Quick Transmigration: After Villain Reaches Full Level Chapter 239: The killer’s self-cultivation (15)
Wow–
Hua Wu kicked a person, jumped on the window sill, jumped, light as a swallow, and landed on the tree outside the window, and the skirt drew a beautiful arc in the air.
The ribbon around the girl’s waist fluttered gently over the green branches and leaves.
“You know that Du Ling has too many things to do, he won’t leave you, chief dart, so you can do it yourself.”
Feng Zhong chased after him, only to hear the girl falling, and she disappeared into the pavilions after a few vertical jumps.
The people chasing from outside, but they didn’t see anyone, all looked at Feng Zhong.
Feng Zhong angrily rebuked: “Chase!”
A group of people hula after them.
Feng Zhong stared at the direction where Hua Wu disappeared, her last words beside her ears.
Du Ling…
If Du Ling really knew that he had stolen something.
I won’t let myself go.
He has already done this, and there is no turning back.
It’s better not to do one thing, and two to keep going…the first one is stronger.
Feng Zhong turned around and returned to the lobby. When he saw the man lying on the ground, he got angry again and kicked his subordinate who didn’t know if he was alive or dead.
“Trash!”
Not even a little girl!
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Flower Mist jumped off the top of the wall and ducked into the carriage parked by the wall.
The carriage quickly drove into the bustling streets and mixed into the passing motorcade.
In the carriage, Hua Wu took the tea handed by Lian Huai and drank three cups in a row.
Lian Huai waited for her to stop drinking, took the empty cup, and then asked, “Do you think he will believe what you say?”
“It doesn’t matter whether he believes it or not, as long as he suspects, he will be on guard.” She just wanted the two to fight. As long as Feng Zhong didn’t die so quickly, her goal would be achieved.
Feng Zhong knew very well who he was collaborating with. It was a fact that he embezzled ancient books. Even if he told Du Ling the truth at this time, Du Ling might not be very good on the surface, but he would definitely find a way to kill him in private. .
So he must be prepared.
As long as Feng Zhong was on guard, Du Ling couldn’t kill him.
While Feng Zhong knew that Du Ling really wanted to kill him, would he still sit and wait to die?
When these two people fight, wouldn’t the rivers and lakes become lively?
“Why are the rivers and lakes lively?”
“…” Is the not lively Jianghu called Jianghu?
Besides, the heroine is out of the mountain, and it’s not lively yet. Is it because I don’t respect my heroine?
Huawu slid down, leaning on the pillow, and said lazily: “I just like to watch the fun, can’t I?”
“…”
Lian Huai thinks this is something she can do.
She’s a little out of her mind, after all.
“Why did you deal with Du Ling?” He had no idea what she was doing.
“Have a grudge.”
Have a grudge? These two words made a ripple in Lian Huai’s heart.
His lips wriggled, and it took a while before he said, “What kind of grudge do you have with him?”
“The revenge of killing the father.” Hua Wu felt that it was inaccurate, and added: “There is also the revenge of killing the mother.”
Lian Huai looked at her with a strange look.
Hua Wu asked involuntarily: “Why do you care so much about him, you also have a grudge against him?”
“…”
Lian Huai neither denied nor admitted it.
Hua Wu sat up and leaned over to Lian Huai: “Is there really a grudge?”
Lian Huai leaned back, widening the distance from Huawu.
“Aren’t we just adding hatred to hatred?”
“…”
What kind of hatred?
Have this word?
Hua Wu’s eyes were bright, and she suddenly held Lian Huai’s shoulder, “We will cooperate well, and we will definitely be able to take revenge!”
Lian Huai: “…”
“Having a common goal, we are family, family…what are you doing?”
I don’t know when the carriage stopped, Lian Huai opened the door and went out, bowed his head slightly, and said in a good tone, “I’ll buy you… candy.”
But he pauses suspiciously…
Flower Mist thinks he wants to buy poison.
The carriage stopped on the side of the road, and went down Huai for a while.
Hua Wu was bored in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and leaned on the window to see the pedestrians coming and going.
“Sister, give me a stutter.”
Hua Wu looked down, a little beggar holding a broken bowl and looking at her pitifully.
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Lian Huai took the candy wrapped in oil paper and came out of the store, just to see the little girl lying beside the car window, looking at the little beggar under the car window.
The girl in clean and beautiful clothes looked at the dirty little beggar through the car window.
They are two worlds.
Lian Huai watched her get out of the car, took the little beggar’s hand, walked to the vendor selling buns next to her, and bought some buns.
Lian Huai waited for the little beggar to leave, and then passed.
“Why don’t you give him money?”
“Such a small child, give him money, he may die because of it.” Hua Wu held his clothes, “We…”
Lian Huai looked down at Hua Wu’s hand rubbing back and forth… Is his clothes a rag?
Halfway through Hua Wu’s words, there was a sudden silence behind her.
He was wondering when the girl suddenly crashed into his arms, pulled him around half a circle, and hid herself between the carriage and his arms.
Lian Huai smelled the sweet smell of candy in his hand.
Lian Huai suddenly realized that she was too petite for her…
Hua Wu’s hands passed through his robe, wrapped around his waist, turned his head slightly, and looked out.
Lian Huai looked back and saw nothing strange.
“What are you hiding?”
“The gift of fate may be late, but not late.”
Lian Huai didn’t understand what she meant when the little girl suddenly raised her head and pressed her chin to his chest, “Lian Huai, you are so fragrant and sweet.”
Lian Huai removed the sugar in his hand, “It’s sweet.”
“I said.” Hua Wu suddenly released him and walked towards the crowd.
The moment the girl left, the cold wind slammed into his arms, dissipating the warm breath.
Flower Mist walked so fast that it seemed to disappear around the corner.
Lian Huai then stepped up to catch up.
He caught up with Huawu and pulled her: “What are you doing?”
Hua Wu grabbed his hand with his backhand, pulled it aside, and hid behind a vendor’s shelf, “Don’t talk.”
She looks out, then pulls him out and continues.
Lian Huai followed her for a while and found that she was following the three people in front of her.
One of the girls is about her age.
The other two looked like bodyguards, protecting the girl from the left and the right.
Lian Huai followed for a while and found that he knew the girl ~IndoMTL.com~ Du Ling’s only daughter, Du Die’er.
When he went to the Du Mansion for help, he saw her several times.
Du Die’er and the two guards walked quickly, obviously not here to go shopping.
Hua Wu followed them from the bustling market to the deserted alley.
The person in front did not find anyone following.
The three of Du Dier finally stopped in front of a small courtyard, and before entering, they deliberately observed the surroundings.
Hua Wu and Lian Huai are hidden in the shadow of the corner, the place is a little small, and the two are next to each other.
Hua Wu looked up at him, “Wait for you…”
She said it again, swallowed it back, and resigned: “Forget it, I’ll go by myself.”
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