Coming of the Villain Boss!

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"I'll let you go." Ling Yan sighed for a while.

She is coming by herself.

Do you blame Lao Tzu?

Ok...blame him.

Ling Yan was taken aback by his own thoughts, and there was a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes. Why did he have such an idea for a strategy target?

There is...

calm down.

It must be something wrong with this body.

That's right.

"So you mean, I was killed by you, should I deserve it?" Mingshu's fingertips climbed up his fingers, slowly holding his whole hand.

Obviously there is no temperature, but Lingyan feels like a hot potato at this time, "I don't mean that."

He said slightly, "Why don't you go?"

Mingshu let him go, stroked his hair, and looked across the mountain breeze, and fell into the distance, "I want to beat you."

Lingyan: "..."

He stared at Ming Shu's chest and suddenly reached out to hug her, his voice mixed with the soft color he didn't notice, "Does it hurt?"

"Okay."

Ling Yan opened his mouth and tried to apologize, but eventually swallowed back the three words of sorry.

"Sometimes I am out of control and I never thought of hurting you."

It took a long time for Lingyan to say such a word.

Whether it was the time he hacked her with a sword, or the time he killed her later.

"Oh."

She also thought that Lingyan killed herself at first, but then it was wrong to think about it. Lingyan was very wrong at the time.

Later, King Yan called her and asked her to look at Lingyan, and she could almost be sure that Lingyan was definitely sick at the time and was cured.

Ling Yan did not continue to explain, but whispered in her ear: "Ange, I want you."

Mingshu seemed to have no thoughts of getting Ling Yan, and sighed, "Your taste is really unique in the wilderness and wilderness, we are different, we are not a world, bye."

Lingyan: "..."

I don’t mean that.

What does she think about all day?

Mingshu broke free from his arms and floated a few meters away, "Ling Yan, do you want to chase me?"

Ling Yan pondered for a while, and answered honestly, "Think."

I don't want to chase you, what I do with you, I also have a mission!

Mingshu smiled and his eyes were soft and gentle. "Very well, then come after me."

At the end of the speech, she drifted towards the front, and the kung fu disappeared.

Ling Yan: "..." Ha ha.

Exhausted.

Why language can be so profound.

The chase I said was not this chase! !

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Lingyan has caught up with Mingshu and is already in a village. Mingshu was sitting on a small bridge outside the village, nibbling on the pig's trotters, and a lifeless woman was entering the village through the small bridge.

"Old Li's."

Someone was washing clothes under the small bridge and shouted toward the bridge.

The woman didn't seem to hear it, and she walked forward with her soul alone. It looked like a marionette.

After the woman passes, the following talents are discussed.

"It is also a sin, the husband is dead, and now the son is still like this."

"Isn't it? I don't know if it's hitting evil spirits. I heard that she went to the county today to ask the Master. It seems that she didn't."

"Huh, retribution chant. The village chief said, he can't go over there, his man doesn't believe in evil, he has to go. Now he's retaliated, but don't hurt our village."

"You have a crow mouth, don't know what to say."

From the conversations of these people, Mingshu knew that it was Daqin Village. Most of the people in the village had the surname Qin, and there were several households with the surname Li.

Not long ago, her man died, and now her son has become unrecognized by six relatives, madness, squatting in the dark when not mad, biting people when he is mad.

The destination of Lingyan seems to be the place that these villagers say cannot go behind the mountain.

Lingyan led the way ahead, drifting across the mountain, and across from the mountains, there was no people.

But when drifting across a mountain, Mingshu suddenly saw a village-like building not far away. Unfortunately, the village looked deserted for many years, and he could only barely see that there was a village here.

Lingyan went around behind the village, and there was a building like a stone temple in the back. If it wasn’t corrupted badly, the stone temple should be magnificent.

But the things in the temple have been smashed, and it looks like it has just been smashed.

Ling Yan's face was ugly. He floated into the stone temple. There should be an idol in the temple. Unfortunately, the idol was also smashed. Mingshu carefully recognized it and did not recognize what idol was.

In the middle of the stone temple, there is a pit with a coffin, the coffin cover has been lifted.

You can vaguely see someone inside, either a decaying corpse or a man with all his limbs, wearing a fiery wedding dress and placed in a coffin.

Ming Shu looked closely, his face suddenly changed.

She touched her face, how did MMP I lie here, no, why did the original owner lie here?

Ling Yan looked back at her with an unclear tone, "Scared?"

Mingshu lowered his hand and smiled calmly, "It's not like I look a bit like, what's so scaring."

"this is you."

Ling Yan's words made Ming Shu's mouth twitch.

Very good, my body.

Anyway, the theater of suspense, normal, no surprise.

Mingshu remained calm, "Oh, what am I doing here?"

Looking at the style of this wedding dress, she must have been dead for thousands of years, right?

The original owner didn't seem to remember much about her life. She only remembered that she had spent a long time in the prefecture.

I'm a little curious about how to keep the body from decay. Is there any treasure? Can you sell money for snacks?

"Guard me." Ling Yan suddenly smiled.

Ming Shu tilted his head and his eyes were clear.

Ling Yan looked at the people in the coffin. After a moment, Ling Yan reached out to Mingshu. Mingshu thought about it and put his hand away.

Ling Yan led her into the coffin. The two looked at the man in the coffin at the same time. They looked at a face like themselves lying in the coffin. Mingshu was still a little awkward.

How do you feel like condolences yourself?

"The spirit refers to the witch in the Western Chu Kingdom and the main priest, so it is also called the priest."

The spirit of Lingyan's whole body seemed to fade away, and he became a cold and snowy priest high above.

There is no complex and filthy gas, only the purest spirit of the snowy mountain.

Mingshu's mind moved slightly, that's why she could recognize him at a glance, and there was always such a breath on him occasionally.

She has never seen such a pure breath on any person or thing.

Too pure, very attractive... very attractive to her.

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[The background here is aerial, the author made up blindly according to the plot, don’t find fault]

Every time I see someone saying that Jiu Shao and Ming Shu are cold-blooded, because Jiu Shao or Ming Shu is not worthwhile, I really want to be disappointed.

Their feelings are cyclical.

Just like a blank sheet of paper, they need to do it themselves to fill up.

Instead of a graffiti-colored card, take it out and copy it, saying it is more love than Jin, and life and death follow.

Sorry, this book is not of that type. (PS. I haven’t said that I won’t write that type in the future. In case one day I will write it in my brain. After all, I also have a girl’s heart.)

In fact, as of writing here, Jiu Shao's feelings have become clearer.

There will be a lot of progress in this plane, smile~