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This smile seems to be showing off, also seems to be laughing, anyway, is to let people see a particularly uncomfortable smile.

Su leaned down and slapped Qingling in the face. Fast, accurate is more ruthless, swollen face is no longer a matter, people are directly fanned to change places.

"Look, I'll give you some color, and you'll open a dyeing workshop?" , fingers rubbed a few times at will, this slap effect in her hand is also many.

"You Qingling carefully wiped her lips with her hand. Just now she felt that she had vomited a tooth. Without any scruples, Su Qingjiu was really tough enough, and she couldn't hold on.

Before, she was really underestimated. Su Qingjiu is crazy. It's not human!

"You don't want to guess if the people you admire will stop me from destroying you." the fire bow formed between Su Qingjiu's hands, shining brilliantly, reflecting the inner fear.

The shape of the flame is the same size. How long? How strong her internal power is, Qingling can't imagine.

Are you scared? Today's I'm made by you, "Su leaned down and leaned close to Qingling's ear.

The sentimentalism played an unimaginable role in her body, just like stimulating the potential of her body. Although the side effect is still there, but the boundary has been delayed, now she fabricated a small lotus will not be OK.

Qingling covered her face with her arm. She didn't want to recall it. Su Qingjiu had saved her, but it was not her wish. She didn't ask her to save her!

No, there is a place she seems to have missed. At that time, she was not the same as she was. Weakness, she now has the most fatal weakness.

Looking at her out of control, she probably found out. That's why she was so anxious to kill everything in the bud.

"Princess, if you have the ability, pull the bow?" His eyes are full of provocation, but Yu Guang is looking at Qi Moxuan behind Su Qingjiu. Qingling tries to control the feeling of panic.

Maybe he won't save her, but he should stop her.

Qi Moxuan, attracted by the murderous spirit, looks at the change of Su Qing's wine and has a weak sense of decadence. Is he not good enough? Why does she give him such a big change every time he thinks he knows how to change her.

The murderous spirit was stronger than his. She didn't say that he would not force her in the past, but now it was their own. Why did she take such a road?

Pull the bow? Su Qingjiu stares at the bow string in his hand for a while, and then let it appear in the air.

He could still control it. Qingling licked his lips. Even if it was a small flame, she also felt a heat. The flame controlled by Su Qingjiu seemed to be particularly high.

Two fingers together, elbows back, Su Qing wine don't care, said: "OK, that will complete you!".

Fire bow was pulled to full string, green spirit desperately want to leave place, but she was fixed. Such a scene can be imagined, in the last step, Su Qingjiu chose to turn around.

The arrow is on the string, and the only thing that controls the string is that tiny step. Looking at Qi Moxuan, Su Qingjiu moves his lips. When he meets her, she is embarrassed.

"Here you are, see..." , eyes casual look to one side, Su Qingjiu found that he did not have the courage to continue to look at Qi Moxuan's stunned eyes.

She doesn't want to be like this. Can he believe that she didn't control it this time?

"Well, I've seen it all." Qi Moxuan's reply was especially calm, because he really didn't know what tone to use to talk to Su Qingjiu.

He can't give her a warm past, because her past doesn't exist with him.

Su tilted her head down, bit her lip, and suddenly threw her fingers aside. She removed the bow of fire and calmed the courtyard.

Qingling fell on the ground powerlessly, and the sweat on his back wetted his clothes. She saw Su Qingjiu and Qi Moxuan passing by, and the corners of her mouth gradually rose.

This is a good start for her. Anyway, this estrangement exists. Su Qingjiu can't explain it at all.

The most painful thing for a person who is in love with poisonous insects is the betrayal of his lover. Betrayal is not difficult to make a false impression at will on the basis of parting.

After calming down, Su Qingjiu sat in her own yard, rubbing her temples with her hands. Good things are coming to an end. Should she be selfish and take Qi Moxuan away now?

She didn't want to be involved in the world. Always feel calculation to calculate, very tired and boring.

Taking others as chess pieces will inevitably be used and forced by the situation.

"What's the matter? "So listless", sikongling holding a hand warmer, standing behind Su Qingjiu, saw that she was a little dispirited and couldn't help asking.

"I ~", Su Qingjiu rolled up his sleeve and said helplessly: "it seems that I can't get rid of the mark. Isn't time running out...".

The imprint is not only hard to get out, but also clearer than before. Sikongling quickly walks to Su Qingjiu. He grabs her hand and puts it in front of him."I don't know why you have such a change, but according to the current situation, you really won't stay in Jicheng for too long..."

"I'll tell you something, Nanhuang priest demon night may come recently. I'm not his opponent, so you'd better not have a conflict with him, "said sikongling, leaning back on the stone table. If you plan to go back, you'd better finish the work this morning.

"Wait a minute, I still have something to deal with in Jicheng," Su Qingjiu sighed, looking at the gate of the courtyard from time to time.

She is looking forward to the presence of someone.

Training staff, half of the time is in his training, business is also someone in this area. What else can't be put down? Sikong Ling shook his head.

This may not be su Qingjiu he knew before. I don't know if her care is worth her effort.

"I remind you, I can also help you delay for a while. But if he comes on behalf of an ethnic group, there's nothing he can do. Go, go out to eat wine, you don't a person worry, "Sikong Ling waved goodbye, heart has a place always empty.

Drinking, perhaps not because of like, but because too lonely. Poison king, perhaps destined to be lonely, let alone now has become the body of ten thousand poisons.

"Ha ha ~"

"Sikong Zihua, according to your measurement, how can I thank you?" The wine spilled on his face, palmed his eyes, and sikongling bit the corner of his mouth and lay on the chair.

Gratitude and resentment did not end in the last life, but will continue in this life.