Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 388 High-sounding, selfish

Lian Qingcheng burst out laughing immediately, what Qiuye said just now was for the sake of the sect master and the sisters in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but now it is just to take away Fenhe's seat.

"I don't care about you competing for seats, but Qiuye, so many people died, so many life debts, don't you have to pay back some?"

The debt of human life, of course, has to be paid with life. When Qiu Ye heard it, she felt as if she was sifting chaff, "You are not the torturer, why judge me right or wrong, and you are not from my Xiaoxiang Pavilion, so why do you care about my Xiaoxiang?" Museum! Your title of Saintess is nothing more than a false name given by my sect master! In my opinion, you are nothing!"

"That's just in your opinion." Lian Qingcheng smiled at her, as sweet as honey in midsummer.

But it made Qiuye even more frightened.

Seeing Qiuye's reaction, Lian Qingcheng felt ashamed, he would do whatever he had the guts to do, people like Qiuye, who dare not bear the consequences even though they have made a decision, are really funny.

Lian Qingcheng pursed his lips, with a smile hidden in the corner of his mouth, "But what you said is true, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is Fenhe's Xiaoxiang Pavilion after all, if I, an outsider, decide the life and death of the people in your pavilion, I will indeed be a bit of a dog. Fen He, I don't know how you want to deal with this matter?"

Fen He looked at Lian Qingcheng's appearance of wanting to laugh but hiding, this woman can always hit the opponent's weakest psychological defense line, and then make this person afraid of her from the bottom of his heart until he can't crawl. Unable to get up, she finally achieved her own goal.

"Take Qiuye down and put him in an ice prison." Fen He said with a cold voice, and finally pointed out a way out for Qiuye, "If you tell the purpose of the sect master, I can let you out, and then I will melt you internal force, send you out of the city."

What Fen He said was not a little false, until Qiu Ye was taken down, she still had some illusions.

A kind-hearted person will not be stubborn.

Lian Qingcheng has been sitting upright all the time, since she handed the autumn leaves to Fenhe, she has already planned not to take care of the affairs of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. She knows that Fenhe has her own way of dealing with it. It will only annoy Fen He.

"Put away that poisonous insect quickly." Fen He sighed, and immediately sat down in the original position.

Lian Qingcheng was startled, then glanced at the little praying mantis in his hand, and laughed, "What poisonous insect?"

Fen He didn't speak, but only looked at the bug.

"This," Lian Qingcheng laughed again, "Do you really believe what I said? I didn't know that I would encounter Qiu Ye when I came here today. How could I prepare poisonous insects in advance? The dyed gadgets I saw at the market a few days ago, I originally wanted to give them to Xiao Si, but I was too busy to give them to her in time, but I didn’t expect it to come in handy today.”

"The saint really deserves to be a saint," Fen He was speechless for a while, and then asked again: "Do you think I did the right thing about Qiuye?"

"There is no right or wrong, just follow your own temperament," Lian Qingcheng looked at the worried look on Fen He's face, and couldn't help reminding: "But I think she must have revealed the purpose of the sect master."

"Why?" Fen He just asked.

Lian Qingcheng saw the doubts on Fen He's face, and immediately said: "Because her purpose must not be because the owner of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is so simple, you didn't find anything wrong with her?"

After thinking about it, Lian Qingcheng smiled to himself again, "That's right, although you have seen countless men in Fenhe, you are not very proficient in love matters. You may not have noticed the corner of the purse in her arms just now. Although it was just a glance, but But it is not difficult to say that it is not a purse for women, and there is a little blood on it. Maybe something happened to the owner of the purse, and her hair is in a bun. Generally, women who have not left the cabinet, how can they put their hair in it? The adornment on her waist, if I read it correctly, is a pair of mandarin ducks that are attached to each other. Therefore, it is likely that her ultimate goal is to go out to Shengcheng and live together with her husband. "

As far as Qiu Ye is concerned, perhaps she is more suitable to be the owner of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, if her mind is not here.

Fen He listened to Lian Qingcheng's analysis, the more she listened, the more sweaty her heart became. If it was true what Lian Qingcheng said, then Qiu Ye had completely eaten Fen He.

Knowing how she handles things, it is certain that she will let him go, and even more that she, Fenhe, will release him from the city.

After a while, someone came to tell Fenhe, "Qiuye can't bear the pain of the ice prison, let me tell the owner, that she is willing to tell everything she knows."

The result of these words was that Qiu Ye, who had just entered the ice prison for less than half an hour, was brought out again.

Lian Qingcheng was about to die of laughter at Qiu Ye's playing hard to get, as the saying goes, do all the tricks, at least hold on for a while longer.

"Go ahead." Because of Lian Qingcheng's reminder, Fen He didn't have a good face when she spoke to Qiu Ye.

Qiu Ye coughed twice, "I don't know the specific reason why the door master did this, but I saw a book on his desk at the time, so I took a few glances, it seemed to be some kind of formation, and this formation, It is to use the blood of those who were poisoned and murdered as a catalyst."

Fen He looked at Lian Qingcheng, before the two of them could do anything, a discordant voice came, "Ah! It hurts, my stomach hurts so much!"

Lian Qingcheng's smile paused, and Fen He's eyes hurriedly turned to Qiu Ye.

Qiu Ye was sweating profusely, covering her stomach with her hands and biting her lips, Shen Yin got up in pain, her face turned pale immediately, Lian Qingcheng understood why Qiu Ye didn't hold on for a while longer.

She was pregnant with a baby in her womb, and she couldn't see her figure, probably two months at most.

Qiu Ye lay on the ground, clutching her stomach, unable to speak a single word, clutching the new grass that had just sprouted on the ground.

"Come on! Come on! Find the doctor quickly! Hurry up!" Fen He shouted loudly.

The backyard of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion suddenly became a mess, shouting mixed with Qiu Ye's crying, which made the anger that had just been relieved become panic and serious in an instant.

But Lian Qingcheng knew that the child might not be able to keep it, and Qiu Ye's body was already covered in blood.

Qiu Ye was carried to her own room, there was a doctor waiting there, Fen He's complexion became more and more ugly.

Lian Qingcheng said in a deep voice: "If you want me to save her, I can..."

The way to save Qiuye's child is actually extremely simple, all it takes is a drop of Lian Qingcheng's blood, that's all.

"No need," Fen He said firmly, "She did it on her own, and she should be punished, otherwise I just follow her heart like this, how will I face those people in the vegetable market in the future. but……"

(End of this chapter)