I pulled Liang Mi and said helplessly: "Can we not irritate her? I don't know how many years have passed since the incident. She is a dead person. Is it useful for you to argue with her? Even if I win the argument for you, what can we do?

What's the benefit? If she becomes angry, wouldn't it be more troublesome?"

"Dead people? Didn't you see that she didn't let Qingyu and Xiaoliang die even if they were dead? Could it be that just letting her go like this..."

Before Liang Mi finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lan Linfeng: "Are you capable of helping them, or are you capable of destroying her? If you can't do anything, don't talk about big principles here. These

We know better than you."

Liang Mi's face turned red and she lowered her head, pulling on Chu Ying's sleeve as if asking for help.

Chu Ying patted Liang Mi on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Xiao Ning and the others have their own methods. We can just watch from the sidelines with peace of mind, but we have to remember not to cause trouble."

Liang Mi sighed: "I just feel a little unworthy of Qingyu and Xiaoliang. What did they do wrong?"

"Their fault is that they shouldn't be together!" Xiao Ting's face turned dark, and she looked at Liang Mi with cold eyes: "Do you pity them?"

Liang Mi trembled when she saw her, her legs weakened and she took a few steps back, never daring to look at Xiao Ting's appearance again.

"That's enough. I'm not interested in your love-hate entanglement. You can sing a one-man show here as long as you want. I just want to know what you plan to do with us?" Lan Linfeng blocked Xiao Ting's sight.

He said with cold eyes.

"Oh? To you?" Xiao Ting glanced around Lan Linfeng and said in deep thought: "In comparison, you are indeed much better and more handsome than Xiaoliang. Why don't you just stay with me?

Already."

As she said that, Xiao Ting's eyes turned around me: "As for your friend, for your sake, I won't hold her responsible for letting the little bitch Yin Jing go, and just let her stay reluctantly.

Let’s be Qingyu’s companion.”

"Hey?" I couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Do you think you're going to let us go?"

Xiao Ting giggled, and effortlessly lifted Xiaoliang up in her arms, looking at us with serious eyes: "Let go? These two words do not appear in my dictionary!"

"Ha~" Lan Linfeng followed and laughed: "Ning, it seems that this guy doesn't want to be in conflict with us."

"Then destroy her." I smiled lightly and slowly approached Xiao Ting.

"You think you can defeat me, but here I am..." Xiao Ting didn't finish her arrogant words. She looked at the dagger inserted in her chest in disbelief, and looked at the man in her arms.

Person: "Why..."

Xiaoliang's expression remained unchanged, but there seemed to be a glint in his eyes: "Let go...!" He sighed inaudibly.

Xiao Ting didn't seem to hear it. She raised her hand and threw Xiaoliang out like a rag doll. She looked at me sinisterly: "It's you, isn't it? There is your breath on the dagger. It was you who gave it to me."

His dagger!? When have you ever been close to him!?"

I chuckled: "Do I need to get close to him? I just need to control him."

"This is impossible!" Xiao Ting covered her chest hysterically, where black energy was constantly coming out: "The ancestors' fragmentary scrolls said that no one can drive the soul of the master who has been controlled. This is impossible.

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Chapter completed!