Versatile Mage Chapter 1340: Using internal ****
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"Sister Xinxia, can you make my sister wake up for a while, as long as it is enough." Lingling said.
"Yes, but to make her conscious, her life will wither away faster." Xinxia said.
"There is no other way." Lingling said.
"Lingling, what are you going to do?" Mo Fan doesn't know what Lingling has to lead to that killer, but from the state of Lingling, it should have returned to the usual wisdom.
"Tribunal is a traitor, and a lot of Tribunal information will be intercepted. Since the sister was killed by Leng Jue, their real purpose is not to let the sister die, but to prevent Leng Jue information. Pass back to the Tribunal headquarters. "Lingling said.
Mo Fan's eyes brightened, and Lingling's analysis was quite reasonable.
Yeah, they killed Leng Qing, isn't it because Leng Qing has mastered the important information of Leng Jue?
Then the killers are going to kill people who have intelligence and delusions.
"Although my sister is unconscious and cannot give us specific information, it does n’t matter. We only have our sister tell Lingyin Tribunal and she entrusts us to send this information back to Lingyin Tribunal. Will come to us, at the same time, we have to make good use of that traitor. "Lingling said.
Xinxia understood the meaning of Lingling and continued to whisper the voice of blessings to restore Leng Qing to a little bit. At the same time, Xinxia also used Mind System Magic to tell Leng Qing what to do.
Leng Qing woke up incomparably weak, feeling that breathing is a very difficult thing, she extremely hard to send Tribunal Hidden Temple Magic ciphertext that only Presiding Judge knows ...
Leng Qing completed all of this, and Mo Fan immediately found that there were two fewer black flower petals on the palm of his hand. Only in a while, the vitality of Leng Qing flew so much.
"Sister Leng Qing, you can rest assured that we will definitely save you, and the important information you have obtained from all your hard work will never be buried there. The Black Church forces dare to step into our country and will be removed mercilessly. ！ ”Mo Fan hates Black Church. natural(ly) came to pinnacle.
A Sa Long was finally driven away. How could there be another Leng Jue? There are really enough people killed in the Ancient Capital catastrophe. Such a tragedy can never happen again!
Leng Qing looked at Mo Fan, eyes closed, and a drop of black tears slipped from the corner of her eyes.
The struggle between Tribunal and Black Church has always been Tribunal in a passive state. Too many people are afraid of Black Church, fear of their revenge, and even more afraid of their fierce heart, but the more this is, the more they cannot shrink back!
Leng Qing has seen too many colleagues who died in the fight against Black Church, and too many people who have been persecuted by Black Church. Whenever they see the relatives of those persecutors crying in grief, she tells her heart For yourself, this is definitely the last one ...
However, the number of deceased is still increasing, and the number of injured people has not decreased. The predecessors of Tribunal told themselves that if she still wanted to bite Black Church and refused to let go, she would end up the same. A person ’s role in front of the big Black Church is insignificant, but a person is almost all for a family. .
Is that really the case?
A person ’s power is insignificant, so more innocent families should be lost, living on the streets, sorrowful, and living in darkness?
Leng Qing ca n’t be indifferent. For every deceased and sorrowful family, she will feel more guilty in her heart. When guilt accumulates enough, she wo n’t feel that her death is a Red Clothes. There is nothing worthwhile about the bishop's information.
It ’s just that Lingling is still so young ... I made this decision and dived deep into Black Church, relieving myself of my deep guilt, worthy of being a member of Tribunal, and worthy of the relatives of those ’s vandals, but All injuries were left to Lingling alone.
She must hate herself very much, just like hating the stupid decision they made.
Tightly closed his eyes. During this short period of consciousness, Leng Qing thought a lot, just like the long illusion before death, from his birth to the present, all the things he remembered, all the things he forgot, All will come to mind!
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Countless colorful spotlights shining around the blue swimming pool, which makes the water surface more beautiful.
In the villa by the pool, a person hanging from the window sill was swaying against the wind. His neck was tied to a thick hemp rope, his entire face had turned blue, and both eyes beads protruded toward On the turn.
"I even brought in a Presiding Judge, hum, almost broke my big thing, incompetent things, let him dry for a few more days!" In the room, the boy with purple eyes looked at the window stern with disgust. The swaying body.
"Master Leng Jue, there is a letter over there." The beautiful woman wearing a deep purple long flower cheongsam came over and said with a smile.
"I got it."
The boy walked to another room. After less than five minutes, he came out with a sullen face. He picked up the fruit knife on the table and hurried towards the shaking meat target on the window sill. Threw it over, the fruit knife was deeply inserted into it, and there was no blood flow anymore. There were many such cuts on the body.
"Bei Jiang's unfavorable man actually told me that the man had been killed. Since she had killed, how did she secretly believe in the Presiding Judge identity to return to the Lingyinhui!" Leng Jue said irritably.
"It's not that things haven't been irretrievable. Let Bei Jiang do this kind of thing. He is still very good."
"Humph, I hope he will not let me down again this time. My tolerance for waste is very low!"
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The cheongsam woman put the fruit down and walked slowly to the edge of the pool. She took off all her clothes, revealing a plump skin like milk, and planted it in some cold water.
Swim around for a while. She shook her wet hair and pointed to a piece of darkness in the corner: "You do n’t want to watch here for a night, you also heard Leng Jue, do n’t do what you should Things to do? "
"I'm just wondering why Leng Qing didn't die. In fact, no one can survive the demise of darkness." In that piece of darkness, a tall silhouette of a person appeared slowly.
"The person who communicated for Leng Qing is called Mo Fan, and Sa Long has also suffered a lot from this kid. If you can kill him, Leng Jue will take a look at you ..." said the beautiful woman.
"I did something with him, it seems nothing special."