Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips, but directly bypassed Ji Miaoyu. Her words were so cold. No wonder she would stay here all the time.

No matter what her purpose is, she will not let Ji Miaoyu take away beloved or hurt her.

The reason why I can still keep Ji's witty words is just because of the cold wind.

"Why, if you leave, you can't take it away. In other words, I will take good care of it for you and won't let it suffer losses. Why can't you agree to give me the big white tiger? Besides, I saved your husband's life. Shouldn't you thank me? "

Ji Miaoyu calm brow, quite unhappy.

Although she is in love with the big white tiger, Nangong Beibei is not willing is understandable, but heard them say, Nangong Beibei seems to be going to southern Xinjiang.

Revenge or what, she can't control, but... She also heard Nangong Beibei is not going to take away beloved, since not take away.

It's better to let her take it away. She will also keep the big white tiger well until the end

"That's my friend, Miss Ji. If someone told you to give your friend to her, would you like to?"

Nangong Beibei turns her eyes and looks at her. The eyes have shown Nangong Beibei's attitude to talk with Ji Miaoyu. She must have a good talk.

"But aren't you going? I'm not saying I won't help you take good care of it. Why not? If you don't want to, why don't you give me that little fox as a reward? " On that beautiful face, there was a trace of cunning.

I really want to bring Baihu or Xiaobai from Nangong Beibei, but... Nangong Beibei's attitude is here.

"Miss Ji, I said, those are my friends. I can't give them away. I really appreciate you for saving Lengfeng, and I remember your kindness, but it's definitely not to send my friends to you, even to repay your kindness. Apart from these, what do you want, or what I can't help, I'm willing to help. " Nangong Beibei pursed her lips, which was her attitude.

It's absolutely impossible for her to give those two to Ji Miaoyu.

"But I just like them. What should I do? You can't compete in martial arts, so what do you want? You say, I'll come and trade with you? If you want to get revenge from the king of Southern Xinjiang, how about I help you? " Ji Miaoyu still refuses to give up, and continues to speak to Nangong Beibei.

"Revenge, it must be to do it yourself will be more meaningful, you take a fancy to them, but I don't have the idea to give them to you."

With that, Nangong Beibei turned quickly.

His back is tall and indifferent. No matter how Ji Miaoyu yells at Nangong Beibei behind him, no matter how entangled, Nangong Beibei just ignores them.

……

Outside Liuguo City, the cold wind howls, but Lin xian'er and Lin Qinghou keep shaking on the road, straight to the west, Youming Pavilion.

At night, it is particularly quiet, especially after their appearance, the creatures that were still active suddenly stopped their calls.

No longer sound, the rest, just the bursts of cold wind.

Some passers-by were walking along the road. They thought they were just passing by when they saw Lin xian'er and Lin Qinghou, but they didn't expect that they would be strangled by Lin xian'er the next moment.

"Girl, girl..." the man struggled, some didn't quite understand Lin xian'er's meaning, until he saw her green eyes.

But there was a horror in the bottom of my eyes: "ghost, ghost..."

"Click"

The man's neck was directly twisted, and then, the slender fingers clasped his shoulder, a ray of blue fog from the corner of the man's lips to Lin xian'er's mouth.

Then, Lin xian'er stretched out her slender hands, but walked along the man's heart and dug in directly. Because her body was a little stiff, it was not convenient for Lin xian'er to move her hands.

It took more effort than usual, but it directly dug out the man's heart, with bright red blood around.

The heart has long been with the dissipation of the man's soul and stop, Lin xian'er heart speculation in the hands, but watching carefully.

"Dad, the heart is like this. At that time... Nangong Beibei directly dug out my heart and carved out the shape. Dad, it hurts!"

The green eyes are constantly turning, hate is quite obvious, and Lin Qinghou is looking at it calmly.

Without the slightest touch, he said faintly: "Nangong Beibei's death is not far away..."

They have come out of the poison Valley, where Nangong Beibei's figure is not seen, only the remaining two new graves, which belong to ah Ling and Liu Yi.

At that time, they were heartbroken by thirteen nights, but their resentment was not as strong as hers. They had already gone through reincarnation

And she, at the beginning, the resentment kept pounding in her heart. At that time, she just wanted to take revenge, to find Nangong Beibei to take revenge.

I never thought about entering reincarnation again. The hatred in my heart became bigger and bigger. Finally, she began to take shape

Later I found out that her father, Lin Qinghou, was the same as her, but they couldn't get out of the room until... LAN Mu led them out with the soul charm.

From fierce ghost to evil spirit, no one can bear the tearing pain, but they have been able to survive, because of the strong hatred in their hearts.

They want to take revenge on Nangong Beibei... Therefore, they still have that consciousness, so they won't forget everything, just remember it.

Remember, to find Nangong Beibei revenge!

"The dead heart is not fresh. If you want to find it, you have to find the living one. Don't be afraid. Now no one in the world can hurt us."

From the time they left Southern Xinjiang and set foot on the road of revenge again, LAN Mu told them that the charm never died, never died, never hurt. Nangong Beina, they have nothing to do.

So

Now is the time for them to take revenge on Nangong Beibei!

"Good." Lin xian'er put a smile on her face. It was a pretty face, but... Her green eyes were frightening.

Immediately, Lin xian'er directly lost her heart, but the passer-by who had his heart cut out was empty.

The rest is the slightly ferocious face.

Nangong Beibei,

I, Lin xian'er, live in such a way that I will never let you live