wants to go into the Purple Palace, right? Isn't it because of her that you can do anything? So what if you let me go?" The wrist was pressed down: "Young Master Ming, Ling'er's little heart is very fragile, but he can't bear to be scared, so please don't scare others in the future!"

She laughed a few times and quickly took a few steps back, and her figure disappeared into the thick clouds.

Duanmu Ming swept away his divine sense, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Of course, I am willing to lose my life for my Xi'er. And don't compare your cheap life with my little Xi'er's wish. !"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

There was a crisp "cracking" sound in the clouds and mist, which was caused by the fists being squeezed too tightly.

He Lianling looked at the disappearing figure with even more killing intent in her eyes, but soon she suppressed the roiling anger in her heart.

In Duanmu Ming's heart, Jun Qianxi is a cloud in the sky. He holds it in his hand for fear of losing it, and holds it in his mouth for fear of melting. He is an existence that is incomparable to everything in the world.

And she, He Lianling, was the mud on the ground, mud that he didn't even bother to step on.

She had accepted this fact a long time ago. Although there was some anger in her heart, all that existed was only anger, and there would be no more heartache.

Her sincerity has already been trampled and crushed by others, and no matter what happens in the future, it will never appear again.

Her goal now is to keep getting stronger and then take revenge.

She wants everyone who has hurt her to pay the price in blood.

"Haha!"

After being constantly missed by others, Jun Qianxi couldn't help but sneezed.

She rubbed the tip of her nose, took a few deep breaths, and then began to manipulate the stele again. The sneezing happened so suddenly, it was obvious that someone was constantly scolding her behind her back.

Anyway, people are born to be scolded, and only when they are scolded can they have a sense of existence.

When I think of this, the depression in my heart will disappear, and all that is left is a positive life.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

There were bursts of slamming sounds coming from in front of her, and after only a moment passed, the elemental mother beast became much better, and it really didn't make it into a talent if it didn't hit it!