Shanzhi suddenly felt shocked when he heard her say this: "What do you mean?"
"Shenzhi," Luo Ling looked at her faintly: "Is your heart empty?"
There is no emotion at all, nor any blood. Shanzhi is like a cold body, power and desire, blinding her human nature, and she will no longer be moved by any emotion.
"Luo Ling," Shanzhi thought, "Aren't you the same person as me?" She sneered: "You are not the same, cold and ruthless, and bloodless."
Luo Ling shook her head. When she heard her say this, she felt sarcastic: "I am different from you and I will not do anything to do for power."
Of course, Luo Ling is different from her. Shanzhi has long been a woman without any feelings: "Do you have anything else?" Shanzhi glanced at her, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.
She shook her head: "In the martial arts conference in Jiangnan, someone offered a high price to ask for your head, but he has been picked up by the blood sect."
Of course Shanzhi knew about this, and she was not surprised: "Xue Bing hates me so much, but he shouldn't know that the leader of Mingyue Sect is me."
Luo Ling glanced at her faintly, and she didn't know what to say: "Do you still remember Tang Ranxi?"
Shanzhi was slightly shocked, and she would naturally never forget it. Luo Ling saw her slightly stunned expression: "Will your heart hurt when you think of him?"
If a person doesn’t even feel heartache, then what else does he feel?
Shanzhi was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say, she turned her head and stared at Luo Ling: "Luo Ling, I just want to get what I want, don't stop me."
Luo Ling naturally would not stop her, and she didn't bother: "You do your thing, I do mine, we have nothing to do with each other."
Shanzhi lowered his head and suddenly said coldly: "However, if Xue Bing did something that threatens me, I will not let him go." Shanzhi's voice was very small, but his tone was so firm.
Luo Ling didn't say anything, stood up and turned around and wanted to leave.
"Luo Ling," Shanzhi's voice came, and she called out to her: "If one day we must decide our lives and death because of conflicts of interest..."
Before Shanzhi finished speaking, Luo Ling interrupted her: "There will be a day."
She knew in her heart that sooner or later there would be one day when she and Shanzhi would die, but Shanzhi would be the one who would be soft-hearted or, in other words, would you feel heartbroken?
Luo Ling walked out of the Tang Sect and looked back. Shanzhi, she still won. She had no feelings and no humanity at all. She still won.
She returned to Xiaoyao Pavilion and was stunned for a long time. She was in the courtyard of Xiaoyao Pavilion. Luo Ling held a cup of tea in her hand. After so long, her heart had never been as calm as she was now.
She has always been so indifferent and cruel. In everyone's eyes, Zui Xiaoyao is cold and ruthless, but they just didn't see that the most ruthless woman was Tang Shanzhi.
Xue Bing came over at some point. He saw Luo Ling sitting there alone for a long time in a daze, and walked over: "Ling'er..." He called her name.
Luo Ling raised her head and saw that it was him. She smiled slightly: "When did you come?"
"You are in a daze here, of course you can't see me," Xue Bing stared at her helplessly. Ling'er rarely feels so quiet: