MTL - Every World Seems Not Quite Right (Quick Transmigration)-Chapter 22 天师灵异文10
Although Song Dao has been fighting with Lin Biao, he has been paying attention to Shao Qian’s movements. He is screaming after seeing his voice hitting the West: "The doll is really powerful."
Lin Biao really hated Song Dao, obviously fighting with his own but still distracted to pay attention to other things, this ... this ... really uncle can not bear it.
Lin Biao’s IQ, which was not on the line for hundreds of years, was finally normal once. He shot a few spells in succession. When he was not paying attention to Song Dao, he would have a piece of paper mixed with it. When Song Dao took a few spells to hide it, he suddenly felt that he could not Moved, the eyes slightly down to see the foot of his foot actually stepped on a yellow note, I think this is the sign to set him on the spot.
"Oh." Lin Biao saw that Song Dao was restrained and said: "Look at Lao Tzu not kill you."
Shao Qian saw that Lin Biao actually took control of Song Dao. I don’t know why my heart was inexplicably irritated. He even thought that if Lin Biao dared to hurt Song Dao, he must let him not die.
"Distraction is not good." Li Guiyao Yao saw Shao Qian with a worried color and paid attention to Song Dao's sneer, and then rushed directly to Shao Qian to hold his neck.
Shao Qian was already annoyed at this time. The partiality of the devil did not know how to live together. At the moment when Li Gui rushed over, he slammed a punch and hit the ghost in front of him. Even because of too much force, the ghost was directly attached to the wall.
Lin Biao can't care about what hurts Ghost Yaoyao now. He now only wants to kill Song Dao and take his soul out to make a ghost waiter.
"When you are dead, I will take the little devil back and adjust the training." Lin Biao took the dagger that was entwined with the curse in his hand, and went to Song Dao and stared at his eyes with a sinful look: "I will be in front of me." Your face is good to taste his taste."
Song Dao stared at Lin Biao's mouth and said with a word: "How can my doll make you encounter this animal? Even if I kill him by hand, I will not allow others to touch him."
"..." Shao Qian pressed the forehead of the pain, and then applied the power of the soul to his feet, flew directly to Lin Biao, and did not care whether the beheading in his hand would hurt Song Dao.
In the end, the dagger that had wrapped the spell passed over the corner of Song Dao and flew out with Lin Biao. Then Song Dao was also punched, and the spell stuck at the foot also lost its effect.
Song Dao looked at Shao Qian’s face and touched his nose to the side of Lin Biao who was kicked and could not climb up. A dagger that had been picked up and dropped aside was inserted on his right shoulder: “Lin, I will not kill you. Don't dare, but look at you as the only son of Master. Now roll, don't wait for me to repent."
God knows how much he wants to kill the **** directly.
"That ran away." Shao Qian was still thinking about how the devil was being beaten out. Why didn't he rush? Now it seems that she has escaped when she saw Lin Biao's injury. This speed is really slow.
"Don't worry about her." The room is full of haze, and a casual glimpse can easily find the whereabouts of the female ghost.
"Yeah." Shao Qian nodded: "This police station..."
"It’s a battle." Song Dao, who took the shoulders and rolled on the ground, took Shao Qian away: "When we walk, we will break the battle."
Shao Qian nodded and did not speak. When Song Dao left, he really helped to break the law. I saw that the place that seemed to be gloomy slowly grew bright, and the lights in the corridor were also revealed.
After Song Dao and Shao Qian left, Lin Biao had the strength to stand up a little. He squeezed his handcuffs and pulled the dagger on his shoulder. He hated the blood stains on his lips and left the police station.
When Lin Biao returned home, she saw a portrait that fell on the ground. The portrait should be some years, and the hair is yellow on the edge. The beautiful woman in the red dress is hanging on the eyebrows. If it is only this way It will make people admire a good work, a gentle and freehand.
