"Does Nan Yue know?" Wuya asked unwillingly. If the medicine was given to Leng Qianqian by Nan Yue Linglong, he could conclude that Leng Qianqian had a different relationship with her.

But after hearing Leng Qianqian's words, he hesitated again.

It seemed that what Leng Qianqian said was also very reasonable. Sheng Mo did want to force Leng Qianqian to marry him, and then he narrowed his eyes again: "Where is Shura Ling?"

"In my body." Leng Qianqian subconsciously retreated for a moment, widening the distance from Wuya. This guy was too fierce and didn't care about his thoughts at all.

Do whatever you want.

"Is that true?" Wuya didn't know the specific matters of Shura Ling, but just looked at Leng Qianqian deeply, wanting to see the answer from her expression.

However, Leng Qianqian lowered his eyebrows and eyes, covering up the emotions in his eyes, and his face was even more faint, keeping people from thousands of miles away.

"Forget it, you can eat slowly." Wuya looked for a while before standing up and leaving.

After breathing a deep breath, Leng Qianqian patted his heart. It was too dangerous. This guy is really a wolf in human skin. She couldn't stay there for a moment.

It was at this moment that Wuya stopped suddenly and turned around, looking straight at Leng Qianqian: "You'd better forget Bei Mingao."

"I..." Leng Qianqian froze for a moment, then glared at Wuya: "This has nothing to do with you, right?"

"You are the saint of the Holy Palace, but you have something to do with me. Bei Ming Ao robbed the saint, and I will arrest him all over the country." Wuya threw down this sentence, did not look back, and left completely.

Leng Qianqian was so angry that he gritted his teeth. When he was in the Shura Palace, he did not see anyone from the Holy Palace to save him. When he was arrested outside the Nanyue Imperial City, the Great Elder sent the second elder to kill people to silence him. He returned the Saint of the Holy Palace. The person who said this was really shameless.

Thinking that Wuya was going to be unfavorable to Bei Mingao, she was also a little anxious and had no appetite to eat. She stood up and walked around in place for a few times, and her mood was quite depressed.

She didn't know what she had to do to leave here.

I am afraid I can't deal with Wuya with poison. The last time I was still in his hands.

While walking out of the room, she saw the light next door going out. It seemed that Wuya was not in the room. She hurriedly touched it over and saw what happened. If Wuya was not there, she might go to find Beiming Qianmo.

At least let Bei Ming Qianmo inform Bei Mingao and let him be careful.

I don’t want to go back to Bei Mingao anymore, but I can’t watch him in trouble and ignore him.

"What are you doing?" Nan Yue Linglong stared at Wuya with an unkind look on her face. She was extremely guarded against this person. Over the years, he has been haunting herself, and she also found out that it was this person who framed her that she became an unforgivable sinner of the Nanyue royal family and was sent here.

"Come and see you." Wuya said casually, and walked into Nan Yuelinglong's room on his own, and sat down casually: "You have seen the saint during the day."

"I've seen it." Nan Yue Linglong was on guard and stood five steps away without sitting down.

His face was not very good and he looked unwelcome.

"Don't look at me like this." Wuya smiled: "Sit down too, we have no distinction between superiors and inferiors here."

Nan Yue Linglong didn't respond, her big eyes were full of defense and she did not hide it.

"I brought her here because the saint made a mistake, because the people below couldn't control her. This girl... was so naughty." Wuya said lightly, as if she was talking about her daughter.

Nan Yue Linglong's brows frowned hard, but it did not affect her beauty at all.

Seeing that Nan Yue Linglong still refused to respond, Wuya was not angry. He took a teacup on the table and tasted it bit by bit, while looking at Nan Yue Linglong with his eyes.

"Are you still holding a grudge against me?" After a while, Wuya asked again: "I did that because I love you."

"You ruined my life." Nan Yue Linglong suddenly turned cold and said word by word, Bingbing said coldly, without any concealment of his hatred.

"That man is dead, and he betrayed you, and in order to get gold, he betrayed you." Wuya laughed: "Isn't it ruined if you fall in love with such a person?"

"If it weren't for you, how could he do that?" Nan Yue Linglong gritted her teeth, but a light flashed in her eyes, which was fleeting. It seemed that Wuya had not found out the truth of that year.

While relaxing his emotions.

"I'm just testing her for you." Wuya kept smiling, silently enduring the hatred for Nan Yue Linglong. He loved this woman and fell in love with her deeply from the first sight of her.

In order to get Nan Yue Linglong, he did not hesitate to frame the person she loved the most and asked the man to come out to prove that there was an affair between them. The old emperor Nan Yue was so angry that he ordered the two to die.

Nan Yue Linglong is a sinner of the royal family, and the Holy Palace should take over, so he naturally brought Nan Yue Linglong to the Holy Palace and supported her step by step to the altar.

