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Chapter 23 Don't You Really Like Me?(1/3)

A string of footprints were left on the snow.

Xu Shixun turned his body sideways, staring at Xie Lingqin for a moment, as if it was stuck and could hardly move away.

With bright starry eyes, jade skin, white nose and white teeth, everything is just rightly refined and elegant.

Such beautiful people who come out of the painting stand under the dark night, and in this vast snowy ground, it is like a beam of unique light, which makes people suddenly feel warm.

"Sister Lingqin, you are really good-looking, even better than before."

When Xu Shixun spoke praise, the little stars shining in his eyes were extremely pure and without any blasphemy.

Xie Lingqin said nothing, just looked at him, her lips slightly pursed, and her eyebrows were as snowy as she looked.

"But, Sister Lingqin, you are so powerful just now, is your health really good?"

Xie Lingqin nodded, paused slightly, and said, "That's right, but the cough has not healed."

The cloud clan spiritual art is the same as the internal energy practiced by ordinary people. Even if it is a little different, it is not very good and beautiful in everything.

However, the feeling of washing muscles and marrow in her body really made her feel much more transparent.

Although Xu Shixun was not very clear about the Yun clan, he heard a few words before falling off the cliff that day, and Yuwen Qingyue's performance just now, he knew that it must be very powerful.

However, all he cares about is whether Xie Lingqin is good or not.

"However, Sister Lingqin, we should ask the fifth princess how they came in. If they can come here, then we can go out."

"She won't tell you at once, and..."

Xie Lingqin remembered Li Qingyu at that time.

After being irrigated by the Cloud Clan's magic, she not only felt that the spiritual platform was clear and light, but also clearly felt that Li Qingyu seemed to have become a different person at that time.

The whole body is surrounded by a kind of evil spirit.

Moreover, there must be a problem with a person whose martial arts are abolished and seriously injured.

It is unknown where they came from.

Even if it was not destroyed, she didn't think it was safe.

Suddenly, Xie Lingqin raised her hand, and Xu Shixun saw Xie Lingqin's exposed half-slim wrist move. When she looked at her eyes, a rabbit was lying in front of her.

"Wow...this...this..."

It was so surprising, so surprising. It was too precious for Xu Shixun, who had been hungry for a few days and could only occasionally fill his stomach with fruits.

Xie Lingqin slightly pointed her chin, "I'll give it to you, the rabbit."

"That's great... Sister Lingqin, you really keep your word."

"Ahem..."

Xie Lingqin wanted to say something, but she coughed as soon as she was about to speak.

It seems that there are really symptoms of ignorance.

Even if her body is full at this time, she still needs to find the doctor as soon as possible and take the medicine.

Also, a bloody cut on Xu Shixun's face was not very light, and he thought it was injured by Li Qingyu's sword energy during the fight just now.

"If we had learned more medical skills from Mr. Dong at that time, we would probably not have been so miserable."

Xie Lingqin sighed leisurely.

Xu Shixun looked at her, then his eyes shrank slightly, enlarged, and then his eyelashes trembled slightly, raised his hand and looked behind Xie Lingqin, "Sister Lingqin, look."

There, there was a man walking towards them.

...

And in this snow, there is a figure walking slowly and looking slowly.

He is Qi Rufeng.

Qi Rufeng was beaten into the snow pit by Yuwen An angrily that day.

He did not die, but was only slightly injured, because he did it on purpose.

At this time, he sneered, his eyebrows and eyes were fierce, and he was extremely excited.

Only when people know that he is dead can he act easily.

He secretly wrote to Zhidamu that day and told Xie Lingqin's news. He knew that with Zhidamu's ambition, he would definitely not miss such a good opportunity. Of course, he also knew that no matter whether this matter was successful or not, there was almost no need to ask or investigate. The prince would immediately suspect him.

Therefore, only by putting the ground of death and living can one act without any stopping it.

Xie Lingqin was not dead, this was what the second elder sent to tell him.

However, fortunately, it was Yuwen An who came to kill him. He was irritable and irritable, and he was less clear than watching the fire. If someone else came in person, he would have to worry.

...

Thick snow covered.

Yuwen Qingyue could feel that she was about to die.

Her whole body was buried in the snow, becoming cold little by little. The coldness made her head dizzy, and her lips were shaking as soon as they touched her.

Is it? It was dawn and it seemed that the surroundings were white. Yuwen Qingyue opened her eyes tremblingly, and all the light and shadows before death appeared in front of her.

And in front of him, the blood-stained clothes finally attracted the snow wolf.

"Ni......"

Yuwen Qingyue wanted to say that she was the princess and the fifth princess of Beirong. She would not be their meal on the plate. No, but she could feel her tongue numb and could not say a complete word.

"Ao—"

There was a roar, and there was darkness everywhere. Only the cool and bloody smell could be smelled. All the snow wolf surrounded her and looked at her food.

Yuwen Qingyue cried, why did she die so miserably?

She regretted it, but regretted not killing Xie Lingqin immediately. If she were killed, she would not be so miserable.

Xie Lingqin, you bitch.

Suddenly, another ray of light appeared in front of me.

A man almost walked backlight, and wherever he passed, a forced aura filled with people, and all the wolves surrounding him dissipated.

"It's so fate."

The man said, his voice was buzzing, and he felt indifferent to concealing everything.

But it is enough to cause blood to closure.

Then the man pulled her out of the snow and took her away.

...

People all say that Cao Cao will arrive.

Xie Lingqin never thought about it. He really arrived just by thinking about Mr. Dong.

Under the moonlight, in the snow, the figure approaching from afar.

He was carrying a medicine box and a stick. He looked extremely tired, but he was so energetic. At the moment he saw Xie Lingqin, the foggy eyes suddenly shone with a light of relief.

"Girl, you're not dead yet."

He said, gasping.

Xie Lingqin suddenly smiled, "Yes, I'm not dead yet."

Mr. Dong approached step by step, and then stood there three steps away from Xie Lingqin.

He was nearly 60 years old and half of his head turned white. Standing there at this time, Xie Lingqin suddenly seemed to be able to see his energetic boy back then.

"You are..."

Mr. Dong glanced at Xie Lingqin, and there was a faint layer of sorrow in his slightly pleasant eyes, "It's great. When I saw your mother, it was Yun Yishang. She had such temperament, but she was warmer than you."

"Warm?" Xie Lingqin's face suddenly burst into laughter. That smile could make the snow colder. "Then when you saw her, she must have not met Yuwenshu yet. She had never seen Yuwenshu's cruelty, nor had she seen many intrigues in the world."

Old Dong was slightly stunned, and in a moment he stroked Hu Jianzi on his chin with a gentle smile, "You girl, old man, I have gone through thousands of dangers and difficulties to find you, and you don't say that you are moved first."

"How did you find this?"

Xie Lingqin asked.

The wind blew across the snow surface and the air conditioner blew over.

Mr. Dong tightened his clothes, his sharp eyes locked slightly, as if he was idle, "I came in when I saw a destroyed entrance. You know, old man, I am very capable."

"The entrance must have been destroyed now."

Xie Lingqin said, it’s very certain.

Old Dong nodded, looking a little sighing, "Yes, the buried gunpowder can almost make the old man crushed to pieces."

"Sister Lingqin, Mr. Dong, it's so cold. Let's avoid it first."

Xu Shixun couldn't help it anymore, so he picked up the rabbit on the ground and urged him a little.
To be continued...
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