Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1962 Danger is approaching every step of the way! 【3】

"Aunt Luo." Bing Wu's voice sounded gentle and gentle, as always.

Qing Luo heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and greeted her, "Xiao Wu, why did you come here so early today? It's not yet dawn."

"I miss Aunt Luo, come and see you." Bing Wu smiled slightly.

Qingluo is watering the flowers and plants in the pot. The first thing she does when she wakes up every morning is to water the flowers and grass. In her opinion, these things are spiritual. After a long time, it is inevitable that some feelings will arise.

Bing Wu looked at it, and said indifferently: "Aunt Luo's habit is still the same all these years."

"Yeah, once a habit is formed, it's hard to change."

"Is that so?" A sneer flashed across Bing Wu's eyes.

"Of course."

"But why do I think it's not?" For so many years, she has been with Qingluo every night in Lihentian, and when she is sick, she is with her. Protecting her with the power of nature at this juncture, for hundreds of years, in her opinion, Qingluo should be inseparable from her care, and should be unique to her.

But obviously she was wrong.

Because of Ye Xiyue's appearance, she realized the fact that Qing Luo's affection for her was not as deep as she imagined from the beginning to the end.

On the contrary, for Ye Xiyue, she protects and loves...

Qing Luo tilted her head and glanced at her, "Why not?"

"Aunt Luo, do you think Miss Ye is better, or Xiao Wu?"

"Why do you ask that?" Qingluo said with a smile as she arranged the flowers and plants, "I am different from you to Xiyue."

Of course it is different!

She saw it all.

"Aunt Luo, you gave the golden key to Miss Ye before. Actually, Xiao Wu... also wants to go to the attic. I wonder if Aunt Luo can let Xiao Wu go in too?"

Qingluo paused for a moment, "Xiao Wu, what are you doing there?"

"It's nothing, I just want to take a look."

Qingluo's eyes flashed, "The attic is not suitable for elves, once you step in..."

Bing Wu stood up suddenly, and a long blue sword appeared out of nowhere, and she pressed against Qing Luo's neck.

Qingluo felt a chill on her neck, turned her head to look, the sharp blade of the sword shone with a cold light.

Holding the long sword, Bing Wu walked slowly from behind to Qing Luo.

Qing Luo looked at her calmly, "Xiao Wu, what are you doing?"

"Aunt Luo, I'm very sorry, I don't want to do this either."

"What do you mean?"

"You forced me."

"Huh?" Qingluo looked at her intently.

Bing Wu curled her lips, "Aunt Luo, do you know that I hate Ye Xiyue very much, I really hate her very much!"

Qingluo realized that the situation was not good, she suddenly wanted to open her mouth, Bingwu slashed across Qingluo's neck with her palm, Qingluo's body went limp without force, and suddenly felt the root of her tongue was stiff, unable to speak.

With a light flick of Bing Wu's hand, she transferred Qing Luo to the bed.

Qingluo fell hard on the bed, lying flat, her whole body, including the base of her tongue, was extremely stiff.

Qingluo leaned closer to her, "Aunt Luo, don't try to let the men in black come in, since I dare to come here, I won't let them find out."

Qing Luo saw a black light gathering in Bing Wu's hands, what is that?
"Aunt Luo, do you know why I did this?"

"Aunt Luo, because you are too biased, you just told me that once a habit is formed, it is difficult to change. You are simply lying to me. It has been hundreds of years.

(End of this chapter)