Chapter 269

Then, the killer's eyes beat with excitement and killing, holding a knife straight toward Lingye stab.

Move move to kill, move move to aim at Ling night's life gate, move move to all reveal kill machine.

Lingye fights with him barehanded.

Ling Ye's arm has been stabbed by the man in black. When the man in black held a knife and stabbed her heart directly -

the man in black thought that the man would die, but he didn't expect that he held his knife empty handed!

All of a sudden, the skin and meridians were cut by the sharp blade, the blood was flowing down with the tip of the knife, and the red white shirt was dripping on the ground.

Tick, tick.

The pupil of the man in black is tight. He tries his best to stab Lingye's heart.

But unexpectedly, Ling night in the palm has been cut, but directly broke the knife with his hand!

Kuangdang -

the knife fell to the ground.

Before the man in black reacts, Lingye has caught the man by backhand.

"Say, who sent you?" Lingye cut the back of his hand, so that he could not move, forced to ask.

"Yes..." The man in black's forehead had been in a cold sweat. Seeing that he could not kill but was captured, he turned his eyes and finally said: "it's Mr. Mo! It's Mo lengqing who sent me! "

What

It turned out to be him

If it was him

Kill yourself once and want to kill her a second time.

No wonder the killer's knife stabbed her in the heart.

Ling Yezheng was there. For a moment, her heart was as painful as the cold wind filled with ice dregs.

It's also Ling Ye's Kung Fu. The man in black catches the right time, kicks Ling ye away, breaks free from the shackles of Ling ye and runs away quickly.

Lingye is caught off guard and kicked to the ground.

She was lying on the ground powerless, with a bloody wound in the palm of her hand, deep bone visible, ferocious and terrible.

She looked at the blue sky blankly and helplessly. Her heart seemed to be soaked in cold water, cold and icy.

Is to detect that she is Ye Ling to come, so Mo Leng Qing wants to hurt the killer.

She didn't understand what she had done wrong

Why, why did Mo lengqing do this to her.

Lin Yurou needs to change her heart. Why don't she use someone else's.

Should she die

When Mo lengqing came to the rockery, he saw such a scene.

The boy was lying on the withered yellow lawn. His white shirt was covered with blood, and the palm of his hand was covered with blood. The blood rushed out and dropped on the ground, which was shocking in the withered yellow lawn.

And his eyes, empty and powerless, numb and desperate, like rag dolls

Such a scene, deeply hurt the ink cold engine's heart.

The heart seems to have been pinched by something. It's very painful.

"Lingye, how are you?" Mo lengqing frowned and carefully picked Ling ye up and let him lean in his arms. The feeling of Indescribability in his heart appeared again, as if he was about to lose his true love. The suffocation surrounded him again. He shook his body slightly and looked down at Ling Ye.

"Ink Ink... " Lingye doesn't know what to say. At this moment, she seems to be back to the day when she was spoiled by a man. The pain from her body makes her not clear. She feels the familiar feeling from a man, and she subconsciously sprinkles her love.

Beautiful peach blossom eyes full of mist, which is full of grievances, and even a drop of crystal along the corner of Lingye's eyes in his hand, ink cold Qing stiff body, brain a blank.

The young man in front of us, no matter in his manner or in his eyes Like Ye Ling.

At the moment, there is an idea in Mo lengqing's mind.

Ye Ling, Lingye

He is his Ye Ling!

It's her!

It must be her!

Trembling lips, his infatuated eyes fell on Ling Ye's face, "Ye Ling, is that you?"

Although this idea is ridiculous, although he has verified it countless times, this time, he blurted out.

The eye socket faintly is suffused with red, the Mo Leng Qing does not blink of looking at Ling night, the heart that beats quickly showed him at the moment of not calm.

Ling night empty eyes, this is like a focal length.

She Lengleng of looking at Mo Leng Qing.

Why is he here?

He looked at himself like this, his eyes were full of concern and worry, which was a good acting skill.

Tears quickly gathered in her eyes. Lingye didn't want to install any more. She licked her dry lips:

"yes, I'm Ye Ling."

Boom -

it's like thunder exploding in Mo lengqing's mind.

Ink cold Qing brain a blank.

He admitted it.He did admit it.

Lingye is Ye Ling.

Although fingerprint unlocking and iris unlocking are unsuccessful, his feelings and intuition are all telling himself that his idea is true.

Ye Ling is back!!!

Mo lengqing almost cried with joy.

"That night, the one who slept with me in the villa, was it you?" Mo lengqing holds the young man's cheek and asks foolishly. His eyes are like the starry night in Antarctica. It's warm and quiet. It seems that people can indulge in it.

"Yes." Lingye pursed her lips and struggled out of the man's arms.

"It's you I knew that night was not a dream I knew it was Ye Ling who came back... " Mo lengqing's deep and thin eyes are full of tears. That has always been cool and expensive face, expressionless face, was replaced by ecstasy and relief.

Fortunately, it was him.

Fortunately, it was Ye Ling.

The bottom of Mo lengqing's heart is like a tide. At the moment, his heart is full of surprise, excitement and the joy of recovery. He is immersed in a variety of clear emotions, so excited that he doesn't know what to do.

Lingye also recovered his mind in an instant.

The finger that hangs in the body side trembles, Mo Leng Qing moved to move a lip, in the Mou take distressed, "you......" The outstretched big hand hugs her again in his arms before Ling Ye reacts. Mo lengqing hugs her tightly and refuses to let go.

Do you pretend? Why is he clearly sorry for her, but now, he has made a look of heartache.

Isn't he the one who sent these killers?!

Still pretending to be affectionate?!

Ling ye, who is buried in the chest of Mo Leng Qing, suddenly pulls his lips strangely. He picks up the dagger on the ground and stabs him into his abdomen.

Thin fingers tremble badly, Ling night dare not look at his eyes, biting the lower lip, strong support body, staggering holding the wall, step by step out.