Chapter 64: Making mistakes turn out to be a waste

When Ding Xuefeng heard this, he looked up and saw that on the side of the ink-colored wall standing next to each other, a woman in a big red gold-edged dress was sitting there, gently shaking the bell on her wrist, and the corners of her mouth curled up, staring at him with a smile. If he didn't look carefully, who was not the Nangong Shuying who Ding Xuefeng was thinking about!

While Ding Xuefeng was both surprised and happy, he hurriedly looked around and then whispered: Master’s wife, why are you sitting there? It’s too dangerous. Come down quickly, Xuefeng will follow you below!

Oh! If I was at this height, I would hurt me. I would like to think that I would do anything else. I would just be a field woman. But you... Nangong Shuying smiled slightly, then changed his tone, and said with a slightly cold expression: Who told you to come to my Shuying House without permission? You have to meet me, I think you don't want to...

Don't I miss you now... Ding Xuefeng saw that Nangong Shuying's face turned slightly cold, and hurriedly interrupted her, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't come up with any good reason, so he could only whisper.

Grilled mouth! Nangong Shuying snorted lightly and said with a slight snorted.

Ding Xuefeng smiled embarrassedly and then hurriedly said: Master’s wife, come down quickly. Next time I will listen to you. I will never come to you rashly. OK? You are there, don’t let others see you!

Tsk... Since I am sitting here, I will never... Nangong Shuying gave him a blank look, then smiled sweetly: Then you have to catch your master's wife Ah!

That's natural! Ding Xuefeng smiled

Nangong Shuying jumped up from the edge of the wall, and the bright red dress fluttered in the wind, making a bulge, and the beautiful figure that could be seen vaguely turned around in the air and slowly fell down. Then, Ding Xuefeng, who had been prepared, stretched out his arms and hugged him in a beautiful and beautiful body.

Nangong Shuying's jade arm gently hooked Ding Xuefeng's neck, raised her head slightly and leaned down in Ding Xuefeng's ear and chuckled: It seems that Xuefeng is still a little capable, and he didn't let his master's wife fall...

Ding Xuefeng felt the heat blowing towards his ears, and the beauty in her arms was even more fragrant, touching her heart and spleen. For a moment, a primitive heat suddenly rose from her lower abdomen. Ding Xuefeng hugged Nangong Shuying's big hands and gently kneaded Nangong Shuying's buttocks, and then gently wiped the slowly hard and hard cock through the clothes of the two people, and laughed and said: The master's wife is looking for a good location!

Annoying! Nangong Shuying knew what Ding Xuefeng meant, and her body also felt something was rushing around. Although she had a skin-friendly relationship with Ding Xuefeng and her usual words were also slutty, after hearing Ding Xuefeng's teasing words, her cheeks were still slightly red. She hurriedly broke free from Ding Xuefeng's arms and stood aside. Her buttocks, which were covered by the beautiful clothes, were still numb when Ding Xuefeng kneaded just now.

Master's wife, I... Ding Xuefeng hurried to Nangong Shuying's side, his hot eyes self-evident

What to do? Nangong Shuying gave him a blank look. From the shyness that had just begun to return to his previous cold expression, which was very different from his previous attitude.

That... Master's wife, I miss you! When Ding Xuefeng saw that Nangong Shuying had become the wife of the head of the Goshawks who were so arrogant in the past, he didn't know what to do for a moment, so he had to smile in a low voice

What happened to me? Nangong Shuying said lightly

All arranged... Ding Xuefeng hurriedly replied: Don't worry, Han Yi will definitely not be able to escape from my palm this time!

Oh, so confident! Nangong Shuying snorted: I know what you mean, are there any other helpers?

Ding Xuefeng was stunned when he heard this, and then hurriedly said: No Ah... It's just that I made careful arrangements this time, so there will definitely be no mistakes. Naturally, I am full of confidence...

Is that right... Nangong Shuying pulled the corner of her mouth, then smiled and said: Do you know what the consequences of not telling me the truth?

What I told the teacher's wife was the truth! Ding Xuefeng said in a consistent manner

OK... Nangong Shuying nodded, it doesn’t matter, if you don’t listen to me, you will be beaten up by the time you go, don’t blame me for not being able to make a plan!

What did the master’s wife say? Ding Xuefeng smiled, I have arranged for someone to be with Han Yi. As long as I go to Nanping County, I will use the medicine given to me by my master’s wife to ensure that the gods are not aware of it. Others will only think that Han Yi is hurt in the battle with Liangshan Sword Sect. And according to what you said, it will definitely not hurt the root cause, and it will only make him unconscious. At that time, no one can find out the problem. So, I will take out the antidote and Lin Qingyu, hehe...

Nangong Shuying looked at Ding Xuefeng's head and shook her head and looked proud, and she sneered in her heart. She was so unbearable and ignored her work. She was poor Ding Ruiming tried so hard!

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Lin Qingyu walked slowly to his residence, looked at the empty courtyard, sighed, sat at the stone table in the courtyard, and remembered what the mysterious man said to him just now, and was secretly thinking in his heart. Could it be that he really wanted the mysterious man to rescue Han Yi?

But in that case, that person still doesn’t know what kind of request he wants to make?

But is there really someone going to assassinate Han Yi?

Is the words of that mysterious person trustworthy?

If he just...

After thinking for a long time, Lin Qingyu still dared not bet on Han Yi's safety. If someone really wanted to harm Han Yi secretly, he did not go because of his suspicion... Lin Qingyu could not accept this result and would not forgive her in the future.

