Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"hiss……"

A shrill and angry voice brought Meng Zhiling back to her senses.

Following the sound, he saw the man who had been on top of him sitting up straight, looking at him with burning eyes.

Of course, Meng Zhiling was not so narcissistic as to think that the man was attracted by her beauty. On the contrary, his murderous intent had completely filled his eyes.

Meng Zhiling was shocked. He was clearly only one breath away from death, but how come he suddenly had the strength to sit up? Such perseverance and physical fitness were definitely not possessed by ordinary people.

She responded with the same look. Now that she had changed her appearance, it was of course impossible for her to sense the specific power in him.

"Your eyes tell me that you are trying your best to kill me, but do you think I will give you such a chance?" Meng Zhiling stood up slowly, exuding a cold temperament all over her body, and limped slowly towards the man.

But it was precisely because of this speed that her originally thin body suddenly gained a bit of dominance and determination.

"What do you think? Do you want to kill me or let me save you and then submit to me? Of course, I don't think you will have more time to figure out what to choose." Meng Zhiling leaned down and whispered softly in the man's ear. Her innocent face coupled with the devilish voice made people shudder.

"Hmph, in my dictionary, Qiao Surong, there is no such thing as submitting to others." The man didn't even need to think about it, and his magnetic voice sounded. Compared to his current embarrassed appearance, the voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Hahaha, you are courageous. Of course, although I, Meng Zhiling, have killed people without blinking an eye throughout my life, I have never been a villain who takes advantage of others in distress, so you just wish yourself good luck." After saying that, she ignored Qiao Surong's life or death.

The first reason was that she didn't know whether this man was a friend or an enemy. Besides, she would never easily trust a so-called friend again in her life. The second reason was that she heard the sirens outside. Before she fully understood her situation, she didn't want to cause herself unnecessary trouble.

"Girl, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. If you leave like this today, I guarantee that you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Who? Who's talking?"

In the dark night sky, an old voice suddenly sounded. Meng Zhiling mobilized all her vigilance and carefully felt everything around her.

"Don't look for it anymore. I'm right on your left wrist." The old man's voice sounded again, and this time, he didn't keep anyone in suspense.

Meng Zhiling raised her left wrist doubtfully, only to see a jade bracelet on her wrist. Beneath the transparent emerald green, she could vaguely see red like bloodshot moving around. In this pitch-black environment, she could still see a halo covering its surface with the naked eye.

Meng Zhiling had seen all kinds of strange things in her previous life, but something this weird was quite novel.

He pulled up a meaningful smile and was about to take off the bracelet.

"Don't try to get rid of me. The person identified by the Blood Jade cannot escape his fate no matter where he hides. Girl, the only way to survive is to accept your fate." The old man spoke in a tone that made her want a beating. Even though Meng Zhiling gritted her teeth, she could do nothing.

Because she found that she really had no way to take off the jade bracelet. This evil thing seemed to have grown natively on her body.

"Hmph? Fate? I am my own fate!" Meng Zhiling also said arrogantly. Even though such a big change had happened, Meng Zhiling still did not believe in fate. She only believed that her resentment was too heavy, so she came back to life and used this thin body to complete her revenge.

For a long time, the other party did not say a word. Meng Zhiling thought that the old man had been frightened by her majesty and ran away, because next she wanted to find a stone or a cutting machine to destroy the jade bracelet. Otherwise, if she did not carry such a weird thing with her, she would be tortured into a lunatic.

But when he took another step, the old man spoke again.

"Girl, don't dream of destroying me. Destroying me is more terrifying than letting me live in your body. I think that's a price you are unwilling to pay." Sure enough, the good times didn't last long.

"Stop talking nonsense. Just tell me what the consequences are. How can I make you leave me? I don't want all my privacy to be peeped into, even when I'm taking a shower." Meng Zhiling was furious. She stopped again and yelled at her wrist.

"The consequence is that you will be reduced to ashes. You will never appear in this world again. As for how can I leave you..."

"When the time comes, I will naturally leave." The old man explained again in his slow and self-proclaimed wise tone.

"Don't keep me in suspense. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Meng Zhiling resisted the urge to swear again. This feeling of being at the mercy of others was really frustrating. It seemed like making this body stronger would be a long and arduous journey.

"Haha, don't worry about that. Actually, I can't feel your thoughts at all, so I can't pry into your heart and secrets. I also don't have vision, so I don't know what you did. I'm a very self-aware person, not the old rogue you imagine..."

Meng Zhiling couldn't help but complain, "Isn't this called being able to see into her thoughts? Isn't this called not knowing what she did?"

"Alright, old scoundrel, cut the crap and just tell me what you want me to do." Meng Zhiling was already on the verge of losing her temper. If this old man didn't shut up, she thought, what would it matter if he was reduced to ashes? She had already died once, so why would she care?

As if he understood the meaning of her words, the old man smiled awkwardly, "I've already said that I'm not an old rogue. From now on, you can call me Master. You are the only disciple I will accept in this life."

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"If you keep talking nonsense, do you believe that I will cripple your hand and you at the same time?" Meng Zhiling clenched her fists, unable to bear it any longer.

Sure enough, this trick works better than anything else.

"Qiao Surong, wake up, Qiao Surong, wake up..."

Meng Zhiling kept repeating this so-called "spell" with one hand on his chest until her forehead was sweating and her back was soaked with sweat.

A miracle finally happened. The heart that had calmed down started beating again. Meng Zhiling could hardly believe what was happening before her eyes.

She immediately retracted her hand. This was the first time she had such "skin-to-skin" contact with a man, but the old rogue said that it could not be done through clothes. After feeling Qiao Surong's heartbeat and hot body temperature, Meng Zhiling felt anxious, as if her heart had been scratched by a cat.

"Hey, old rogue, I've saved the person. Can you leave now?"

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Meng Zhiling raised her foot and was about to leave.

"Call me Master, my good disciple." The old man used the tone of coaxing an eighteen-year-old girl, which made Meng Zhiling so angry that she kept rolling her eyes in her heart.