Ning Ling came to the place she agreed with the fake Yang Xue according to the address written in the letter. Fortunately, during her time in Dalia, Yelu Xizhen took her all over the capital, so she was not unfamiliar with that place.

Under the moonlight, the woman was standing in white like her.

"You are not dead!" As soon as you saw her, Yang Xue looked over hard.

"Can you kill me with your IQ?" Ning Ling glanced at her and said disdainfully.

Her every move is in her control.

"You..." Yang Xue was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Stop talking nonsense, where is Xue'er?" Ning Ling talked to her lazy, getting straight to the point.

"Hmph!" Yang Xue snorted coldly, and when she loosened her hands, a tied person fell from the tree beside her. It was Xueer. Her eyes were closed and her clothes were covered with blood.

"What did you do to her?" Ning Ling felt a sudden pain in her heart when she saw the red blood stains.

"What I hate the most is a woman who is more beautiful than me, even a little girl is no exception!" Yang Xue sneered.

"You really should go see a psychologist and let them cure your heart - the perverted heart!" Ning Ling's eyes appeared before her women's destruction in the ice coffin in the secret room.

Fake Yang Xue naturally couldn't understand what the psychologist meant, but she still understood the last sentence "perverted heart".

A flash of cold light, she took out a dagger from her arms and glanced at Ning Ling coldly: "Since you care so much about her, I will let you watch this little girl turn from a little beauty into an ugly monster!" As she said that, the cold light shining dagger slashed towards Xueer's face.

Ning Ling saw that the tip of the dagger was about to scratch the child's face. How could the white and tender skin resist it? She was not far away from Yang Xue. She stepped forward and grabbed the dagger in her hand. She used a modern grasping hand, grabbed Yang Xue's wrist with one hand, and then gently lifted her right foot and pulled Xueer's body away from the tip of the dagger.

The fake Yang Xue did not know martial arts and her hand was not as strong as hers, but she grabbed the dagger tightly and refused to let go. The two of them snatched the dagger in the air. At this moment, the fake Yang Xue's eyes suddenly flashed, and she showed a strange smile. She let go of the dagger and rushed behind her.

Ning Ling heard her choking and said, "Master, King, this woman wants to kill our daughter!"

'King!' When Ning Ling heard this name, she remembered her smile just now, and her whole body became cold: "No, I was actually trapped by this bitch!" She had heard Chu Nan say before that Yelu Xiu Ge was still half awake during the day, but at night, his relatives refused to recognize him.

Even though her current appearance is exactly the same as that of the fake Yang Xue, what he saw in his eyes was a different face, probably the face of someone he hated very much.

She turned slowly, and Yelu Xiuge stood about ten feet behind her, with his black eyes staring at her, to be precise, staring at Xueer in a coma beside her.

No! Looking at him like that, he must have thought that he had hurt Xue'er. She is holding a dagger in her hand and Xue'er is next to her. This is an unchangeable fact. Regardless of whether she hurts her or not, in his eyes, she is the one who hurts her most beloved daughter. She had heard Yelu Xizhen say that Yelu Xiu Ge loves this daughter like a bead, and even spoils her. If she wants the moon in the sky, she will never pick the stars in the sky to give her the point.

Now that he saw this scene, what...

Instinctively, she took a step back. She opened her mouth to explain, but saw the cold smile of Yang Xue beside her.

It was useless to explain. He was not sober now. In his eyes, she was another person, someone who hurt his daughter!

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======================================================================================== Ning Ling came to the place he agreed with the fake Yang Xue according to the address written in the letter. Fortunately, during her time in Dalia, Yelu Xizhen took her all over the capital, so she was not unfamiliar with that place.

Under the moonlight, the woman was standing in white like her.

"You are not dead!" As soon as you saw her, Yang Xue looked over hard.

"Can you kill me with your IQ?" Ning Ling glanced at her and said disdainfully.

Her every move is in her control.

"You..." Yang Xue was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Stop talking nonsense, where is Xue'er?" Ning Ling talked to her lazy, getting straight to the point.

"Hmph!" Yang Xue snorted coldly, and when she loosened her hands, a tied person fell from the tree beside her. It was Xueer. Her eyes were closed and her clothes were covered with blood.

"What did you do to her?" Ning Ling felt a sudden pain in her heart when she saw the red blood stains.

"What I hate the most is a woman who is more beautiful than me, even a little girl is no exception!" Yang Xue sneered.

"You really should go see a psychologist and let them cure your heart - the perverted heart!" Ning Ling's eyes appeared before her women's destruction in the ice coffin in the secret room.

Fake Yang Xue naturally couldn't understand what the psychologist meant, but she still understood the last sentence "perverted heart".

A flash of cold light, she took out a dagger from her arms and glanced at Ning Ling coldly: "Since you care so much about her, I will let you watch this little girl turn from a little beauty into an ugly monster!" As she said that, the cold light shining dagger slashed towards Xueer's face.

Ning Ling saw that the tip of the dagger was about to scratch the child's face. How could the white and tender skin resist it? She was not far away from Yang Xue. She stepped forward and grabbed the dagger in her hand. She used a modern grasping hand, grabbed Yang Xue's wrist with one hand, and then gently lifted her right foot and pulled Xueer's body away from the tip of the dagger.

The fake Yang Xue did not know martial arts and her hand was not as strong as hers, but she grabbed the dagger tightly and refused to let go. The two of them snatched the dagger in the air. At this moment, the fake Yang Xue's eyes suddenly flashed, and she showed a strange smile. She let go of the dagger and rushed behind her.

Ning Ling heard her choking and said, "Master, King, this woman wants to kill our daughter!"

'King!' When Ning Ling heard this name, she remembered her smile just now, and her whole body became cold: "No, I was actually trapped by this bitch!" She had heard Chu Nan say before that Yelu Xiu Ge was still half awake during the day, but at night, his relatives refused to recognize him.

Even though her current appearance is exactly the same as that of the fake Yang Xue, what he saw in his eyes was a different face, probably the face of someone he hated very much.

She turned slowly, and Yelu Xiuge stood about ten feet behind her, with his black eyes staring at her, to be precise, staring at Xueer in a coma beside her.

No! Looking at him like that, he must have thought that he had hurt Xue'er. She is holding a dagger in her hand and Xue'er is next to her. This is an unchangeable fact. Regardless of whether she hurts her or not, in his eyes, she is the one who hurts her most beloved daughter. She had heard Yelu Xizhen say that Yelu Xiu Ge loves this daughter like a bead, and even spoils her. If she wants the moon in the sky, she will never pick the stars in the sky to give her the point.

Now that he saw this scene, what...

Instinctively, she took a step back. She opened her mouth to explain, but saw the cold smile of Yang Xue beside her.

It was useless to explain. He was not sober now. In his eyes, she was another person, someone who hurt his daughter!
Chapter completed!