Chapter 1312

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qing stood up slowly from the coffin and glanced at Luo Ping as she turned around.

The same is crying, the same is mourning, Mu Qing how to feel listening to Luo Ping's crying, all over the goose bumps all over the ground.

The most important thing is that we can't hear any sadness at all. On the contrary, we can hear a feeling of schadenfreude.

Even if Lin Xuan, lying in his coffin and taking the opportunity to enter the void, heard Luo Ping's voice, he was shocked.

What is she doing here?

Is there any flaw in the poem's return to the villa on the hillside of Yunwu Mountain?

Fortunately, the feign death was done in a complete set, including the funeral hall and the coffin.

Even with his own cultivation, Lin Xuan held his breath and completely stimulated the so-called "turtle breathing skill", which made him look lifeless, creating a false image of real death.

Even a master of cultivation like Xun Tian could not realize that Lin Xuan was not really dead, but feigned death.

It's not easy to do this. It costs a lot of Lin Xuan's accomplishments.

To be sure, he was able to step up cultivation in the void of infinity.

If not, just lie in the coffin and pretend to be dead. Even if you don't suffocate, you will be bored to death.

Such a false death can let him enter the void of the infinite jade pendant and concentrate on cultivation.

This is good for him to break through Nirvana and continue to stabilize his mind.

In this way, when all the bad things come, they may not be all bad things. The good and the bad are only in a single thought. Whether we can distinguish the good from the bad, or even change our outlook, depends on our mentality.

Lin Xuan can be in time, from the Jiang Xia defeated serious injury, insight into the mystery of which, playing this feign death, is bound to lead to many unexpected results.

He also listened to Luo Feng, Jiang Tao and Fu Ao who reported the situation. All the forces, hearing the news of his death, were all ready to launch an offensive at his funeral.

Lin Xuan has already arranged everything secretly. If these forces really dare to fight, they will surely know what will happen if they offend him.

However, Lin Xuan also has some concerns, that is, to play this feign death is to deceive those relatives and friends.

As far as Qin poetry, Xiao ChuChu, Luo Feng and others know, in addition, I am afraid that some other people will also come to hear the news.

Originally at the beginning, Lin Xuan intended to reveal some information to go out.

Later, he thought that it was better for as few people as possible to know about it. Otherwise, there would be no airtight wall. In case of any careless leakage, his overall plan would be completely destroyed.

In fact, this feign death plan is definitely not just a funeral, but a longer deployment plan.

When everything, from standing in the light, moved to the dark.

Such a change is too beneficial for him.

Before, many times, he was in the light, the opponent in the dark.

In the current situation, he can stand in the dark, observe the opponent secretly, and take timely measures to fight back.

"Who are you?"

Mu Qing looked at Luo Ping up and down, smelling the hot pepper smell on her body. Suddenly, he became furious and asked Luo Ping a sharp question.

When Luo Ping opened her eyes which were almost blinded by the hot pepper, she was totally stupid when she saw Mu Qing.

She Why are you there?

It seems that the time to come is not right. If Mu Qing sees through her false tears, it will be a big trouble.

When she was embarrassed and hesitated, she immediately stepped forward, still pretending to mourn. She even called out: "my mother-in-law of Lin Xuan, mother-in-law of poetry..."

Mu Qing's expression was stagnant, and she glanced at Luo Ping lightly. With Mu Qing's shrewdness, she saw through at one glance. Luo Ping didn't come to mourn at all.

The smell of chili powder on her body has long been seen through.

Her heart sank, the mother of Qin poetry? Luo Ping?

Of course, Mu Qing knew that she also threw a few mouths to Luo Ping. Unexpectedly, this bitch still didn't know how to live or die. She even killed her son, and she even put pepper powder on her face to cry?

How can MuQing appease such a thing as a pig or a dog.

In particular, Luo Ping's cry just now made people feel goose bumps. It was supposed to be a sad eulogy, but I heard schadenfreude.

It seems that Luo Ping really has no good intentions. She is not here to mourn Lin Xuan, but to see jokes.

After seeing through Luo Ping's performance, Mu Qing's heart suddenly swelled with anger. She stepped forward and could not help saying, "pa" directly slapped Luo Ping on the cheek.

Luo Feng, Jiang Tao, Fu AO and others looked at this scene, and somehow, they wanted to applaud.

This slap in Luo Ping's dog's face is really too cathartic, and this woman is too hateful!

A crisp slap, fan Luo Ping suspicious of life, and even suddenly, a cool on her cheek, diluted the spicy effect of chili powder.Instead, she pretended to be innocent. She murmured bitterly, sighed and cried, "mother in law, my good son-in-law, Lin Xuan, your son is dead. I can understand your mood. If there is anything I can't do well, you can tell it and I'll change it!"

"Mother in law, how can you beat me in front of my good son-in-law's coffin? Heaven, what evil have I done

"Pa Pa Pa!"

After another, several big mouths slapped on Luo Ping's cheek. Mu Qing's face, which was extremely cold and overcast, was full of endless murderous intentions. He coldly scolded: "dog, you give me your dog ears, listen to me."

"This is the soul Hall of my xuan'er. It's not a place for you to pretend to cry. You feel your conscience and ask yourself. If you put pepper powder on your eyes, it's no use crying here. Are you talking to ghosts?"

"Listen to me a goose bumps fall to the ground, you are to see me Xuan Er dead, you are to gloat?"

"I really don't know whether my xuan'er is blind or bewitched by ghosts. If I met you such a wonderful mother-in-law, if it was not for the sake of poetry being a good girl, I would kill you every minute!"

Luo Ping is scared to be silly, two legs sift chaff, no matter how arrogant and domineering she is, how unruly and unreasonable she is.

However, compared with Mu Qing, Luo Ping has been completely destroyed in terms of both momentum and momentum.

When she stood in front of MuQing, she was really called queen, servant, Phoenix and pheasant.

Such a gap in status and momentum is a thousand miles away.

"Pro..."

Luo Ping also wanted to call Mu Qing's mother-in-law, but Mu Qing was almost heartrending and roaring, "in front of my xuan'er's coffin, in the face of poetry, today I'll spare your dog's life. If you dare to desecrate my xuan'er again, I'll kill you and get out of here!"

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