Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

If you can't find a witch doctor for help, I'm afraid it won't last long. At the moment, the witch doctor in southern Xinjiang is in front of you. How can Lin Qinghou let him go?

Liu Qingxuan slowly took back his hand and stood with his back. The whole person was indifferent and alienated. Between his eyebrows, there was a pride that could not be ignored.

"Where are the people?" Liu Qingxuan's eyes swept Lin Qinghou coldly, with a low tone.

Even if the other party is a dignitary official in the Central Plains, what?

This is southern Xinjiang, their territory!

"Please follow me." Lin Qinghou made a "please" action, modest and polite, not respectful, he only has such a daughter.

I don't want her to die!

Liu Qingxuan took a few steps, but stopped again. He stopped at the door of the tent and glanced at Nangong Beibei: "that's the person we want in southern Xinjiang. You'd better not play any tricks."

Words, but also with a cold warning, can not be ignored!

"Yes, definitely, definitely. Please come in and see my daughter first." Lin Qinghou nodded and made a pandering move towards Liu Qingxuan.

Since Liu Qingxuan has already started this matter, Hongling and Nangong Beibei shouldn't have entered, but Nangong Beibei can't stand. She doesn't feel happy if she doesn't see Lin xian'er's dying!

However, there is a guard at the door. Even if Lin Qinghou doesn't start her now, his attitude towards her remains unchanged.

Nangong Beibei chuckled and approached Hongling: "it's my enemy. I want to go in and have a look."

"Come with me."

As soon as Hongling said this, Nangong Beibei was already behind Hongling. She was very proud. Although she couldn't kill Lin xian'er herself, she saw that Lin xian'er was suffering because of what she had done. Thinking about it, Nangong Beibei felt relieved!

What's more, we can see Lin xian'er's life is in danger and she is on the verge of death. How can she not be proud?

Under the leadership of Hongling, the guards did not dare to stop them. When they entered the tent, they saw Liu Qingxuan sitting on the edge of the bed, examining Lin xian'er's injuries.

The so-called bed is just made up of a few wooden boards. It's really different for the leaders to come to such an end.

On the corner of Nangong Beibei's lips, he raised a sneer: "I think it's better not to waste your energy. The hairpin hasn't been pulled out for so many days. Now if you do it, I'm afraid you will die."

Nangong Beibei said this on purpose, and her voice was very long. Ancient acupuncture is good, and those Chinese herbal medicines are good, but in the end, they can't compare with modern ones. At that time, she divided the hairpin into meat twice. If Lin xian'er could save it, it would be hell!

As soon as this remark fell, Nangong Beibei was cold eyed by Lin Qinghou and Liu Qingxuan. Lin Qinghou was almost suppressing his anger, while Liu Qingxuan was angry at Nangong Beibei for bullying others!

However, after hearing Nangong Beibei's voice, Lin xian'er felt numb. When she opened her eyes, she saw Nangong Beibei's sarcastic face. Lin xian'er was a little excited: "Dad, take her, I want her..."

"I advise you not to talk. If you are too excited, you will be hurt, but you are yourself. " Nangong Beibei catches up with the others and says this again, sneering at Lin xian'er coldly.

All already like this, still don't give up to want her to die, before harm poison son and wind inverse dye separate, now come again harm her and cold wind, this kind of person, simply is not worth dying!

"Enough, Hongling, take her out for me." Liuqingxuan cold voice, between the eyebrows, but is gathered around a group of anger.

However, the whole process, Lin Qinghou did not speak, but tightly grasp the right hand, it is the blue veins suddenly appear, if not for liuqingxuan and Nangong Beibei have a little relationship, liuqingxuan is also a witch doctor, he would have killed Nangong Beibei!

Nangong Beibei is angry. Seeing that Lin xian'er clearly hates her teeth, but she can't do anything to her, Nangong Beibei is very comfortable.

Out of the tent, Hongling began to teach Nangong Beibei: "in the name of Nanjiang, do you want to stir up the war between Nanjiang and your country?"

"I'm just telling the truth." Nangong Beibei doesn't pay attention to Hongling's words. Although Hongling and liuqingxuan are cold to her, they still need her to lead the way.

The leader of Southern Xinjiang is still waiting for her to go back. For the time being, her identity still has a certain force.

"To tell you the truth, do you think your truth can save your life without me and elder martial brother here? It's better to play less tricks. "

Hongling was very angry at Nangong Beibei's words. She sneered a few times, which was a response to Nangong Beibei's words. But her eyes were full of ridicule, coldness and even contempt.

Inside the tent, Liu Qingxuan continued to check the injury for Lin xian'er, as if Nangong Beibei was just a farce.

"Witch doctor, what happened to my daughter?" Lin Qinghou anxiously asked the voice next to him.

Liu Qingxuan took his eyes away from Lin xian'er and tightly pursed his lips: "I can't live long. I'd better prepare for the future."

The hairpin is as deep as the meat. If it was pulled out at the very beginning and stopped bleeding with medicine, it might still have a ray of life. But now that so many days have passed, the hairpin is surrounded by the meat and grows together. Once it is pulled out, it will surely die!

This words, like a bolt from the blue, made Lin Qinghou pale. Lin xian'er was also inexplicable panic and said: "Dad, I want to... I want to kill... Nangong Beibei, Lengfeng..."

If she can't get it, she will destroy it. Moreover, Nangong Beibei has done her harm like this. How can she let Nangong Beibei get away with it?

Lin Qinghou grasped Lin xian'er's hand, and his eyes showed a sad color: "Dad will fulfill your wish, you can rest assured."

Lin xian'er's hand was tightly wrapped by the palm of Lin Qinghou's hand. It was warm as if she had been sick in her childhood. Unfortunately, this time, it was not as simple as being sick, but it was forever gone.

Liu Qingxuan looks at such a scene, pursed his lips and walked out of the tent, staring at Nangong Beibei fiercely, but his black eyes are full of cold and alienated light.

However, they are ignored by Nangong Beibei. Liu Qingxuan and Hongling have never experienced the pain of losing their son, nor have they been hurt by Lin Xianer. How can they understand her pain?

"You can go, but she will stay." Lin Qinghou's cold, fierce and angry voice suddenly rang in his ear. He pointed his sword at Nangong Beibei.