Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

However, the next sentence of Lengfeng surprised Jialan. Lengfeng said "thank you". This is a scene that Jialan did not expect.

"No, you don't have any grudge with me."

Jialan light voice, the face that is not the slightest look, especially his eyes, light ran, not as sharp as before.

There is no sadness, in short, a little empty.

But this time, Leng Feng did not answer.

White dust behind them, a thoughtful look.

……

Two teams are most surprised to learn that the seven killers have been killed. One is ouyangyue's past people, and the other is ruomeng. You know, the seven killers have always been a famous gang in the Jianghu, but now they have been killed. The seven killers are dead, and the meridians of the river are broken.

The whole seven kill door, the wounds on their bodies are the same, for the neck.

And their expression, without the slightest pleasure, it can be seen that the person who killed them was a very good at using the sword, and the action was very fast.

But who in the end can make the famous Seven kill gate in the river's Lake disappear?

If dream is a hundred think not its solution, but even if dream doubt, but also can't find out the result, seven kill door up and down, no one alive, no insider.

However, those people sent by Ouyang Yue, who have been looking for the seven kill gate, have not seen Jialan, Lengfeng and Baichen.

That is to say, all the people were killed by the three of them, and their whereabouts are unknown now. The only possibility is to go to Xichu.

But there is also a possibility that the three of them will lose both sides when they fight with the seven kill gate, but the first one is the most likely.

Soon, the ghost will let people follow the west hill, and at the same time, the flying pigeon will send a message to Ouyang Yue to be careful. After all, Jialan is very familiar with the west hill.

With the cold wind, white dust, even if they are not Ouyang Yue's opponents, they can disturb Xiqiu. They must be on guard.

However, when Ouyang Yue saw the news, she didn't pay attention to it.

At the moment, she was leaning on the concubine's couch, her eyes and eyebrows half closed, but her expression was very carefree. This did not affect her mood.

Even now Jialan and Lengfeng appear in front of her, she has nothing to be afraid of. However, since they have all come out, some things really need to be done well.

For example: Nangong Beibei.

It's a good thing that the cold wind can come out. How can we not tell Nangong Beibei?

"Come on, announce Nangong Beibei to me."

Ouyang Yue gently stroked the corner of her sleeve, but between her eyebrows, there was a light smile. It was just that her eyes were cold and deep.

Nangong Beibei will arrive soon. She can't refuse Ouyang Yue's sending palace people to call her.

Nangong Beibei, who appeared in front of Ouyang Yue, did not salute. Naturally, she had nothing to say to Ouyang Yue, but her eyes were as deep as a torch.

"I know you want me to die now."

Ouyangyue gets up and walks slowly to Nangong Beibei. However, she sees her stubborn face, and her lips evoke a cold smile.

Indeed, Ouyang month to Nangong Beibei's mind to see very thoroughly, she really want Ouyang month to die.

After all, disasters remain in the world and only harm others. In this case, why not die early and live early?

"What do you want to say when you come to me?"

Nangong Beibei is indifferent to the corners of her lips. Ouyang Yue's purpose to find her is not just to see one side.

"I don't need my hand, the cold wind has come out, but..."

"What do you want to say?"

Ouyang Yue intentionally lengthens her voice. On her thin lips, she smiles like a smile. This kind of smile seems to make Nangong Beibei feel a little scared.

Her martial arts are not as good as Ouyang Yue, and Leng Feng can't beat her.

"Now it's not whether I can save him or not, but whether I can let him go. Nangong Beibei, do you understand what I said?"

Ouyang Yue's eyes, along with her smile began to spread, the eyes inside the condensation of the smile, but it is incomparably cold.

Nangong Beibei suddenly realized that there was a sentence that was really right, and it was hard to predict.

"Ouyang Yue, if you do such a mean thing, one day you will be struck by thunder, and heaven will not let you go!"

Nangong Beibei clenched her silver teeth, and she was really very angry. If not, she would never have said such a thing. It can be seen that she was really very angry.

Compared with Nangong Beibei's anxiety, Ouyang Yue's words are not urgent. She said slowly: "God let me go or not. That's my business. You should do your work well first. Don't forget that you are not alone at the moment."

Ouyang Yue lengthened her tone, and her tone began to become cold, but extremely lengthy.

At the moment, it's easy to threaten Nangong Beibei.

By all means?

For their own purposes and achievements, whatever means?

At the moment, Nangong Beibei is the most powerless. She nods and agrees. Is there any other way out? But there was no way back, and she never realized that the road of life would be so difficult.

She suddenly wanted to go back, wanted to

In this strange world, she is really tired.

……

The heart has thought, Jialan is leading the way again, the cold wind they arrive at the west hill, the time is very fast, almost without the slightest hesitation.

However, at the foot of the west hill, Kalan suddenly stopped.

He looked up at the sky, but somewhat at a loss.

Lengfeng didn't open her mouth to urge Jialan, because Lengfeng knew that Jialan would be so sentimental, but once, Jialan took Ouyang Yue as the only one.

It's very painful to be abandoned by the one you love.

Feel the same, so incomparably clear.

After a moment's silence, Jialan stepped forward and said, "let's go."

Ouyang Yue didn't value her past feelings, so why did he value them? Didn't you come back for a question?

Now, South Xinjiang.

Qiushui looks at the man in black standing in front of him, but his eyes are full of pain.

Before I saw unintentionally wearing white clothes most, but now, he is often black, the thin lips, the black eyes, just like the ink.

A Nangong Beibei has a deep influence on him.

And inadvertently turned back, inadvertently nodded respectfully, but it is like a sharp knife, directly inserted in the heart of Qiushui.

I still remember that day, after talking with Liu Qingxuan, she asked him, "if you don't want to stay in southern Xinjiang, will you?"