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Why is this happening?!

Bloody Mandala's pupils were full of disbelief.

She has already drank all the forty bottles of physical potions given by Qin Lang, and her physical condition is no longer what it used to be. Even if the reincarnation of the number one killer is in front of her, there is no threat.

But, even so, when facing Qin Lang, Bloody Mandala still felt the dominance of being dominated!

Her legs were trembling, and the firmness in her heart and her determination to let Qin Lang see how powerful she was were already shattered to pieces.

Ever since she met Qin Lang, she had been in a situation where she was forced to be beaten and she had never recovered.

After her physical fitness increased dramatically, although it was impossible for her to do any harm to Qin Lang, she was reluctant to do so.

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But in terms of self-confidence, a slight blow is not unavoidable.

The ideal is full, but the reality is skinny.

Another defeat!

You said, why hasn't reincarnation come yet tonight?

Qin Lang was holding something in his hand, he was a little unsure, and he changed his gestures from time to time.

(), holding the pipa half-hiding the face!

Bloody Mandala was so angry that he just finished his work and started thinking about his reincarnation again?

You can’t come. You’ve come here again and again. You already know that you are no match for me. How could you come here to humiliate me?

She turned her head away, yelled unhappily, and pulled the quilt over, exposing Qin Lang's palms to the air.

Qin Lang sighed, that's a pity. Samsara hurt you like that last time. I thought you would kill her directly, but what I didn't expect was that she actually survived in your hands.

I also thought that I could find a chance to show her some color!

What color? White?

Blood Mandala was wrapped in a quilt and muttered unhappily.

Qin Lang sneered and said, what are you talking about? Although I like beautiful women a little bit, I don't want to be honest with them indiscriminately!

I've hurt you like that, but you still don't allow me to be angry and kill her?

Do you want to kill her? Bloody Mandala turned around, her beautiful eyes full of surprise.

She never thought that Qin Lang would really kill Samsara.

After all, when she met Qin Lang before, it was because of hatred, didn't it develop into the current relationship?

What? She is allowed to hurt you, but I am not allowed to kill her? Where in the world can such a logic exist?!

Qin Lang snorted unhappily. If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price!

Bloody Mandala stopped talking, wrapped in a quilt, and stared at Qin Lang's side face. The room was like a battlefield where the sound of artillery fire had just stopped. There was still a smell of gunpowder smoke, but it was exceptionally dignified and solemn.

After a while, the bloody mandala wrapped in the quilt, and I don't know what was going on in my mind, actually opened the quilt for the first time, and helped Qin Lang cover it thoughtfully, and also took the initiative to help tuck it in.

He tucked up the corners of the quilt, as if he was afraid that the bones of Qin Lang's iron-clad body would be frozen.

What grudge do you have with Chen Fan? Why did you break his legs?

The bloody mandala leaned against Qin Lang, slowly getting closer, gradually leaning on his heart, raising his head and murmuring in a low voice.

Qin Lang spoke slowly, talking about some insignificant things, none more so than his encounter with Chen Fan, which was very boring.

But Bloody Mandala listened to it with great interest and never tired of it.

According to what you said, isn't that person named Zhou Hao very unlucky? He was clearly tricked by you and used as a target by you.

Bloody Mandala almost laughed out loud. I have never seen such a wicked person. He was originally plotting against Zhou Hao, but in the end, Chen Fan helped you deal with Zhou Hao. It was just that he didn't gain favor. Instead, he was deprived of both hands.

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Think I'm too scheming? Qin Lang lowered his head and glanced.

Bloody Mandala shook his head quickly, no, this is called cleverness and strategizing! He is indeed my man!

She didn't care whether Zhou Hao was alive or dead, and she wouldn't pity Chen Fan whether his legs were crippled.

All she knew was that her man was not hurt and had benefited from it.

If it were another situation and Qin Lang was injured, then she would have tried her best to kill Chen Fan and torture him to death!

