Chapter 1719
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Ye Qing Luo didn't speak for a long time. In Feng Ling's eyes, it meant that her body and mind were heavily injured and she was grieving.
Hence, Wind Chimes smiled smugly like a blooming chrysanthemum. "Do you feel sad, upset, and in despair?"
Her steps were light as she walked towards Ye Qing Luo.
"Do you really think Brother Di loves you that much? He's only after this special body of yours. "
The woman smiled gently and calmly, but the ruthlessness in her eyes could not be concealed.
"The disciples of the Imperial Palace should be rushing over to save you." Feng Ling smiled again. "But I don't want you to live. What should I do?"
Ye Qing Luo remained silent.
Those eyes that were as calm as still water did not have the slightest bit of emotion.
If one person was showing off, mocking, stabbing a knife into the other person's heart.
That person didn't speak for a long time. At first, one could think that she was grieving, grieving so much that she couldn't speak.
However, if it was someone who was trying to show off, even if they chattered on and on, the other party wouldn't even have an expression on their face.
It felt like he had punched a pile of cotton.
Feng Ling's eyes were filled with anger, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Ye Qing Luo's collar, lifting her up from the ground: "Slut! Do you think that I'm lying? I'll kill you now and see if Brother Di will come and save you! "
Ye Qing Luo frowned slightly.
Windling's actions were extremely crude.
The wounds on her body were throbbing in pain.
Feng Ling lowered her head and her gaze fell on Ye Qing Luo's chest, the wound that could fit a hand.
A trace of treacherous ruthlessness flashed across her beautiful eyes.
"Big Brother Di is also very interested in your Profound Heart Jade. Before I kill you, I'll give it to Big Brother Di. Big Brother Di will definitely be very happy."
Feng Ling smiled charmingly.
His hand also stretched out towards Ye Qing Luo's chest.
Just as Feng Ling's hand was about to touch Ye Qing Luo's wound.
Her pink lips moved, and a slightly hoarse voice suddenly rang out, "He won't come to save me?"
Wind Ling's hands stopped moving.
A hint of joy and pride flashed across his eyes.
"Yes, he won't come to save you." After getting a response, Windling retracted her hand.
She didn't intend to kill Ye Qing Luo like this.
She wanted Ye Qing Luo to taste the agony, to taste the despair of not being able to get what she wanted.
"He's the Palace Master of the Imperial Palace, the most honorable existence in the entire Nirvana Realm. Why would he risk his life to save an insignificant woman like you?"
Feng Ling smiled. "However, Brother Di treats you quite well. At least he arranged for the Emperor Palace's disciples to save you. He also asked me to come and see if you're dead."
Ye Qing Luo's pupils contracted slightly.
The expression on his face was somewhat gloomy.
Looking at the changes in Ye Qing Luo's expression, Feng Ling continued to smile contentedly, "Ye Qing Luo, don't think too highly of yourself. Brother Di doesn't need a useless woman by his side. You're just a chess piece, a chess piece that can be discarded anytime."
"I don't believe it." Ye Qing Luo's breathing was trembling and her voice was also trembling.
Her charming eyes blinked weakly.
Feng Ling was so pleased with herself that she didn't notice the sneer in Ye Qing Luo's eyes.
"What has it got to do with me whether you believe it or not?" Feng Ling threw her heavily onto the ground, "Ye Qing Luo, you're so smart so you should have sensed it. If it wasn't for Brother Di telling me you're here, how would I be able to find traces of the Dark Sacred Region?"
"You know everything, you just don't dare to believe it."
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