The Secret of the Seal

Yang Shangfei was in a hurry and was not willing to delay again. He rushed to Qin Dongyi to find out, "Mr. Qin, let's go. txt>

The chasing family and the month-by-month family live side by side, not far apart. The group walked in a hurry, and it took only half an hour before and after, and they arrived at the station of the month-by-month family. The style of the Yueyu people is almost the same as that of the chasing family. At this time, Qin Dong also had no appreciation. Under the leadership of Yang Shangfei, he went straight to Miss Yang’s boudoir.

When he came to the mortuary, Shaping saw Yang Xin, who was lying quietly in his eyes. A heart was like the pain of being invisible. I saw a delicate face of Yang Xin. At this time, there was no trace of blood, and white was like a piece of paper. If it weren't for her pretty nose, every time I would, I would gently agitate it and let the weak air flow pass. It would make people think that it was a dead man lying at this time.

Seeing Yang Xin, the heart of Shaping almost broke the pain. As soon as he entered the room, he snorted and flew past. However, when his hand was about to touch Yang Xin’s cheek, the other hand suddenly came out from the oblique thorn. If the wind was like electricity, it was strange and fast, just grabbing Shaping’s wrist.

The strength of the other party is not weak, and Shaping is completely martial-free. When the mouth is neutral, it makes a sigh, and the figure follows. [

"Mr. Ling, let go, are all people!" Yang Shangfei hurried forward.

With Yang Shangfei's words, the hand loosened Shaping. On the side of Shaping, while rubbing his faint wrist, he looked up and looked at Mr. Ling. This time, he couldn’t help but raise a bitter chill, and he couldn’t help but make a nap.

I saw Mr. Ling, his body was thin and thin, and his face was wearing a tin mask with a white light shining on his face. He blocked his entire face, only revealing a pair of dark and deep eyeballs, and his hair was sharp and sharp. Cold light. The whole person looks like a ghost, and people feel quite daunting and afraid to get close.

"Yang patriarchs, who are they, how do you bring them here? Do you forget that Miss is now in an extremely dangerous situation, and he will be arrogant at any time." This Mr. Ling is not only strange, but even speaks. The voice is also creepy. In just a few words, Shaping’s forehead was covered with a layer of fine cold sweat.

Yang Shangfei seems to be very respectful to Mr. Ling. When he speaks, he is obviously careful. "Mr. Ling, this Mr. Qin is the high person I invited back, maybe there is a way to save my heart."

"Gao Ren?" Yang Shangfei's voice fell, Mr. Ling's eyes fell on Qin Dong's body. First, Qin Dong looked up and down a few times, and then his eyes were full of contemptuous words. "Yang patriarch, you are so confused! A few squeaky hairy little boys, clearly are rivers and lakes liar, but you regard them as high people. It’s ridiculous! But then again, Yang’s patriarch is in a hurry to go to the hospital, and he is also a woman!”

Listening to Mr. Ling’s words so harsh, Yang Shangfei was shocked and hurriedly rushed to Qin Dong’s eyes to apology, fearing that Qin Dong would be angered, and that Qin Dong would go away and his baby daughter would lose his life. Opportunity, but Qin Dong is angry and frustrated, not only Mr. Ling, but he is afraid that he will be unlucky with him. But fortunately, Qin Dong’s expression is as peaceful as ever, without the slightest anger.

"Mr. Ling, you misunderstood, this Mr. Qin is..." Qin Dong’s cultivation is good, but it is impossible to have no bottom line. Yang Shangfei hurriedly waved his hand and wanted to make clear to Mr. Ling, saving him from talking nonsense. .