Okay, why do you suddenly talk so much? Go to bed early!

Qin Lang yawned, feeling a little tired. He leaned his head sideways on the bed and narrowed his eyes.

However, Bloody Mandala seemed to be interested. He gently turned Qin Lang's head from one side to his face. Looking at Qin Lang who opened his eyes, he reached out and closed his eyelids. You fell asleep.

What's yours, I'll take care of mine, neither of us will hinder the other!

Oh! Qin Lang responded lightly.

I sneered in my heart.

Oh, woman!

Sure enough, they are all big pig hooves!

When I was doing things, I couldn't stop talking, but when I finished doing things, I talked more than anyone else. No matter how boring the topic was, it seemed to become exciting and interesting at this time. The tireless questioning had endless meanings.

With so much strength, there is no trace of the tone of saying that it can’t be done before?

For several days, Qin Lang stayed in the villa.

During this gap, Su Xiaoxiao finally came back as he wished.

Qin Lang thought that the current Bloody Mandala's temperament had completely changed. He was no longer the cold-blooded one who only knew the top three killers. He originally wanted to introduce the two of them to get to know each other.

But what was unexpected was that these two had already intersected!

Sister Xue! I’ve told you many times, just add a little salt and it will be fine. Add too much and it will be too flavorful and you won’t be able to eat it!

Su Xiaoxiao was in the kitchen, grabbing a bag of refined salt from Blood Mandala's hand, looking at some of the vegetable leaves that had become burnt in the pot, and sighed, why don't you go sit in the restaurant?

I'll bring it over as soon as I'm done!

The bloody mandala was dejected. Amidst Qin Lang's smile, he sat down below, raised his head, and waved his fist hatefully. Why are you laughing? My hands are for killing people, not for cooking.

People have their strengths and weaknesses, it’s normal!

Qin Lang held his chin and nodded with interest. He was not laughing at your inability to cook, but just curious, why did you go into the kitchen and pick up the spatula?

The improvement in physical fitness brought about by the constitution medicine was so great that I was worried that I would not be able to master it, so I thought about slowly adapting to it through some daily chores, and cooking was just one of them.

Blood Mandala said lightly.

What a coincidence, just at this time, Su Xiaoxiao came out with a large bowl of cooked pork rib soup. When he heard this, he asked weirdly, Sister Xue, didn't you hear me say that the young master likes to eat me the most?

Do you want me to teach you how to cook because you have to cook?

Oops!

He was slapped in the face at the speed of light, leaving him no time to think.

The lies and excuses spun by Bloody Mandala were wiped out by Su Xiaoxiao with just one sentence.

Not only did Su Xiaoxiao not have any fear about this, she even blinked at the bloody mandala.

Obviously, she did it on purpose!

What's shocking is that Bloody Mandala not only doesn't hold a grudge against Su Xiaoxiao for slapping her face, but actually doesn't know how to deal with it. She can only roll her eyes and snort coldly,

You are the only one who talks a lot!

Xiaoxiao, do you know that what you said just now could very well cost Xiaoxiao his life?

Even though the woman sitting in front of you is a few years older than you, hundreds of people have died in her hands!

You know, Sister Xue used to be the top three killers, but now she is the number one killer. Is she the leader?

Also, that Chen Fan who was in the orphanage had a problem with you, the young master. That Chen Fan’s senior sister used to be number one on the killer list!

I know all this, Sister Xue told me all!

It’s just that I still don’t know what Sister Xue’s name is?

Su Xiaoxiao placed the pork rib soup on the table, scooped out a bowl with a spoon and handed it to Qin Lang, then scooped out another bowl for the bloody mandala.

Compared to Qin Lang's calmness, Bloody Mandala stood up and took the bowl of pork rib soup.

Just call me Blood Mandala, that's my name.

Bloody Mandala took a sip of the pork rib soup and spoke very lightly.
To be continued...