Suddenly... Wu Qiao hid behind Li Qing (Bian Zixuan) in fear, his body trembling.
"Zi... Zixuan, who is she? Why is her tone so vicious? I... I'm so scared."
A very good actor who can perform well anytime and anywhere.
As a double-award-winning actress, Wu Qiao is more able to control herself freely.
There was no exaggeration at all. Just that little timid look made Li Qing (Bian Zixuan) feel particularly distressed.
Li Qing (Bian Zixuan) believes that he has had contact with Wu Qiao many times, but when has he ever been so afraid of a woman?
Looking at Mu Lin's hostility and the scary red clothes, his eyes narrowed in displeasure.
"What are you doing here?"
Mu Lin knew how much the man in front of her protected and loved the woman behind him, but she was jealous.
I was extremely jealous, so jealous that I wanted to twist Wu Qiao's neck off.
"What? A stranger has come to my territory, and I'm not allowed to come and see who it is?"
Mu Lin held a whip in his hand, glanced at Wu Qiao with cold eyes, and said something with disdain.
"Why are you pretending? Doesn't everyone know what kind of person you are? You were so calm when you met an assassin, but when you saw me, you were so scared that you looked like a white lotus who had never seen the world."
Mu Lin spoke in a strange tone, and every word he said could expose Wu Qiao's disguise.
But who is Wu Qiao? If she wants to pretend, no one can match her.
"How can it be the same? Before, when someone tried to kill me, I had people around to protect me. But is there anyone like that now? Besides... besides, you look like a ghost!"
The person was still hiding behind Li Qing (Bian Zixuan), and even stretched out his fingers to gently pull the other's sleeve.
"Let's go. She...she's too scary. In such a dead place, there's a female ghost standing there. I...I can't accept it."
This reason was so convincing that even Mu Lin himself twitched his face in embarrassment.
She likes red, and all her clothes are red, including her hair and lips.
But this place... is indeed like a dead city.
"Tsk... so incompetent."
Mu Lin sneered and made way, not continuing to make things difficult for him, because she knew Bian Zixuan. This man's thoughts were different from those of normal people.
As expected, Li Qing (Bian Zixuan) turned around, grabbed Wu Qiao's arm, and walked out the door.
When he reached the last step, he turned around and looked at Mulin.
"Don't show up in front of her anymore. Also, at least wipe off that big red lip of yours. It looks like you drank a child's blood."
If Wu Qiao hadn't reminded him, Li Qing (Bian Zixuan) wouldn't have noticed it, but now he saw that the other party's attire was indeed uncomfortable.
Although he lives in such a place, he has no choice but to do so. It doesn't mean that he likes such a place.
After pulling the person away, Mu Lin was seen sitting on the chair angrily. Finally, he was so angry that he picked up a whip and beat the chair next to him until it was broken into pieces.
It also attracted the close guards in black.
"Get out! Get out! Who let you in?"
Mu Lin roared hysterically, and the personal guards retreated respectfully.
The only person left in the room was a woman dressed in red, with a serious smile on her face.
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After Wu Qiao and Li Qing (Bian Zixuan) left, they did not return to their rooms. Instead, they went to a nearby hill.
It is called a hill, but there is nothing on the mountain except black sand.
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