Versatile Mage

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"Xin Xia sister, do you have a way to wake up my sister for a while, as long as it is enough for a while." Ling Ling said.

"Yes, but to make her conscious, the speed of her life will be accelerated." Xin Xia said.

"There is no other way." Ling Ling said.

"Lingling, what are you going to do?" Mo Fan did not know what the spirit had brought out the killer, but from the state of Lingling, it should have returned to the usual wisdom.

"The trial will be traitorous, and the information of many trials will be intercepted. Since the sister was killed because of the cold princes, their real purpose is not to let the sister die, but to prevent the cold lord. The information was passed back to the trial headquarters." Ling Ling said.

Mo Fan’s eyes lit up and felt that the analysis of Ling Ling was quite reasonable.

Yes, they kill the cold, isn’t it because Leng Qing masters the important information of the cold lord?

Then the killer is going to kill, the person who knows the intelligence and the person who wants to pass it out.

"Sister, although she is unclear, can't explain the specific information to us, but it doesn't matter. Let's just let the sister tell the Lingyin trial personally. She entrusts us to send this information back to the Lingyin Trial. Then the killer will definitely Come to us, at the same time, we have to make good use of that traitor." Lingling said.

Xin Xia understood the meaning of Ling Ling, so he continued to sing the sound of blessing, so that Leng Qing recovered a little bit of wisdom, and Xin Xia also used the spiritual magic to tell Lv Qing how to do it.

It’s quite difficult to feel the cold and weak, and she is very difficult to breathe. She is very hard to send a magic code to the Lingyin Temple trial that only the presiding judge knows...

Leng Qing completed all of this, Mo Fan immediately found that the black flower petals on his palm were two fewer. Just for a while, the vitality of Leng Qing flew so much.

"Leng Qingshi sister, you can rest assured that we will save you. The important information that you have worked hard will never be buried. The black church forces dare to step into our country and must be unrelentingly removed! "Mofan's hatred of the Black Holy See is naturally the ultimate."

<> It’s hard to drive away a saran. How could it be more than a cold lord? There are really enough people to die in the ancient capital, and such tragedies can’t happen anymore!

Leng Qing looked at Mo Fan, his eyes closed and a drop of black tears slipped from her eyes.

The struggle between the trial and the Black Holy See has always been a passive state of judgment. Too many people are afraid of the Black Holy See, fearing their revenge, and even more afraid of their heart and soul. The more they are, the more they can't back down!

Leng Qing has seen too many colleagues who died while fighting with the Black Holy See. He also saw too many people persecuted by the Black Holy See. Every time they saw the grief and crying of the relatives of the persecuted, she told me in my heart. This is definitely the last one...

However, the deceased is still increasing, and the injured have not been reduced. The predecessors of the trial told themselves that if they still want to bite the Black Holy See and refuse to let go, she will end up in the same way. One person plays a role in front of the big Black Holy See, but one person is for a family. Almost all.

Is that really the case?

The power of a person is insignificant, so it is time to let more innocent families become lost, live on the streets, immerse in grief, live in the darkness?

Leng Qing can't be indifferent. Every one of the dead and grief-stricken families will have more guilt in her heart. When the guilt has accumulated enough, she will not feel her death in exchange for a cardinal. The intelligence is nothing to be worth it.

However, the spiritual age is still so small... I made such a decision, sneaked into the depths of the Black Holy See, and relieved myself of the deep guilt, and I was worthy of the identity of the members of the trial, and the relatives of those who were destroyed, but All the wounds were left to the soul to bear.

She will hate herself very much, just like the stupid decision to hate their father.

Tightly closed my eyes, in this short time of consciousness, Leng Qing thought a lot, like the long illusion before death, from birth to the present, all the things I remember, all the things I forgot, all Come to mind!

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There are countless colored spotlights shining around the blue pool, which makes the water surface extraordinarily beautiful.

In the villa next to the pool, a person hanging outside the window sill swayed against the wind, his neck tied to a thick hemp rope, the entire face had turned cyan, and the eyes were protruding upwards.

"I actually brought in a presiding judge, hey, almost broke my big things, incompetent things, and put him on for a few more days!" In the room, the purple-eyed teenager looked at the window sill in disgust and looked at the swaying The body.

"Leng Jue adults, letter from there." The beautiful woman wearing a deep purple long-flowered cheongsam came over and said with a smile.

"I know."

The teenager went to another room. After less than five minutes, he walked out with a calm face and picked up the fruit knife on the table. He slammed the shaking meat target on the window sill. In the past, the fruit knife was deeply inserted into it, and no blood had flowed out. There were many such knife edges on the body.

"The guy who is unfavorable to the job, even told me that the person has already killed. Since she killed, how did she return to Lingyin in the name of the presiding judge!" Cold screamed fiercely.

"Things are not yet irreparable. This kind of thing is left to the singer to do it. He is still very good."

"Oh, I hope he will not let me down again this time. My tolerance for waste is very low and low!"

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The cheongsam woman put the fruit down and slowly walked to the edge of the pool. She took off all the clothes on her body, revealing a fullness of milky skin, and planted it into some cold water.

After a round of laps, she licked her wet hair and pointed to the darkness in the corner: "You will never have to watch it all night. You can hear it if you are cold, you still have to do what you should do." thing?"

"I am just very surprised. Why did Leng Qing not die? In fact, no one can survive from the darkness." In the darkness, a tall figure slowly emerged.

"The person who sent a letter to Lv Qing called Mo Fan, and Sarah also ate a lot of losses on this kid's hand. If you can kill him, the cold lord will look at you with amazement..." said the beautiful woman.

"I have made a move with him. It seems that nothing special."