Quickly wear I have countless vests

Chapter 131
And in this life, Xia Ling's task is to resolve all current conflicts...

Judging from the story of the original owner of the third plane, there are obviously two conflicting tasks at present, one is to avenge the original owner, and the other is probably to keep the precarious general's mansion.

Xia Ling threw away the tattered tiles in his hands, glanced at the faint-hearted Han Chen, his eyes were dim, and finally walked to the mound next to Han Chen and squatted down, thinking vaguely what.

This time when she joined the army, she was a female general, and the emperor asked her to take charge of the overall situation, but the uncle of the country came with an imperial decree, seemingly assisting her, but actually suppressing her.

And the original owner had such a level of concern that he was calculated and died unexpectedly.

But Xia Ling was not the original owner, at least, her attitude towards this uncle who held the imperial decree was to use an eye for an eye and an eye for an eye.

Xia Ling lowered her eyes, and when she was thinking about what to do next, or how to give the uncle a good show, a man in white clothes was standing on a branch of a tree quietly watching looking at her.

This man is really more beautiful than thousands of people in the world. He is dressed in a snow-white dress, and three thousand blue hairs are tied behind him like splashed ink. His eyebrows are like frost, his eyes are as cold as stars, and his mouth is even more beautiful. It is the infinite coldness under the moonlight.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes were staring at Xia Ling coldly.

Xia Ling squatted on the mound, her pair of beautiful eyes hid meaningful and intoxicating interest, her black eyes looked at him with a little meaning, squatted on the mound, and looked straight at this person who seemed to be a prostitute with an indecent posture. Fairy man.

Really, one heaven and one underground.

"Beautiful boy..."

When Xia Ling just opened his mouth to say hello to this man who was like a banished fairy, Jiu Zhuo's cold eyes swept slightly, and he didn't stay on Xia Ling too much. He got up together and left here again.

As the beautiful man left, pleasant wind chimes sounded from all around, and at the same time, there was even a faint fragrance of crabapple flowers.

Seeing the handsome man leave, Xia Ling just shrugged, and her eyes finally fell on the fainted Han Chen.

Turning her black eyes, she was thinking about how to give that uncle a big surprise.

.........

Han Chen fainted only for a short while, and woke up not long after.

When he saw Xia Ling's face, he immediately rolled his eyes again, as if he was about to faint.

Xia Ling looked at him coldly, and threatened him: "If you faint again, I'll kill you."

The crisp and cold female voice came, and I don't know if it was true or not, or Xia Ling's threat just now had an effect, and Han Chen really didn't faint anymore.

Han Chen regained consciousness from being half-dizzy and half-awake. This time, seeing the girl in red crouching on the mound, his little heart was startled. distance.

Suddenly, the red clothes squatting on the mound got up, walked towards the long sword that was thrown on the ground earlier, picked up the long sword and pointed it at Han Chen, and asked coldly: "Xi Where is Feng's imperial decree hidden?"

The body of the sword was white and bright, and under the moonlight reflected Senhan's coldness. The sword pointed directly at Han Chen with a serious killing aura, forcing Han Chen to answer Xia Ling's question directly.

Han Chen stared at the long sword with a cold aura flashing in front of his eyes. At this moment, he also forgot why Xia Ling came back to life. The cold sweat dripped down his body, and he was so frightened that he was dying. He tremblingly said: "In... ...in...in his..."

Xia Ling looked at Han Chen hesitating, and the long sword stabbed directly at the side of his face. This impact immediately broke Han Chen's thoughts. The instinct of survival acted on him, making him forget to think and lie, and subconsciously Trembling out: "Uncle Xi's left beauty."

(End of this chapter)