"What you hate is the people around you..."

She suddenly realized, and understood something.

"They said, do you hit someone, right..."

His eyes drooped slightly and fell on his right calf.

"Is this what they beat?"

"They aren't much better than me?"

Bu Shenglian sneered, unable to suppress her ruthlessness.

"Twenty-three lives, it's worth it if I'm half a leg!"

Twenty-three lives?

Ling Luoyu sighed lightly!

She could feel the hatred in his bones.

"Why do they treat you like this?"

"Because I killed someone!"

“…”

"Kill them because they all deserve to die."

Bu Shenglian shook her head suddenly, as if she wanted to forget the past.

But the heart-wrenching pain faded out from the foundation of his eyes, Ling Luoyu could feel the heart-wrenching pain.

"I don't know what's going on with you, but I can feel that everything you do makes you worse than death. If you kill them, you are not happy, but deeper guilt!"

Bu Shenglian didn't say anything, but just closed her eyes in pain and shook her head.

In the past, saying once is equivalent to revealing his scar once.

The scar is revealed, and he is the one who hurts.

"You are here to talk to me, aren't you?"

I haven't had a normal conversation with people for a long time, and Bu Shenglian didn't know what was going on with her, so why did she talk to a stranger so much.

Perhaps, her aura is more in line with her.

"Do you know the Qingshuitai?"

Ling Luoyu was not polite either, and went straight in with one shot.

"Qingshuitai?" Bu Shenglian couldn't help but shake and sat up suddenly.

This topic is more shocking than what she said before.

He looked at Ling Luoyu again: "What do you mean by Qingshuitai...? What does Qingshuitai mean?"

She saw a hint of alertness.

This is a bit inconsistent with the information she knows!

——Didn’t he tell others about Qingshuitai’s story, and no one believes it?

Now, why did you personally deny it?

"Bu Shenglian, in the world, besides the Qingshuitai practiced by the God Master, is there another Qingshuitai in the world?" Ling Luoyu smiled calmly without any haste.

He denies it, meaning he doesn't want to say it.

Since she doesn't want to say it, she can't be too anxious.

"I don't know what you're talking about?"

Bu Shenglian suddenly stood up, grabbed the crutch beside the wall, and staggered up.

"Sorry, Len Rang, now is lunch time, I am counting on this meal this day..."

Ling Luoyu did not chase him, but watched him leave leisurely.

"Bu Shenglian, if you think of anything, go to the largest inn in the city to find me, and I'll be waiting for you there!"

Bu Shenglian paused, and eventually disappeared into the crowd.

Ling Luoyu left a mark, found an inn, and booked four rooms.

After noon, Zhou Yan took the lead in coming back.

He and Ling Luoyu discussed the matter about Bu Shenglian. Before he finished speaking, Ding Temple also followed the mark.

After two incense sticks, Feng Chenglin entered the door in a hurry.

"How are you? Is there any result?"

Before Feng Chenglin could sit down, he poured a large bowl of herbal tea and poured it in one breath.

"I'm so thirsty!"

The other three people looked at it—

"What are you doing? It seems like you've been thirsty for three days." Dingmiao held back his smile.

Zhou Yan also shook his head: "As for it? I'm so thirsty, so I can't find a place to drink tea and sit down and rest?"
Chapter completed!