Chapter 1149

The use of intrigue is not as complicated as she imagined.

Bai Yinling regrets that if she had learned to use intrigue earlier, maybe nothing would have happened.

Maybe her mother would not have died at the beginning, and maybe she would not have been cheated by Zhang.

"You once said that you should be more vicious. When others bully me, I will bully you back by twice the means. Meng Cheng is dead. What kind of means should I use to deal with you?"

She put down her tea cup and looked back at Abby, who was shivering and embarrassed on the bed.

ABI bites her teeth and stares at Bai Yinling with fear and resentment.

"Don't look at me like that. Half a year ago, I suffered from this kind of pain, but did you come to save me? I'm just using your method to use it on you again. ABI, you taught me to give me a tooth for a tooth and double it. "

Bai Yinling laughs. She pulls out the dagger. Her smile is bright and bright.

"Don't... Don't kill me... I really know I'm wrong, Yinling. I'm wrong... Please don't kill me..."

She trembled, but she could not move when she was fed down Wushan.

"Although I've killed many people, I've never killed a person myself," she said, ignoring her plea for mercy. "ABI, you're the first one I've killed. You should be happy. I've grown up a lot. From being a coward at first, I've learned to protect myself now. I'm climbing higher and higher, and I'll soon surpass your LAN WAN. "

"Don't... don't... Yinling, you are not such a person. What happened before was my fault. Please don't do it. I know that I ruined you. I'm willing to make amends to you with all I have, but..."

ABI is crying. She wants to run away, but she has no strength.

"Just what? From the day you sent me to Meng Cheng's bed, I decided to take revenge on you. In the past six months, I have been practicing Wushan's art so as to get rid of you and Meng Cheng. "

She pushed her to this point.

She used to believe in her so much and regard her as her family. She thought that she was her own dependence in the mountain stronghold, but she was wrong, wrong.

The dagger in her hand stabs ABI one by one. She hears the sound of broken bones. The sound is so beautiful. She listens to it in her ears. It's so refreshing. It seems to be the most beautiful melody in the world.

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Snowflakes are flying in the air. In the room, the charcoal fire in the basin "crackles" and sparks splash.

Bai Yinling put down her embroidery and let out a breath.

"Liangyuan, don't wait any longer. Your royal highness will not be with Liangyuan tonight."

Red leaves distressed for her to put on a cloak.

"I see. You step back."

Bai Yinling nodded and said softly.

Red leaf seems to want to say something, Bai Yinling has stood up, she pushed the door, out of the courtyard.

Is it so cold in winter every year?

She still remembered the cold winter when she first went to Shanzhai. But there is a woman who warms her hands. She says that she will protect her all her life.

After ABI died, LAN WAN angrily came to the door. Although the concealment was excellent, LAN WAN guessed that it was Bai Yinling's hand.

He said, "do you think it's really me that ABI wants to hide? She's protecting you. She always knew that you and aunt LAN had studied Wushan. A year ago, because of the mutual killing in the mountain stronghold, they were forbidden to practice it.

Meng Cheng knows that you know this skill, so she makes up a lie to let Meng Cheng hide it. She is deliberately let you hate her, because she wants you to grow up, so that you can be strong enough to deal with anyone.

However, she still used the wrong method, she awakened a devil

He said: "ABI was taken care of by Aunt LAN. She could give her life for Aunt LAN. After aunt LAN died, she could give her life for you..."

Bai Yinling didn't say anything. In the face of LAN WAN's accusation, she just laughed softly.

Half true and half false.

Who knows that ABI has no selfishness in his heart?

Who knows what LAN WAN said is true?

She didn't want to believe it.

Time is gone, winter blows snow, past things, already like clouds, blow that scattered.

Everything, it doesn't matter.