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Chapter 171 kill you

Chapter 171 Kill you

"Yeah." Beishan Ling'er nodded gently, leaning against Xiangyu Peak, which belongs only to today's Xiangyu Peak.

When the bell rings at midnight, the Beijing night sky under the mountain looks down and becomes a sea of ​​flowers again. The huge picture of "Princess Ling'er, Happy Birthday" flashing with colorful light appears in the air again and again, shining on the night sky of Beijing. Beishan Ling'er did not look at the brilliant sparks dancing in the sky, but still looked at the beautiful and handsome face rendered by the color of fireworks. She wanted to imprint everything about him deeply in her heart and never want to forget it.

At the second moment of midnight, when Beishan Ling'er returned to Beishan's family with a sweet and bleak face, Beishan Zhentian, Beishan Pingyang, Beishan Shaojun and a group of members of the Beishan family all turned their attention to Beishan Ling'er.

Beishan Ling'er, who has always loved this family very much, suddenly had a hint of hatred for the faces in front of him. Beishan Ling'er thought of the gentle one, afraid that this world was the only boy who only thought about her, and said, "For you, I can be crushed to pieces. Even if I am enemies of the entire Beishan family, I don't want to see the saddest Ling'er, because in this battle with the Beishan family, the only one who suffered the most was my Ling'er, my dear baby - Ling'er. I want to wait for you to tell me in person, Feng, I

If you want to go into the future with you, then you will be truly let go and be truly happy. Otherwise, the Beishan family will be your eternal pain. Even if I force you to tie you to me, you will not be happy. Baby, promise me something, leave Beijing and Hailan, and when you have not made a decision, don’t let me see you anymore, and it will not make me sad. Xiang Yufeng is a proud hooligan. I don’t want to be sad, and I don’t want to see the baby I love deeply bury the pain in my heart like me, leaving others with a smile.

Beishan Ling'er covered the tears that were about to shed in her eyes: Only he is the real person who is considering himself wholeheartedly. Feng, don’t worry, this heart belongs to the king, and will remain unchanged for life. No one can imagine that Ling'er is the only one who belongs to you.

"I'm willing to marry!" After Beishan Ling'er said these three words coldly, she no longer looked at anyone in the room, including his grandfather, Beishan Zhentian, the head of the Beishan family.

Beishan Zhentian had a gloomy face and took a sip of tea. After a long period of silence, he said in the expectation of everyone: "Ling'er and the Qu family's marriage will be resolved immediately. I don't want to lose a granddaughter." Beishan Zhentian glared at Beishan Pingyang and said, "You should hand over your identity as the general manager of the Southern General Office of Beishan Commercial. When you decided to marry the Qu family, I disagree with the attitude, but in order to leave your next generation of Beishan heads, I didn't say much. Now, I am completely disappointed with you. Pingzhong."

"Sir, Father!" The man wearing black-framed glasses and wearing apricot-yellow Tang suit walked out and said respectfully towards Beishan Zhentian. This person was Beishan Pingzhong, the third son of Beishan Zhentian.

"From now on, you will take over the southern plan of the Beishan family. Remember, don't let me down again. The Beishan family has never been able to rely on strength, do you understand?" Beishan Zhentian coldly swept over Beishan Pingyang, who was covered in a grimy face and snorted coldly, "Do you know whether your daughter, my Beishan Zhentian's precious granddaughter, has developed ambition to die. If I hadn't just understood the seventh level of Beishan's Heart Method, I might have really wanted a white-haired man to send a black-haired man." The tea machine beside Beishan Zhentian could not resist the heavy pressure and shattered.

Beishan was breathing rapidly, and all the members of Beishan were silently afraid to make any noise, for fear of angering the old man Beishan who was in anger.

"Shaoting!"

"The grandson is here!" Beishan Shaojun hurriedly knelt in front of Beishan Zhentian.

Beishan Zhentian asked with his eyes closed: "How do you think of this person?"

Beishan Shaojun naturally knew who his grandfather was referring to, and hurriedly said, "For the only strong enemy he saw in his life!"

"Oh?" Beishan Zhentian looked at Beishan Shaojun with a strange expression on his face, waiting for Beishan Shaojun's next words.

Beishan Shaojun nodded heavily and said, "Grandpa once taught his grandson that as a superior, he not only had to use strong enough strength, but the most important thing is to have the momentum and means of a superior. I have not fought with Xiang Yufeng for the former, and the grandson did not say anything, but the latter grandson saw it with his own eyes. Perhaps Yuan Liyang of the Young League has not discovered that Xiang Yufeng's influence in the Young League has far surpassed him. I believe that if Yuan Liyang wants to deal with Xiang Yufeng, there will definitely be a large number of people who stand up to oppose it. What's more, Xiang Yufeng is regarded as the most shining star by the whole year of high school and the Hailan Academy. The most important thing is that all of this is not deliberately done, but is naturally revealed. This is the most terrifying thing."

Beishan Zhentian nodded and said to Beishan Pingzhong: "Find out the identity of this son immediately!"

"No need, my father!" Beishan Ping leaned down at the eyes that were emitting cold light and said gloomy, "In the ancient martial arts world, the main peak of Tianzong, and Tiandaozong's mind method emphasizes the exaggeration but not leaking, strengthening the foundation and cultivating the yang. Although the young man has not yet practiced to the point of forming his true qi, the familiar aura cannot deceive me."

"Are you sure?" Beishan Zhentian's face was shocked. He never thought that the young man he loved would be a member of the Tiandao Sect, but he believed in Beishan Pingzhong's vision more because his third son, the martial arts master of the Beishan family, was the best generation of the Beishan family, and he was also the chief leader of the Bei family's forces against the Tiandao Sect. He was naturally more clear about the Tiandao Sect, his old enemy than him.

"No!" Kitayama Shaojun opened his eyes in disbelief.

"Don't you even believe the third uncle's words?" Beishan Pingzhong swept over Beishan Shaojun coldly, and Beishan Shaojun immediately lowered his head, "I don't dare!"

Beishan Zhentian smiled bitterly: "I am a rare friend whom I like, but I am a disciple of the Qiu Sect. Alas, I wanted to fulfill Ling'er's heart, but in the end I will still make the sad Ling'er's heart." As he said that, Beishan Zhentian stood up and slowly walked towards Beishan Ling'er's room, "Don't take any action on this."

"Don't worry, my father, the enemy of the Beishan family is the Tiandao Sect, and he will not care about an external disciple."

Beishan Zhentian gently knocked on Beishan Ling'er's door and pushed it in.

Beishan Ling'er was lying quietly on the bed, holding a piece of jade that Xiang Yufeng gave him in her little hands, and was still wearing the Caribbean blue casual clothes.
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