Soon, Lin Qingyu's spiritual consciousness moved, and then looked up and it turned out that the ugly old monster was crossing the door. Lin Qingyu frowned and then said suspiciously: Why are you back?

The ugly old monster quickly walked to Lin Qingyu, first bowed and bowed, and then said respectfully: Today, Miss Lin asked the old slave to stare at the high-speed rail Tai. I see that you have been with him just now, so I didn't dare to disturb him. I thought that when you separate from him, I would stare at him...

When I was with High Speed ​​Railway Tai, wouldn't you stare at Ding Ruiming? Lin Qingyu said coldly

This... The ugly old monster hesitated for a moment, but still laughed and said indifferently: Miss Lin said that I would stare at the high-speed rail Tai... Old slave... I didn't dare to have any extra thoughts

! Lin Qingyu listened to the ugly monster's words, her eyes cold, and then said word by word: You are really obedient!

Lin Qingyu remembered the name of the person mentioned by the high-speed railway today, which is Ding Ruiming

And what the mysterious man meant later that someone wanted to assassinate Han Yi, but he didn't know all of this beforehand, and fell into a prison like a fool and let someone lead him by his nose. If Ding Ruiming really wanted to assassinate Han Yi, but he made Han Yi fall into a dangerous situation in vain, in the final analysis, this so-called ugly old monster who can lurk in advance in the information had no effect at all. If he had stared at Ding Ruiming early and learned about Ding Ruiming's idea arrangements earlier, he would not have been so passive in front of the mysterious man...

For a moment, Lin Qingyu felt an inexplicable anger in her heart. She stared at the ugly old monster with cold eyes. The ugly old monster was frightened and swallowed secretly and said: Miss Lin, calm down... The old slave just thinks that Ding Ruiming is just the deputy head of the Ganghawks. I think I know some secrets about the Ganghawks, and it's not necessary...

Deputy Chief? No need? Lin Qingyu listened to the ugly old monster's words and looked tall and raised his eyebrows for a moment. His beautiful cheeks were covered with clouds. Then he said in a deep voice: You also know that the mysterious and intriguing ancestral hall in the back mountain of the Ganghawks must be the secret of the Ganghawks. If the high-speed rail Tai enters the ancestral hall, Ding Ruiming can stay outside. Do you think Ding Ruiming is important to the Ganghas? Do you know the secret of the Ganghas? Is it necessary?

Three questions in a row, coupled with Lin Qingyu's angry tone and the look of killing, made the ugly old monster's face sweat. The ugly old monster had never seen Lin Qingyu's angry, and the last time he got so angry, he secretly drugged her... When he thought of this, the ugly old monster's heart suddenly broke out. Lin Qingyu would not want to treat himself... It's not necessary, it's just a Ding Ruiming Ah!

What the ugly old monster didn't know is that Ding Ruiming was not so important in normal times, but now Lin Qingyu told himself through the high-speed rail Tai that the so-called inner demon of the Goshawks might be Ding Ruiming. Lin Qingyu had already believed the mysterious man's words, thinking that Han Yi was in danger, and the ugly old monster had no idea at all. He was still playing the so-called text game with Lin Qingyu here, saying something Lin Qingyu just asked him to watch the high-speed rail Tai, but Ding Ruiming didn't pay any attention. In this way, how could Lin Qingyu not be annoyed? The ugly old monster was also unlucky, and it just hit Lin Qingyu's gun, which was just backfiring.

The ugly old monster was panicked for a moment and hurriedly knelt on the ground and said anxiously: I didn’t think so much about it... Otherwise, I would stare at Ding Ruiming now, but the high-speed rail Tai... No, I would stare at the high-speed rail Tai... No, Ding Ruiming... The old slave...

Lin Qingyu looked at the ugly old monster and only knelt in a panic. She thought that Han Yi was in danger at this time. According to what the mysterious man said, maybe Ding Ruiming or the so-called mastermind behind the scenes would take action halfway, and his heart became more angry. When the green sleeves rose, a powerful aura surged out in an instant, and he was about to roar towards the ugly old monster.

When the ugly old monster saw Lin Qingyu going to do something, he was so scared that he hurriedly lay on the ground and kowtowed: Miss Lin, please spare your life!

After a long time, the ugly old monster found that nothing was wrong. Looking up gently, Lin Qingyu did not take action, restrained her breath and stood aside, but her eyes were still chilling, her face was full of anger, and her chest was fluctuating, as if she was trying her best to suppress the anger in her heart. The ugly old monster turned his mind and then hurriedly said: Miss Xie Lin's grace is for not killing!

Lin Qingyu suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and then said coldly: Go and watch out for the high-speed rail Thai. If something goes wrong, just...get out!

Yes, yes... The old slave took his leave! The ugly old monster hurriedly stood up and ran out the door

When he left the door, the ugly old monster raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and calmed down. It seemed as if he had just walked at the gate of hell. There was still a cold air behind him. He looked back at the yard and sighed inwardly. He originally planned to take advantage of Han Yi's departure, but he could not hold back for a long time. He could take this opportunity to have a good time intimate with Lin Qingyu, but he didn't expect... hey!

When the ugly old monster left, Lin Qingyu sat at the stone table, closed her eyes slightly, breathed in a few moments, and when she opened her eyes again, she had already returned to her usual calm and gentle appearance. The anger in her eyes was gone, and the rest was just helplessness and determination!

Lin Qingyu took out a light green jade bottle from her arms expressionlessly, held it in her hand, slowly clenched it, and when she loosened it again, only a little powder was left in the palm of her palm, and slowly disappeared under the gentle breeze that passed by the quiet courtyard from time to time.