The revenge mission of the bloodthirsty three princesses

"How can I forgive Miaohan?" An Zeyu pulled An Miaohan to stand up and faced Ling face to face.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to defend a person who killed your wife so much. I think you are partial to me, right?" Ling's words were full of self-deprecation. She only realized now that after An Zeyu knew the truth, Still protecting An Miaohan like this.

"I just don't want to make the same mistake. You know, Mengxue, I started to regret the day after you left home. I want to go back to the day when the accident happened. If I hadn't been so impulsive, you wouldn't have left Anjia . " An Zeyu said what he had kept in his heart for a long time, which was also his sincere words.

"Oh, is that so? Did you send someone to look for me?" Ling no longer folded his arms around his chest, but leaned against a certain round table, with his hands on the table behind, looking at him with cold blood. An Zeyu.

"..." An Zeyu didn't answer, yes, he didn't send anyone to look for Ling, he was afraid, because those men in black looked like gangsters, and he didn't dare to provoke them.

"Oh, I don't want to worry about it so much, it's better to fight quickly." After speaking, Ling took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at An Miaohan.

"Ling! Wait a minute!" Before Ling could move the wrench, Qian stood in front of An Miaohan and shouted excitedly to Ling.

"Oh, don't you want to defend her too?" Seeing Qian standing in front of An Miaohan, Ling mistakenly thought that Qian was going to take the bullet for An Miaohan, now Ling's expression became even colder, fighting with Xue some.

"I... no, Ling, don't be too impulsive." Qian knew that Ling had misunderstood, so he walked slowly to Ling, holding the hand holding the pistol.

"What? I killed her, you feel bad?" Ling looked at Qian with unusually cold eyes, which made Qian a little scared. It was the first time he saw Ling's eyes like this, sharp and cold.

"No." Qian closed his eyes and shook his head gently, not wanting to look at Ling's sharp eyes, because he was afraid, afraid that Ling would not like him anymore, where did the innocent and lovely Ling go?

"Then, what if it were me?" Ling changed the direction of the pistol, and this time, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at his temple, tilting his head, looking at Qian with a smile.

"No, don't!" Qian was really scared now, afraid of losing his spirit. Of course, Ling couldn't really shoot, because no one should die, so how could she die first.

"Oh, I lied to you." Ling saw Qian's expression, which was more nervous and frightened than An Miaohan's expression just now. Now she knew that she was indeed more important than An Miaohan, and she was no longer that kind. Sharp eyes looked at Qian Li.

"Ling, let's stop here, okay?" Qian approached Ling, lowered his voice, and said to Ling in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

But Ling shook his head, looking at Qian with clear eyes.

"Qian, you don't know my difficulties. I have trained for so long just for now. I can't give up. An Miaohan, she must die, otherwise I will be sorry for my mother." Ling said in a helpless tone, if you can , she would rather be an innocent girl forever, unlike now, with blood on her hands, a murderous demon without blinking an eye!

"If you kill An Miaohan, what about your father? Who will take care of him?" Qian looked at An Zeyu worriedly.

"That's what he deserves?" Ling's heart has long been numb. After that incident, she no longer believes in family affection, but after Xue Hexin appeared, friendship, she believed that there is friendship in this world, and after Qian appeared, She also believes that there is love in this world, but is it too fragile for a love that can be broken up by a misunderstanding?