Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Today, he may not recognize the origin of this sword.

  Ouyang Queming quickly moved his eyes away, seemingly listening to the voices outside, but various matters kept flashing in his mind.

  He thought, now he knows the identity of this mysterious Muqing girl.

  Baitang, the young master of Chongyan Palace.

   No wonder, bearing a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, blood and deep hatred can be related to this Fei Yuque.

  Colleague, Ouyang Queming admires Baitang very much. She is still so calm when she bears such a blood feud, and she has never seen her seek help from others.

   "Just now, did you hear the screams in the room?"

   "I heard, this sounds scary."

   "Two living girls went in, and two mummies came out. It was terrible."

   "People outside envy us in Feiyu Que. As everyone knows, Feiyu Que is the most terrifying place. The sect master is moody, and we maids, if we don't pay attention, we will die."

   "The butler arranged for me to serve the young master tomorrow, Lan Er, if I can't come back, can you do me a favor?"

   "You've helped me so much, why don't you be polite now, just say it."

"If I die, please help me give this letter to my parents. There is a box under my bed, which contains the money I have accumulated for a long time. I divided it into three parts, one for you, and the other for keeping. You can build a good grave for me, and the rest will be given to my parents. This letter is to... to Brother Daqiang, just when I change my mind and tell him to forget me and live a good life."

  The two girls hugged and comforted each other.

  Deng Jinlin sighed: "What a good girl, unfortunately... bad luck."

  Ouyang Queming asked: "Miss Mu, if that person doesn't survive and fail to keep your three-year agreement, what will you do?"

   Seeing that they hadn't gone far away, Baitang chatted for a while: "We and you, what is love? What is liking?"

  Deng Jinlin murmured: "Ask what love is in the world, and teach people to agree with each other..."

  Ouyang Queming: "You can like a lot if you like it, and I don't know about love..."

  Baitang: "There is a couple who love each other very much. The wife dies of illness. What should the husband do?"

  Deng Jinlin: "The dead are gone. Husbands should not live in pain forever. Get up and live a good life. My wife must hope that he can live a good life."

  Baitang asked again: "Then, will my husband marry again?"

  Deng Jinlin: "It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. He can't live his whole life by guarding his wife's wooden signboard. A wife doesn't want her husband to be taken care of or accompanied by anyone."

  Bai Tang: "What if the husband died? What about the wife alive? The husband must also hope that the wife has no one to take care of her, no one to accompany her. It is best for the wife to remarry."

  Deng Jinlin: "This is impossible..."

  Baitang continued to ask: "Why not? Husbands are allowed, but wives are not. Is brother Deng the dead wife? Can you peek into the inner thoughts of a dead person?"

  Ouyang Queming said: "Love is the only thing. How can one person fall in love with several people. That's not love, it's just liking."

Baitang: "A husband loves his wife. If the wife is defiled by another man, the husband can't bear it. The husband hugs him left and right, making his wife a beautiful concubine, but the wife can't help it. Brother Ouyang, love is the only thing, gender can't make love different That's right."

"Love is giving, and love also includes possession. You have given a lot, and it is not normal not to want to get something in return. Brother Ouyang just asked, what should I do if he didn't come? When I made this decision, I had already thought about it. Come, I will kill someone, and in the days to come, I will wander the world alone."