Shocking Concubine: Miss Wuchai Fifth

Jun Linjing raised his lips slightly, but did not smile, and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.

He lowered his head and looked down at Xiahou Wanqin coldly.

Xia Hou Wanqin's eyes flashed a glimmer of hope, her eyes were shining brightly, His Highness will definitely look at it for the sake of her sister...

Unexpectedly, Jun Linjing's long and narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, like a cold pool of ice, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Aren't you still dead?"

Xiahou Wanqin's face turned pale, as if someone had strangled her throat, and her pupils collapsed, unbelievable.

However, at this moment, the third elder, who had broken several bones, woke up slowly, raised his head, and roared angrily: "The blasphemer! The Yaomu Temple will never let it go... "

But when the third elder saw the scene in front of him clearly, his voice stopped abruptly, and he couldn't say another word in a daze, his bloodshot eyes looked ahead in amazement.

That...how did he appear here!

Not only did he appear here, but he shot himself just now?

The third elder couldn't turn his head around for a while, and he didn't even have time to organize his words: "You, why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, an unstoppable fierce wind came through the air, and the huge plaque that had been hung by the Spiritualists Guild for an unknown number of years fell down in an instant.

If he could not die, he would hit the head of the third elder.

The ground suddenly sank, and cracks appeared like spider silk.

Soon, the dark red liquid filled the cracks in the ground.

The third elder's entire head was buried in the ground, his limbs only had time to twitch, and there was no further movement.

As the culprit, Jun Linjing just tilted his head slightly, with a bloodthirsty chill blooming on his lips, and said lightly, "Dead."

His tone was extremely flat, as if he was stating an unusual matter.

Gu Xihe was secretly startled, this was not the first time she had seen him make a move, but she clearly felt...his cultivation was much more refined than before.

Just now, she could only capture the afterimage between his sleeves, the speed was too fast.

Jun Linjing took Gu Xihe's slender hand again, as if wanting to explore the flowers.

Gu Xihe had experienced his paranoia, so he simply spread his hands and let him take a closer look.

The green and white fingers are as green as jade, and the lines on the palm are clear and clear at a glance.

After thinking about it, Gu Xihe rarely asked curiously: "Did you see anything?"

Jun Linjing bowed her head and said nothing, her moist fingertips seemed to be tracing the lines of her palm, delicate and gentle one by one, as if she was treating the most precious treasure in the world.

Gu Xihe was slightly taken aback, in a trance for a moment.

A trace of tenderness flashed across Jun Linjing's eyes, and his voice was evil and low: "Well, I can see that this palm print says longevity."

As he spoke, he brushed Gu Xihe's palm, itching, like a goose feather brushing over the tip of his heart.

A strange emotion came to mind.

Suddenly, Gu Xihe realized that this was in front of a large crowd, so he slapped his paws away very rudely, and the roots of his ears inevitably turned slightly red. He pretended to be calm and squinted at Jun Linjing, unwilling to spit softly: "God stick!"

Jun Linjing and Gu Xihe got along as if no one else was there, and it was not abrupt at all, as if it should be like this.

Xia Hou Wanqin had just recovered from the shock of witnessing the death of the third elder, so she dared to sneak a look out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing this, he almost gritted his silver teeth, and was so angry.

Xia Hou Wanqin never thought that this supreme and noble Highness, apart from being cold and ruthless, would be so gentle!This kind of differential treatment was something that even her direct sister never had!

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