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"Cher, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm wondering if this waste has been discovered by conscience and thinks it was wrong for us before, that's why it's like this."

"I don't think you've slept enough." Bi Qing scolded coldly, vaguely feeling that Bi Wan must have some purpose here.

"Qing'er, did you find anything?"

"I had a conflict with Huaxin and her in the arena just now, she knew what you did to her, how could she take the initiative to save you."

Seeing Bi Qing frowning and looking at herself, Bi Xue's eyes widened with a weak heart: "What do I do to her?" ”

"Whip the corpse."

As soon as she heard these two words, Bi Xue suddenly took a step back and looked at Liu Jinxin with a panicked face: "She...... How could she ...... Know. ”

Bi Qing looked at Bi Xue coldly, she didn't expect that her sister, who looked innocent, would be so ruthless and could do such a thing to an unconscious corpse.

She should learn from this sister of hers, if she wants to get Leng Hanche, she needs to be ruthless, ruthless to the enemy, and ruthless to herself, in order to get what she wants.

"Then Qing'er, what do you want to do with this waste?"

"I don't know, we have to be careful anyway, we can't let our minds be revealed." Biqing frowned and reminded, "Especially you, don't think that you can do whatever you want when you return to the national capital, your little cleverness can't fight her at all." ”

"Xue'er, your sister is right, did you hear that?" Liu Jinxin pushed Bixue in contemplation, and reminded uneasily.

Bi Xue nodded obediently in agreement, thinking about her plan in her heart.

She knew that if she really did what her sister and mother said, then her own happiness would be gone, and everything was left over by her sister.

What strength, what talent, what talent is all nonsense, as long as you can confuse the other party, that's the ability.

A waste can get the favor of King Shura, and he can do it himself, even if he can't be a princess like King Shura.

When Bi Wan, who was humming a little song, returned to her small courtyard, she couldn't help but shrink her neck, when was her small courtyard so cold.

"Miss, you're back, King Shura is waiting for you inside with a cold face."

"Dead pervert." Biwan cursed and trotted in, "I'm back." ”

"I thought you wanted sisterhood."

"Hehe, this is not necessary, besides, how can such a kind person as me account so much." Biwan picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You are kind to everyone, but you are cruel to me."

"I can be kind to you as long as you want, do you want it?" Biwan said with a shrug and a piece of pastry to Leng Hanche's mouth.

"No, I just want you." Saying that, Leng Hanche directly rolled his right hand and snatched Biwan into his arms, "What's the matter, do you need my help?" ”

Biwan moved her body and found a comfortable position to lie in Leng Hanche's arms: "It's almost the same, and now it's just one person missing." ”

"Then let the Stick come over."

"Divine stick ......" Biwan thought, habitually drawing circles on the middle finger of her right hand with her right thumb.

"In terms of strength, brains, and strategy, the god stick is the best candidate."

"I think it's more appropriate to take care of it."

As soon as he heard that Biwan was going to choose Gu Juechen, Leng Hanche immediately tensed: "He can't." ”

Bi Wan, who was lying in Leng Hanche's arms, felt the tension in his body, and suddenly sneered: "It turns out that King Shura is nothing more than that. ”