Over the years, he has never given up pursuing Nan Yue Linglong. He has used both soft and hard skills and tried his best to get Nan Yue Linglong's heart, and even her people have never encountered them.

Somewhat helpless, and even more annoyed.

At this time, I also looked straight at her, but I couldn't see enough.

"No need." Nan Yue Linglong said coldly: "If nothing happens, you can leave."

Wuya can be cruel to anyone. Everyone on this altar is afraid of him, and Nan Yue Linglong dares to treat him like this.

But he couldn't be angry.

"It's nothing, I just want to say... the saint looks really like you." Wuya didn't move, leaned in a chair, wearing white clothes, and was as vast as an immortal.

Nan Yuelinglong's heart sank for a moment, and she lowered her eyebrows and eyes: "There are many people in this world who look like each other."

"Sometimes I think, if you ignore me all the time, or Leng Qianqian is by my side." When Wuya said this, he looked straight at Nan Yue Linglong, holding the teacup in his hand, with a light smile on his lips.

That smile is both evil and helpless.

"You..." Nan Yue Linglong almost had an attack on the spot, but quickly suppressed her emotions: "Where are you putting the Holy Son like this?"

"The people in the world won't know." Wuya shrugged indifferently, with a teasing look on his face, and his smile became deeper: "You are thinking too much, and there is no holy son in the saint's heart."

"How could you know?" Nan Yue Linglong sucked in a secret breath, and her hands clenched tightly into fists. She knew that Wuya would not bring Leng Qianqian to the altar for no reason.

It seems that I have to do something and can't stand it anymore.

She endured it for the sake of the Nanyue Dynasty and endured it until today. Unexpectedly, Wuya actually put his ideas on Leng Qianqian.

Too hateful.

"Of course I know." Wuya still looked at Nan Yue Linglong, and his smile decreased a little: "I am also investigating this young man Bei Mingao. The existence of this person is a threat to us."

"What do you want to do?" Nan Yue Linglong looked up at him, and the cold light appeared in her eyes, her lips tightly pursed, with a bit of murderous intent.

"I will not allow threats to exist, of course I will get rid of them." Wuya tasted the tea in the cup again. He was telling the truth. He did intend to get rid of Bei Mingao.

The young man who suddenly rose was a threat to him, especially this young man, who also had a grudge against the Holy Palace, and he did not take the Holy Palace seriously.

He is the only one who dares to break into the holy palace to take the saint away for thousands of years.

Nan Yue Linglong's eyes were cold, her face changed suddenly, and sweat came out from her palms. She really couldn't sit still and wait for death. In the end, she might also bring Leng Qianqian in.

"I'm tired, you go." Nan Yue Linglong quickly covered her emotions: "It's getting late, so let Yuzhao see you are here, and she will cause trouble."

"Don't mention that woman." Wuya's face sterned. Unexpectedly, Nan Yue Linglong would talk about Chu Yuzhao's incident. The coldness in his eyes became a little deeper: "She is just a tool for me to warm the bed. It doesn't matter whether she is happy or not. If she dares to make trouble at you, tell me that I will let her disappear from the altar."

His eyes were full of cruelty and his face was as cold as frost.

It made Nan Yuelinglong's heart even colder. Chu Yuzhao followed Wuya for so many years and gave everything for him. She didn't want it, but this was the result.

It is conceivable how vicious, cruel and ruthless this Wuya is.

"Okay, you have a good rest." Wuya stood up and left casually, as if nothing had happened just now.

But Nan Yue Linglong couldn't calm down. She suddenly wanted to leave here and took Leng Qianqian with her.

This Wuya was so terrible. She thought Wuya had done so much back then, but she just wanted to keep herself by his side. She didn't want him to do anything like this.

Leng Qianqian, who wanted to go to Beiming Qianmo, walked out of the yard, but tragically found that he had no idea about the way here. The last time he came to the altar was not the place he is now.

There should be a place dedicated to the holy son and the holy daughter.

"Where are you going?" By chance, Leng Qianqian met Wuya again. In the dark night, the white figure was particularly obvious.

"Let's go." Leng Qianqian really wanted to get angry. Can't this person appear later or later? It must be intentional.

"I'll accompany you." Wuya didn't say anything, and walked side by side with Leng Qianqian: "Which direction do you want to go?"

"Whatever." Leng Qianqian couldn't get any interest, so he could only spit out two words and shook his sleeves.

"Then you go with me." Wuya looked serious. He had just said a lot of things to Nan Yue Linglong, but he didn't try Nan Yue Linglong's attitude, and he was also a little depressed.

"Do you like to refine poison?" As he walked, Wuya asked casually: "There are many strange flowers and plants on this altar, or you will be interested."

"Really?" Leng Qianqian's eyes were indeed shining, and he had long since thrown away the troubles he had just made.
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