Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

These words really have great lethality. No wonder she would want Lin xian'er to die so much later that she would not hesitate to fight Lin xian'er at the wedding.

So, so

The cold wind suddenly covers the chest, and the heart aches violently, unable to breathe. What's the poison? Nangong Beibei?

I don't care who you are, but I just want to be the only one in your heart. Since that man has died, I will sweep away all the dust deposited in your heart.

I want to be the one in your heart!

Leng Feng closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the color in his eyes had already returned to normal. Leng Feng gave a cold smile and hit the nail on the head: "when you say this to me, you just want me and Beibei to turn against each other. Even if I'm a double, you're not as good as a double."

The words are fierce, but it infuriates Bai Chen. He clenches the silver needles in his hand and raises his sleeve. All the silver needles are forced to fly towards the cold wind.

Leng Feng grabbed the quilt on his body and began to dance wildly. All the silver needles were knocked off by him. He threw the quilt on the ground and hummed: "you are not my opponent."

Excited by the cold wind's words, Bai Chen's face was a little ugly, but he still insisted: "you are still injured, I disdain to fight with you. If you have an accident, su er will not forgive me."

"Is it?"

The voice of the cold wind is very cold.

Even if he is not injured, white dust will not be his opponent!

The words that should be said, Bai Chen has already told Lengfeng, and he doesn't need to stay here any longer. He throws the prepared medicine to Lengfeng, and his tone is cold: "apply it yourself."

Cold but did not take over, as long as alive, this pain, what?

Inside the room, the charcoal fire warms up. Bai Chen pushes the door and walks into Nangong Beibei's room. She is still sleeping. Although her beautiful face is not in the usual color, it is also the most beautiful.

Bai Chen reaches out and holds Nangong Beibei's hand. Her hand is very cold. After a while, he can wrap all her hands. Her voice is not audible: "su'er, I know you will never notice me, but I still don't want to let go, su'er..."

Originally thought, forget worry grass can let her forget all the past, but she still think of the things before, even if not completely.

Even if fengnicran is dead, there is still another person around her who is the same as fengnicran.

He wanted to ask her.

Su'er, what's the point of fengni dye?

Why do you and Lin xian'er resist the wind, but they are as happy as moths to the fire?

……

The capital of Liuguo, the residence of marquis Lin Qing.

In the courtyard, the wisteria flowers, which were full of vitality, had already been torn down. There were no more colorful flowers. The ancient trees in the courtyard were withered, but the snow in the courtyard was piled up. No one dared to clean them. Thirteen nights I saw a kind of closed door.

A long sigh, eyes faint sadness, left the sword in hand, picked up the broom, sweeping the snow in the courtyard.

I still remember that when she was young, she also looked like a snowy day. She begged her servant girl to build a snowman in the yard. She had a naive smile on her face. What she said to her mother-in-law is still remembered in the 13th night.

She said: "the color of the snow is so beautiful, I really like it. I want to make some snowmen and pile my parents out too..."

It was naive at that time, but now, it's time

"Who?"

Courtyard, but suddenly sounded a cold voice, low, but also with a trace of Yin cold.

Thirteen nights sipped the corners of his lips, stopped his movements, and said faintly: "group leader, it's me. Thirteen nights, it's snowing outside. I'll take a broom to sweep... "

"Don't disturb me to have a rest. Leave me as soon as possible, or I'll let people make you like me." Lin xian'er's voice was cold and fierce, but there was a trace of fear.

Now, she has become such a ghost, those people, as long as they hear her talk, are afraid, no one dare to come near her.

People do not people, ghosts do not live, even her own, it is a kind of suffering!

"Do you want to see the snow outside?" Thirteen nights will not be affected by Lin xian'er's words. For thirteen nights, no matter what Lin xian'er has become, she is still her and has never changed.

There was no sound in the thirteen night *, and Lin Xianer, who had been made into a closed door, laughed at himself.

Look at the snow?

How to see, or let others see her jokes?

"Get out of here now." Lin xian'er scolded coldly. She only felt uncomfortable, suffering, and the pain of the endless abyss!!

Thirteen night put down the broom in his hand, and did not dare to disturb Lin xian'er. However, he did not leave immediately, but leaned against the stone table in the courtyard.

Eyes are closely watching, that was tightly closed the door, eyes, but flashed a trace of firm!

Xian'er, don't worry, I won't let those who hurt you go unpunished. You wait for me, waiting for me to bring Lengfeng and Nangong Beibei's head to see you!

The people sent out were killed in the direction north of Southern Xinjiang, with countless deaths and injuries, but the number is large. No matter how severe Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng are, they can't be unharmed!

Therefore, they are very likely to stay in a village to recover. However, what he has to do now is to search the whereabouts of Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng, kill them and raise their ashes!

……

The capital of Southern Xinjiang.

In the magnificent palace, LAN Mu is reading the memorial, and a dark guard is reporting the news of Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng to him.

"Waste, have already chased the foot of that snow mountain, didn't you stop them?" Blue Mu mercilessly those Memorial on the tabletop, smash to dark Wei.

Some, fell on the body of dark Wei, some, but hit the head of dark Wei, however, dark Wei did not dare to say a word, the head of low pressure.

"Lord, the signs of those people's death are the same as those found in the dungeon. The man beside Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng is a..." at the end of the day, the dark guard did not dare to say any more. He was obviously afraid.

Blue Mu but frowned, the tone is heavy, but show again cold Li: "is what?"

"It's like a ghost crawling out of a grave, killing people without blinking an eye, even leaving no bones." Dark Wei's tone, had obviously trembled.

Is really afraid!!

Ghost?

Take Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng to Dayan. Is it a charm? The charm refined by fierce ghosts?