My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Black Ji suddenly reached out and condensed a gray-black energy claw in the void, and buckled the neck of Song Xinghe!

Song Xinghe suddenly locked his throat and was painfully unable to breathe!

"Hey...black...black Ji adults...I...I was wrong..." Song Xinghe was begging for mercy.

Black Ji sneered: "Song Xinghe, I see you seem to be more and more arrogant... I really dare to say anything...

Do you think that our sisters and brothers are not the opponents of Ye Fan? Finally, rely on you to save us? ”

"Small... the villain didn't dare..." Song Xinghe blushes.

Black Jimu dew killing machine: "Don't forget, I am practicing soul black magic. Your set of substitutes has no meaning in front of me. Your body can change, but your soul can't change.

I can find you once, I will find you twice, three times... countless times... In front of me, you have no arrogant capital! ”

After that, Black Ji released the Song Xinghe, who had already turned blue.

Song Xinghe breathed in a big mouth, his eyes were shrinking in fear, and he dared not speak more.

"If not, if you helped my brother to cure his legs, just rely on what you just said, I will kill you!" Black Ji coldly said: "It’s no wonder that you guys who only know how to kidnap women. Do not fight Lucifer."

Song Xinghe nodded again and again. "The villain...the little man knows, and listens to the instructions of the black man."

"You don't have to install it, I know that you are not convinced in your heart." Black Ji dismissed: "You also squirted urine, what kind of look you are, your bad acting, thought you could fool me?"

I have given you the opportunity, gave you money, and gave you the manpower, but in the end you not only failed to catch Lucifer's woman, but lost all of his men.

I am afraid that the woman named Tong Huizhen, after going to hell, is also keeping your incompetence underneath. ”

Song Xinghe bit his teeth. "She is just a **** that I have raised. It is a cumbersome one. It is not enough to die... Black Ji, I am just a moment, please believe me, I will do better next time."

"There is no next time," Black Ji said coldly: "I only allow you to send someone to catch a woman in Lucifer, but he does not allow you to do anything to kill Lucifer.

You secretly want to kill Lucifer with a high-voltage grid. Do you think I don't know?

You are too naive, if this can kill him, how can the White Queen and the Holy Dragon Knight die? ”

Song Xinghe's face was pale, and he did try to kill Ye Fan, even sacrificing Tong Huizhen, a woman who lost value for him.

Just did not expect that Hei Ji had already discovered his plan, but he did not puncture it.

Once Black Ji refuses to provide him with money and manpower, he wants revenge more difficult...

"Black Ji Daren! I am wrong! I no longer dare to be the master!" Song Xinghe quickly squatted on the ground, looking dignified.

Originally, he also counted on visiting the world, trying to cultivate ancient Wu or magic to defeat Ye Fan.

However, during this period of travel, I heard all kinds of news about Ye Fan in the underground world, so that he only felt that the gap with Ye Fan was getting bigger and bigger. It seems impossible to rely on cultivation to revenge.

In desperation, Song Xinghe had to consider technologically, making weapons to kill Ye Fan.

But he has to hide and hide, and the second is to burn money for experimentation. Without the economic pillar, it is impossible.

A few months ago, Hei Ji didn't know where to get the news, suddenly found him and asked him to cure his brother, the Black Emperor.

After the war with the Ye Fan, the Black Emperor fell into the sea, severely neglected his legs, and loaded some unconscious prostheses, which could not exert strength for the ancient warriors.

Therefore, Song Xinghe became a person of Shenyin, using his technique to re-grow a leg for the Black Emperor, and even strengthened the physical function of the Black Emperor.

It’s hard to have a place where you can shelter from the wind and rain. You can provide him with shelter and give him money to do research. Song Xinghe doesn’t want to go back to the days of stray dogs.

What's more, he can't lie in front of Black Ji, Black Ji's soul black magic is the nemesis of his bionics technology!

"Don't try to play tricks in front of me. Your waste, you can live in the underground world until now, you should be grateful, understand?" Black Jisen said coldly.

"Small...the villain understands, thanks to the black man who does not kill the grace..." Song Xinghe screamed in trepidation, his eyes full of sorrowful colors...

......

In the secret base, a room for employees to rest, became the cell of Feng Yueying.

Feng Yueying sat in a chair with red eyes, some fruits and snacks in front of him, and some water.

She did not cry for a long time, she was quiet, because she realized that crying was useless, and everything she did could not help Ye Fan.

The inner loss makes Feng Yueying constantly resentful of herself... From the time she first met Ye Fan, she has been protected by men, and she... seems to be unable to do anything.

At this time, the door opened and the foggy night came in.

When the girl entered, a Fusang soldier guarding the door quickly closed the door.

"Feng sister..." The foggy night screamed softly.

Feng Yueying looked up and bitterly said: "Hey, do you really have to go this step, do you not believe in Ye Fan?"

"Sister Feng, you can't understand. From an early age, you know that the whole family was killed by the kind of pain... that kind of lonely person, the feeling of unaccompanied, how uncomfortable, you will not understand.

You should not ask more about this matter. I just want to tell you, you are assured to stay here, I will not let them hurt you..." The foggy night is secluded.

Feng Yueying got up and walked in front of the foggy night, grabbing the girl's shoulders hard and said: "I don't understand, but can you understand if you can't understand?"

Have you ever thought about why he didn't let you go to the hotel to see him, but would like to go to this strange base?

All this, just because he chooses to trust you unconditionally! He is willing to get involved in danger, he is willing to take risks for you! ”

In the foggy night, I bite my lower lip, my eyes are red, and I am silent.

"I don't know how it feels to lose all family members... but I know very well that the real family is sure to hope that their family can be safe and happy!

Your grandfather, I don't know if he is a counterfeit goods made by Song Xinghe, but one thing I can be sure is that if he is really your grandfather, you should not urge you to take revenge and let you be the only granddaughter. Take the risk of life!

You resent Ye Fan refuses to help you, does not take you to the previous generation of the Dragon King, does not take you to the clan's people ... but you think about it, he did all to protect you, isn't it! ? ”

"Sister Feng, don't say it! My grandfather is not fake! No!"

Feng Yueying painfully fell into tears. "I am just a useless woman. I can't help him. I will only give him a hind leg, but hey... I will die in this place even today, and I must say it in my heart!"

You are actually wondering yourself, is your grandfather really alive! You just don't dare to face it! Don't want to question! !

Because you are too eager to have a loved one, so you don't want to believe that he is fake!

You calm down, temporarily put aside the **** seas and hate, calmly think about it... Are you Ye Fange, really a selfish person?

Hey, who is the grandfather who suddenly emerged and didn’t know the true and false, who really grew up with you? Are you really worthy of the master who raised you? ”

In the foggy night, Feng Jingying looked shocked and looked at Feng Yueying in a stunned look. In her eyes, Feng Yueying has always been a gentle, weak woman.

But at this moment, she seems to feel the explosive power of a woman's body, a kind of hysterical thing...

After a long silence, a misty night, slowly taking Feng Yueying's hand away.

She turned and walked outside the door.

"Sister Feng...you take a break, you are tired..."

The foggy night walked out of the room and the door was closed again.

Feng Yueying bit his lip biting disappointment, quietly thinking for a while, she was a series of beautiful, gradually determined.

The woman looked around and found a small mirror on the table. She went over, picked up the mirror and fell to the ground!

"Hey!"

The mirror is broken.