He unceremoniously clamped on Shangdong Ziyan's white neck, "My patience is exhausted."
When the words fell, Qianmo Qingcheng's arm flicked, and Dong Ziyan suddenly fluttered like a paper kite in the wind.
With a slap, it landed on a corner of the wall in the hall.
Scarlet blood flowed from the corners of the delicate mouth, purple hair floated all over the floor, and lotus arm snapped on the cold purple marble floor.
Purple silk satin restlessly stuck to the ground.
Dong Ziyan stared at Qianmo Qingcheng's chic and wanton back like fire, gritted his teeth, wishing to chew him: "Qianmo Qingcheng, you are so unrelenting—"
Almost with a roar, Dong Ziyan's resentful passion condenses, condenses, and condenses in her chest... ... ..
Qian Mo Qingcheng was actually able to do so, even if there was no affection, even if she was wishful thinking, Qian Mo Qingcheng should not be so unfeeling because she was a woman.
Qian Mo Qingcheng has always been indifferent and domineering, and he has become accustomed to being ruthless. He once said that except for Yun Luoxue, he would never look at any other woman in this world, let alone take it seriously.
Xu is that Dong Ziyan's jealousy is too strong, or Dong Ziyan's eagerness is too strong, she doesn't want Qianmo Qingcheng to ruin her friendship so much.
But she didn't understand that not love is not a waste, not love is not love, love is love.
The humble feelings are not feelings, and shutting you out does not ruin your feelings. Dong Ziyan's stubborn understanding of this is not clear.
Therefore, she completely imputed the bad things Qian Mo Qingcheng treated her to Yun Luoxue.
She thought that it was because of Yun Luoxue that Qian Mo Qingcheng would treat her like this.
They are all women, why is there such a big difference
One loves it, and the other speaks coldly.
She felt unfair, and felt that Yun Luoxue had messed up what she should have had.
But she still didn't know, maybe she did it just to find a suitable reason for being jealous of Yun Luoxue.
Sometimes, people who don't know how to love will blame all their faults on others, instead of finding the cause from themselves.
Dong Ziyan is such a person. Envy and hatred clouded her heart, making her hate Yun Luoxue more and more, wishing her to die, wishing her to disappear forever...
Qianmo Qingcheng's figure turned, and he ignored Dong Ziyan's unreasonable troubles, and went to the second floor to fetch golden lotus roots.
The hall on the first floor returned to silence.
Dong Ziyan prostrated on the ground, her eyes were poisoned, and she couldn't wait to choke Yun Luoxue to death before she solved her hatred.
Yun Luoxue stood still in time, her eyes closed, she had nothing to say about Dong Ziyan.
What she wants to do most now is to wait for Qian Mo Qingcheng to come down.
The more Dong Ziyan thought about it, the more unequal, and the more he thought about it, the more resentful she became. The yin bird's eyes were like a poisonous snake entrenched in her heart. Seeing Yun Luoxue's leisurely and indifferent expression, she wanted to destroy her.
A stern smile evoked at the corner of her mouth, a gloomy, charming, enchanting and charming woman who looked like the most poisonous woman in the world at this moment.
She stood up slowly, flicked the dust off her body casually, and walked towards Yun Luoxue carelessly.
The distance between her and Yun Luoxue was only ten meters away. With each step, Dong Ziyan's eyes became more and more vicious. Is there only a way for Yun Luoxue to die together
On the second floor of the Purple Smoke Palace, Qian Mo came to the ground.