[It was supposed to be peace, but ZACK called him peach.]
"Behave yourself and don't ruin the old sect leader's plans," Peace warned.
"Hey, who was that woman in the white dress who cried so ugly?" ZACK asked.
"Lanling King's fiancée," He Ping replied.
ZACK gave a dismissive "Oh," and turned to leave.
"So that's how it is, that scared me to death." Xia Xiang leaned against the wall, looked up and took a deep breath. "He should be my second brother's clone, not Ghost Dragon Second Brother."
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Gulayier's family
Lanling Wang joined the Holy War Guard from the time he was old enough to understand things, and obeyed the sect leader's orders without question. Who would have thought that the sect leader would be so heartless and insane as to actually want to kill him?
She thought being with Lanling Wang was the luckiest thing that ever happened to her, but little did she know that it was actually the sect leader's arrangement, and she was just a pawn to kill.
She was unwilling to accept it; how could she accept it? Struggling and sinking in this hellish place, she met the only one in her life, but she turned out to be nothing more than a knife to kill him!
In the midst of surging emotions, her exquisite nails pierced the skin of her palm.
As Bing Xin's thoughts were churning, she heard a commotion in the courtyard and quickly went to check.
"Who are you?!" Bing Xin still managed to conjure an ice needle from her bleeding hand.
"Xia Xiang sent us," Hu Yanjing said, holding the small knife up to Bing Xin.
Bingxin looked at the somewhat familiar dagger and then at the two people dressed in black. Her expression hardened, and she was about to pierce Huyan Jing's brow with an ice needle.
"Who is Xia Xiang? I don't know her!" Bing Xin said coldly.
"Mosaic - Ulabaha - Mosaic Shield!" Ren Chenfeng reacted quickly and protected himself and Hu Yanjing.
"Mind Control Technique - Ulabaha - Stillness" Hu Yanjing's hatred gradually became uncontrollable.
"Do you recognize this knife?" Ren Chenfeng asked quickly, seeing that Bingxin had calmed down.
"It's that little girl! What's your relationship with her?!" Bingxin had, of course, remembered the little knife that had almost pierced Lanling King's neck.
"What are you looking at again!" Bingxin noticed Huyan Jing's gaze, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she glared back directly.
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