Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"It seems that the effect of the medicine has begun to work." Leng Lintian smiled grimly.

Ximen Longting's eyebrows turned cold, although he held his breath in time, he also unconsciously inhaled a lot, and his body began to feel weak.

"You poisoned?" Jing Jiaren asked.

"It's just some drugs that make people's limbs weak and lose their strength. It's not harmful to the body."

Jing Jiaren's body was not affected at all, but some of the fleshy wall in front of her had already collapsed limply to the ground.

"Don't worry, I'll let you drink the water mixed with the antidote when you wake up."

Of course, Leng Lintian and his personal bodyguards also drank.

Ximen Longting began to lose his grip on the pistol...

Even if you hold it hard, you can't pull the wrench.

"Prescribing drugs is a despicable method..." Jing Jiaren couldn't help scolding.

"I don't care about the process, I just want the result." Leng Lintian said softly, "Besides, you have to remember whose wife you are now, and which side are you on?"

Jing Jia hated Leng Lintian for using her like this.

No matter why Ximen Longting came to this wedding, his motivation was because of her.

So if something happened to him, it was her fault.

"Are you going to kill him?"

"Didn't you just say that you were going to kill him yourself? I think it's a good idea." Leng Lintian laughed softly, asked the bodyguard to give him a pistol, and pulled out all the bullets in the magazine. next one.

"He once gave me a shot in my chest, now, you can help me get it back, okay?"

Jing Jiaren's whole body shook, wishing she could shoot Leng Lintian in the head.

Leng Lintian leaned into her ear and whispered: "You know, I just want to make him sad. The happier we are, the sadder he will be. And only when he is sadder can he live longer..."

"..."

"Do you want me to kill him with a single shot, or do you want him to live?"

"..."

"If I shoot this shot, I will kill my heart with one shot." Leng Lintian taught the pistol to Jing Jiaren's hands, "Don't worry, don't accidentally point the gun at me."

He has a smile on his face and a coquettish smile.

But that smile was clearly warning her: If he wanted to kill Leng Lintian, he would be surrounded by bodyguards.If you can't kill him, Ximen Longting will die!

Jing Jiaren's palms were sweating, and she whispered, "Leng Lintian, you've gone too far!"

"This is his doom. Who told him to shoot me mercilessly at that time?"

"..."

"I am a person who always seeks revenge." Leng Lintian's eyes flickered coldly, "Go, he is weak now, and he is weak."

"Did I shoot this shot and you let him go?"

"of course."

"You are not allowed to lie to me! Otherwise, I will send you to the west!" Otherwise, she killed Leng Lintian and then committed suicide.

Leng Lintian smiled brightly: "If I want to kill him, what else do I ask you to do? It will be death anyway. Let him die so early, how can he feel the pain I have experienced?"

"..."

"He must not die so soon, I want him to live and taste my pain." The paranoia in his eyes was burning.

Ximen Longting looked coldly at the two of them whispering affectionately.

Every time Leng Lintian said a word to Jing Jiaren, he seemed to want to swallow her ears...

Hugging so lingeringly, Jing Jiaren still held a gun in her hand.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body felt weak for a while, making him almost unable to stand upright.