However, in the partial painting, the woman's eyebrows are full of arrogance, and it is difficult to cover the stern color in the eyes, but this appearance makes people know that the woman in this painting is not a good person.
"You can't escape fast." Lin squatted on his shoulder and walked on the woman in the painting before painting: "It's all useless, or else I can't even fight with Song."
"Give me a roll." The woman in the painting seems to be alive and turns her head and stares at Lin Biao's anger: "I have no excuses to use."
"You said that I didn't use it?" The woman's words in the painting directly stabbed Lin Biao's nerves. He lifted his foot and stepped on the woman's face and grinded a few times: "If it wasn't for me that I came to you, you would have been flying away, where is it?" I can yell at you here."
In the painting, the woman was crushed a few feet and felt a bang, and then something flowed out of her eyes...
"I want to kill you." The woman who was unable to accept the loss of her eyes again left the picture, and after she fell down, she would **** his yang. It was just that when he just fell down, Lin Biao was hit by his chest and gossip. The ghost, who had been seriously injured, screamed back into the painting, and then the painting ignited, but the moment was burned.
Lin Biao looked at the portrait and burned it and smashed it: "Fighting with Laozi, you are still tender."
Song Dao applied a blind eye method to put a coffin in the interrogation room. When the police station had no evidence, it would be released. The cicada doll can cope with the past. Nowadays, it is imperative that you take your baby home quickly.
After returning home, Shao Qian heard the system prompting that the energy was full. He stunned God and began to think about when to go. Do you want to say goodbye to Song Dao when you go?
"Wa... cough, Chu, I have something to say to you." Song Dao stirred his hands behind his back, and his face looked calm but he was nervous and could not jump out.
"What's the matter?" Shao Qian looked up at Song Dao in a blank way. He just heard the name of Chu Yu. He really didn't respond. Song Dao always called the doll, and he even forgot that the original name was Chu Yu. .
"I, I, I..." Song Dao’s face was red and he did not say anything other than me. Just when Shao Qian wanted to tell him not to be nervous, he saw that he suddenly reached out and slapped himself, and then the following words finally said: "I like you. No, no, no, no. It is... that kind of thinking Together, the kind of love that never separates... wrong, not like, yes, yes..."
Shao Qian looked at Song Dao’s face with a blushing neck and felt tangled. This person is very fluent on weekdays. How can it be stuttered like this?
"What about you and you?" Song Dao looked at the palm of his face and glared at Shao Qian: "Do you like me?"
Shao Qian is somewhat silent. He has never touched love. He has always thought that it is a kind of illusory feeling. He has seen too many couples who have turned against each other because of their interests. They have also seen the villains who are behind the knife today. Therefore, this kind of thing for love always feels far away for him.
Song Dao has been waiting for Shao Qian to speak, but he has never spoken, and even slowly bows his head and does not look at himself. The hot heart of Song Dao suddenly cooled down. He even began to think, does the doll feel that he is disgusting? Do you want to leave yourself? Will you escape without a fight?
No, this is definitely not allowed. The doll must not leave himself, otherwise he really does not know what he will do. Even if he really made him a ghost, he would never tolerate him to leave.
Absolutely not.
"Doll, what do you think?" Say it, say you want to leave. This way I can give myself a reason to bind you.
Shao Qian looked up and looked at Song Dao seriously. He looked at the black gas in his eyes that seemed to be coming out. I don’t know why now I look at the expression of Song Dao and I feel that he overlaps with the original Lin Zixuan. The face seems calm, but in fact, I am fully prepared, no matter what his final choice, will not allow the answer.
Shao Qian can now leave this place at any time, even if Song Dao threatens him again. When the sigh was about to refuse, he saw the blood on the shoulders of Song Dao. I don’t know why it was supposed to be said that it would be spit in the throat.
This person is different from Zhang Zixuan. Although he said that he was ready for other preparations, his right hand on his side was nervous and clenched his fist.
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