This little bit is really pleasing to the eye as you look at it.
Qian Ling was extremely uncomfortable when he looked up, and gave him a blank look, "What do you look at, haven't you seen an ugly girl?"
"I've seen it, I've never seen you so beautiful."
"roll!"
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With an appointment, Wuji didn't really go to Lan Yuan in the two nights.
After pulling out the orchids in the courtyard, Qianling changed the plants to medicinal herbs, which they said were medicinal herbs.
As a double-sided master of medicine and poison, she cannot do without two medicines, one is to cure people, and the other is to kill.
She is temporarily unable to cultivate fighting qi, and poison is her best murder weapon.
The mottled moonlight shone on the window sill, and the figure inside was stretched very slender.
After collecting all the poisons that had been prepared, Qian Ling took out the bronze mirror and looked at his face. The birthmark had been reduced by more than half, but the vindictiveness in his body still couldn't condense.
In this age of cultivating fighting spirit, there is no fighting spirit at all, it is indeed very weak.
And she has never been reconciled to being a weak person.
So what she has to do now is to detoxify the poison in her body, and then cultivate fighting qi to become a strong one. Put all those who look down on her under their feet!
"It's on fire, it's on fire!"
Still thinking about future plans, Prince Qi's Mansion suddenly heard a few shouts, and saw the fire blazing from the southeast direction, and the raging fire rolled up like a dragon and went straight to the blue clouds.
Soon, Qian Ling smelled a thick smoke.
The entire Qiwang Mansion became lively, footsteps continued to be heard outside Lan Yuan, and the Qiwang Mansion went up and down to fight the fire.
Just kidding, Prince Qi Mansion itself is not big. Once this fire spreads, everyone's lives are in danger.
Only Qianling faintly looked in that direction, her complexion like water, and Taishan collapsed in front of her and remained motionless.
There, it was not where she lived before.
She seemed to have guessed who set the fire.
"What a big fire, what a big fire." A thought was settled. A familiar voice came from outside the house, and Wuji rushed in panic, as if he had managed to escape from the fire.
It's just that there is a trace of burnt in that costume.
Qian Ling glanced at him lightly, "King Prince Qi is so big, even if you want to avoid fire, you don't have to run to me, right?"
Hearing this, Wuji's panicked face froze, and it returned to normal in a second like a face change, "Little Qianling, you are too unfeeling. How can you care about this at such a critical juncture, stingy, really stingy."
"While I am not angry yet, go out immediately."
Qian Ling turned his head to look at him coldly, saying every word, as cold as ice.
"It's such a big fire outside, you... Hey, Xiao Qianling, why are the birthmarks on your face so small?" Wuji said halfway through, but stared at her face as if he had discovered New World.
Qianling was shocked suddenly, turned around abruptly and covered half of his face.
Oh, forgot to paint something.
"Let's see, I see, it's a lot smaller." But Wuji reluctantly walked over to try to take her hand.
How could Qian Ling give him a chance to kick his life root with one kick.
Wuji twisted his body, dodged like a snake, and appeared on the beam in the next second.
Between words, an unpredictable smile flashed deep in his eyes.
It seems that this woman knew she was poisoned.
"You are dead if you dare to speak out!"
She hasn't found the poisoner yet, and she can't expose herself.