The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 40 She's a witch 2
The feeling of gratitude is especially in my heart, until I heard that the Leng family was destroyed.

Leng Bingshuang began to travel all over the place to look for the only descendant of the Leng family. In this way, Leng Bingshuang left behind Leng Qingyu and treated her like flesh and blood.

Jian Luo sighed helplessly, "Qing Yu."

He whispered again, as if to give her some warmth, but also as if he wanted to soothe the sadness in the woman's heart.

"It's cold on the ground, get up."

"Palace Master."

Sudden dizziness before the eyes, consciousness began to blur.

The moment before Leng Qingyu fell into a coma, he heard a worried call: "Qing Yu, Qing Yu"

She is so tired, so tired, she really wants to rest, rest.
"Qing Yu."

Jian Luo worriedly looked at Leng Qingyu who was lying in her arms, and sighed slightly, hey, after suffering such a big blow, let her have a good rest.

I was about to pick her up and get up, but there was a 'bang', a white mist bloomed only one step away from her, and then a figure seemed to escape.

Jian Luo looked at the white mist gradually dissipating, but didn't say much.

Just now I was only worried about Leng Bingshuang, but I forgot about the man in black.

This made him take the opportunity to run away.

Humph, next time, don't let her catch him.

Otherwise, he would not be so lucky to let him escape.

"It was you who killed Master, you witch."

Just as he regained his composure, he heard an angry sound.

Following the sound, it was none other than Shen Shiyan.

"Senior sister, what are you talking about? She killed Master?"

Someone among the crowd asked a question.

Immediately afterwards, voices came one after another slowly.

"How could this person kill Master?"

"That's right, the master specially passed on the position of Palace Master to her. She has no reason to do so."

"Maybe there is some conspiracy in it?"

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Jian Luo looked at them coldly, facing everyone's words, she did not speak.

The clear one clears itself, she doesn't want to end up with a darker and darker end.

"Demon girl, tell me, what demon method did you use on Master?"

A cold sword pointed at him from afar.

Jian Luo leaned Leng Qingyu in her arms against the big tree trunk beside her.

Slowly got up, facing the cold light of the sword tip.

There was no expression on his face, and a sneer flashed across his eyes.

Why is this hookah pointing the finger at himself?
Did he recruit her or provoke her?
(End of this chapter)