Devil San Shao VS Third Miss

Feng drove a Ferrari over and stopped outside the castle. An Zhimo's face was very pale, "You said... Qingqing is gone, Lemon's life or death is unknown..."

Feng nodded and said, "Yes, Master Han told me this, and I will take you to the hospital right now."

An Zhimo leaned weakly on Yu Anhen's shoulder, and she tightly grabbed Yu Anhen's clothes, "Hen...I'm so scared...I'm really scared..."

Yu Anhen rubbed An Zhimo's head gently, and said softly, "Momo... don't worry... the lemon will be fine..."

the other side.

"Mo Yingzi, you are so bold..." Ling Xihan's fair face was completely darkened, he pulled Mo Yingzi's long hair, looked into her eyes that couldn't hold back tears, and said sinisterly.

"Han... Young Master Han... I... I was wrong... Let... Let me go... Okay..." Mo Yingzi's legs were completely limp, she sat on the ground, the tears of fear could not be stopped shed.

Ling Xihan held a knife in his hand and put it around his neck. His smile became colder and colder. The knife reflected light under the light and reflected Ling Xihan's handsome face. He chuckled lightly. , "You will be afraid...Didn't I warn you...don't appear in front of me...but you still appeared...how to deal with you...kill...or bury alive..." The knife in his hand turned slightly, and Mo Yingzi's frightened face was cast on the knife again.

Perverted sadist... Ling Xingsu and Yun who just arrived at the side gave him an evaluation at the same time.

Ying couldn't help shivering, it seems that Ling Xihan was a lot gentler to him just now...

"Young Master Han! I do everything for you! For you! I like you so much!" Mo Yingzi's fear doubled, and she shouted with tears in her eyes.

"Oh?" Ling Xihan raised his eyebrows, then gently stroked Mo Yingzi's pale pretty face, "Do you like me...I'm very happy..."

Mo Yingzi's face touched by Ling Xihan began to heat up rapidly.

"Then, it should be a blessing to die under the knife of the person you like..." Ling Xihan lowered his voice slightly, and said in a cold voice.

"No...don't!" Mo Yingzi yelled, her tears became more violent.

Ling Xihan smiled, turned his saber back, and then clicked off the hair he was holding without hesitation.

"I'll spare your life...you shave all your hair yourself...and then go to be a nun...if you let me see you...it won't be so simple...at that time, finally prepare in advance A coffin." Ling Xihan played with the scissors in his hand, smiled faintly, then turned and left.

Mo Yingzi lay on the ground in a state of collapse. The thing she regretted most in her life was offending Ling Xihan.

"Han, where are you going now?" Ling Xingsu cast a lukewarm glance at Mo Yingzi not far away, he understood that if possible, Ling Xihan would definitely snap Mo Yingzi without hesitation, but , not now, after all, this is currently the site of the Han Group, so Ling Xihan also spared Mo Yingzi.

"Ling there. Mu Xiaoyu and Shangguan are still with him." Ling Xihan replied flatly.

"Mu Xiaoyu?! She's here too?!" Ying exclaimed, he didn't expect that they all brought Mu Xiaoyu.

"Didn't you know that Xin Nuoqing knew her? It's a matter of course." Ling Xihan shrugged slightly, and said indifferently, "Hey. The engagement ceremony in two days... can't spare him..."

Chapter 140 is over.