Chapter 52

"You said that you were the only survivor of Lu Ming's death?" Hemo caressed her waist in a leisurely manner, just as he imagined, so slender that it seemed that with a light touch, it could soften into a ball. But this temperament...

Leng Yiyao sat on his lap with her waist straight, the expression on her face as if she had hit a ghost. I've never heard of this guy who likes beauty, but doesn't want to eat meat and vegetables.

The point is, how long have they met? Her body is only sixteen years old, and she is still in a state of not growing at all. Can he do it?

When she looked back and saw that Foyle was completely charred by lightning, she calmed down.

Homer raised his eyebrows, and the body on his legs suddenly softened, as if all the stiffness just now seemed like an illusion in the blink of an eye. She turned to her side, and her little Yingying face became more and more delicate under the light, but those eyes, layered on top of each other, shrouded in clouds and mist, made it impossible for people to see the depth.

"Unless someone can revive their souls, I'm the only one in the world who knows what happened that night." Leng Yiyao smiled and looked at him with a deep meaning. After all, she was the one who really recovered from the dead. However, how many people in this world can believe this kind of ghost legend? As for, when she left, she clearly clicked on the dead body on the ground. Twenty-nine underage boys and girls, plus Lu Ming and his personal guards, were just right.

If Frei was still standing at the door just now, shocked by his marshal's rare "closeness to beauty", then now, after listening to Leng Yiyao's smiling words, his whole person is not well.

This woman, the tone in her words, is not just a simple survivor.

It's like....

He frowned, and was about to speak, when the marshal suddenly glanced sideways at him.

Those eyes were cold and indifferent, like a warning to an onlooker, but more like a calm glance at an unimportant passerby.

Frey was shocked, lowered his head instantly, turned around, closed the bedroom door, and returned the room to the two of them completely.

"You said, what happened that night?" The weight on his body was negligible, and his eyes were calm and calm, as if he didn't have any insight into the deep meaning of her words.

Leng Yiyao tilted her neck and smiled. It is rumored that the relationship between the military and the royal family is normal. The marshal will only meet with the king at major ceremonies. He has never even given a wink to the two heirs. He will care about the truth of the night Lu Ming died?

"I only know that the highness outside the door contributed greatly to Lu Ming's death." She lowered her eyes and threw the blame at Lu Chen with a look of peace of mind. After all, if he hadn't had to find nine to eighty-one boys and girls to sacrifice alive, she wouldn't be able to be reborn, and she wouldn't have been able to kill Lu Ming, right?

Homer was sure that he had run into a fox with a lot of wisdom and closeness to the demon.

Not telling the truth, not telling all the lies. . . .

She could obviously not mention her scene before Lu Ming's death that night, but she said it now without breaking the truth.

It was too late for others to clear the relationship, but she just saw Lu Chen coming to find her, but instead exposed herself.

Do not understand the accident, do not understand?

Do not.

It was because she knew too much about the situation in the empire that she would bump into his arms so willingly.

interesting……

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I recommend my final article "The Return of the Reborn King".

He is an emperor who is admired and admired by everyone in the aristocratic circle, noble and arrogant, domineering. She is the No. 1 trader of the Xiao family, who controls wealth and is a leader in the industry.

After three years of love, he turned around and abandoned her like a shoe. Grandpa was forced to jump off the building in public, and his brain burst. The next moment, she was hit by a car across the street and died.

When she wakes up again, she has an extraordinary life, a superb appearance, and looks like a monster, squinting her eyes, smiling coldly, the king is back!

She started strong in the smoke of gunpowder, her eyes were deep like the sea, and her smile was secretive.

However, who will tell her why this road of revenge is getting more and more radiant?

The beauty under the moon has a face like a crown of jade. The god-like man glanced at her and smiled.

She shook her head and shook her head again: "This person really fulfills the final fantasy of all women in the world."

He smiled and smiled again: "Come up and lie down, I will satisfy all your fantasies."