Qiong Nu Tianxia Hua

After the meal, Nan Qiong felt a little uncomfortable, and Mo Su had something to deal with, so Nan Qiong went back to her room to stay. After taking a sip of tea, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and a wave of nausea. She spat out the tea in her mouth. Nan Qiong sniffed it in disgust and casually called the maid outside. Are you happy?

Just as she turned around, a dark shadow flashed before Nan Qiong's eyes. She had no chance to shout before her mouth and nose were covered. A burst of fragrance penetrated her heart and lungs... When Nan Qiong opened her eyes again, the simple wooden house only had a simple wooden bed and a wooden table, but the fresh breeze carried a faint fragrance of bamboo. Nan Qiong was full of curiosity about this suddenly completely unfamiliar place. Nan Qiong remembered that she was still at Yuan Gan Temple last night, rounding up Feng Sa, and was kidnapped? Nan Qiong was uneasy, could it be Mo Jing? Did you know about her roundup of Feitang Pavilion? At this time, a male voice, like a bell in the breeze, sounded from a window of the wooden house, "Isn't this place nice?" Nan Qiong looked at it, and instantly felt no good feelings at all. The big purple brocade dress was embroidered with a few delicate flowers whose names she didn't know. The coat that was worn to the side obviously didn't match the belt. The only thing that made people feel happy was that end. Who is it

Mo Jing leaned weakly on the chair, more like a sinking whirlpool, sinking deeper and deeper, and his thoughts went deep into the whirlpool. He felt flustered and overwhelmed with sadness. When he heard everything Ge Qian did to Nan Qiong, he felt inexplicable anger welling up. I don't know when he started to care about Nan Qiong's every move... She should no longer be regarded as a puppet.

Nan Qiong, who was breathing unevenly, burst into tears. Mo Su squatted down when he saw this, but there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He wanted to wipe away her tears and prevent her from being sad... But Mo Su still took back his hand that was raised in the air. I still haven't figured out what this feeling is.

Ge Qian casually hung the key on someone's waist, looked in the direction of the back door, and raised a strange arc at the corner of her mouth... Why is it so bad?

Ge Qian was behind Nan Qiong, looking at Nan Qiong's hurried away figure, with a cunning look in her eyes... Is there any conspiracy behind this?

Sometimes, the more inconspicuous a flower is, the more noble a peony will be if you wipe off the dirt!

Why is no one watching?

Bai Ling stopped talking and said sharply: "Then you can be buried with me! In this way, you will be able to listen more, right?" Bai Ling clenched her hands tightly. She struggled with her emotions and gritted her teeth. There was already a strong smell of blood in her mouth. "No matter what you think, don't be soft-hearted. If I go back alive today, there will only be more people buried with me in the future!" Bai Ling is ready to fight Yue Ling. The flying needle in her hand is always ready to pierce Yue Ling's fatal point. This is her only choice now. If she doesn't do it, Yue Ling will die in Ge Qian's hands sooner or later. Bai Ling is fully aware of Ge Qian's insidiousness. Yue Leang closed his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air, finally breathing in the air of this world... Yue Leang turned around and saw Bai Ling with only murderous intent. The only fetter in his heart was gone. The pure and innocent Bai Ling in his heart had passed away and no longer existed. Maybe Bai Ling hasn't changed, she just wants him to suffer unpredictable hardships like that again.

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