Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Fortunately, my martial arts are superior to you. If not, would I have died in front of you now? If I die in front of you, does everyone not know what you have and think you are a Tang? But don't forget, there are also Huangying. Do you want to kill Huangying? However, you have a biggest enemy. Do you know who it is? That is yourself. You always know that you are not a Tang. Can you give up yourself? Are you going to kill yourself? "

Yan Zhiqiu's words reveal Bo Leng, and his words are also true.

Just when a Tang wants to refute, Yan Zhiqiu's long sword stabs directly at her, and a Tang falls directly on the ground.

The scarlet blood gurgles out. Yan Zhiqiu wipes the blood on his sword, puts down the candlestick and turns to leave.

How to come, how to leave.

Looking at Yan Zhiqiu's back, Leng Nianqing takes a look at the Tang that falls on the ground. He purses his lips and walks in directly. He finds a quilt to wrap a Tang and takes it away.

Those who are reborn after death can only destroy everything and be used by her!

There is sunlight towards a Tang's face shot over, wine in her white face.

A Tang frowned and woke up leisurely. What she saw was the white Luozhang and the surrounding furnishings, which were unfamiliar to her.

There is no mirror in this room.

She touched her cheek and found that the wrinkled meat was still imprinted on her face, but there was no skin around her for a long time.

She a Tang... No, should not be called a Tang, she Qinxiang how to live like this?

Ugly, she was killed by Yan Zhiqiu in the end. She just wanted to live well, but what was the result?

He didn't want to be harmed by the fire at all, but what can he do?

She can only change that face to her own face, in order to achieve the purpose of seeing people again, but Yan Zhiqiu is crowding her out everywhere.

She is also very clear, if you do not kill Yan Zhiqiu, then everything can not end, she must kill Yan Zhiqiu.

But unexpectedly, in front of Yan Zhiqiu, she is so small.

"A Tang, you are already like this. Where do you want to get out of bed? Don't you have a rest to recover your body?" A girl voice pulled a Tang's thoughts back. She looked back and saw Leng Nianqing walking towards her in a white gauze skirt.

She remembers that Huang Ying and the girls in CAI diexuan called her Leng girl, but they didn't know her name. Even last time, master Jiang threw three hundred thousand taels of gold for her.

Master Jiang

At the thought of master Jiang, Qinxiang felt sad.

Yes, her identity has been revealed, and since this cold girl can find her, then she must have known her identity, or what kind of a Tang? What is not, what is not, she is Qinxiang, she disfigured, she is a toad.

"You know everything already, don't you?"

Qinxiang coldly smile, smile is some self mockery indifference, but because of her disfigurement, when she smile, the meat on her face is very ferocious.

"I don't know your identity, but you were taken away by that man, and then you fell into a pool of blood. I heard your arguments. I don't understand what happened to you in the past, and I'm not interested in your past, but one thing I can make clear is that people who are reborn after death are most likely to make great things, aren't they? "

Cold read clear hook lip angle, toward a Tang asked voice.

For Leng Nianqing, what she thinks is the identity of a Tang. Because their quarrel is a quarrel, she still doesn't understand some things. For example, Yan Zhiqiu seems to have called out the most real name before a Tang.

But she didn't hear it. She didn't worry about it. Anyway, now a Tang is on her side. If there's anything I don't understand, I'll just ask a Tang.

"Life after death is the easiest thing to do?" A Tang doubts, she remembers that she was stabbed by Yan Zhiqiu. Is it difficult that she hasn't died yet?

But if he died, he would not appear here and continue to talk.

After a while, Qinxiang had already pursed her lips.

"Yes." Leng Nianqing answered with a pause and said, "since you have already called yizhitang, your future name will be yizhitang. Now that I have brought you out from there, you are my person. In the future, you will work for me. I didn't get your face back, I'm afraid that the fire that Yan Zhiqiu put has already become ashes. It doesn't matter if you don't have a face. What I want is for you to wear a mask. What I want is for you to be the most powerful knife. "

"You want me to be your killing tool?"

One is sipping its lips, the other is

She likes the name very much, so when Leng Nianqing said this sentence, yizhitang didn't object to it, but after hearing what Leng Nianqing said, yizhitang was indifferent and contemptuous.

Know that God will not let her leave easily, but also won't let her be saved easily by others, just like at the moment.

Lengnianqing tells her the most direct request.

"Why, don't you?" Leng Nianqing looks at a Tang's attitude at the moment, but she laughs softly. A Tang's smile is contemptuous, but Leng Nianqing's smile is incomparably weak. Immediately, she says in a Tang's gaze: "but you don't want to, and there's no way. I've worked hard to save you from there, It's not to say that I just want to keep you around, but I like to do things like this. How can I bring you, then how can I send you away. Because of Yan Zhiqiu, you killed master Jiang. Now you are a wanted fugitive. Are you sure you want me to send you back? "

Leng Nianqing's cold smile, before she was not a good person, but now, she is not a Bodhisattva heart, she will not easily help others.

If he is saved, Leng Nianqing will not give up until he finds back his efforts.