First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

He must have been completely carried into the coffin by him. His last words before he died were clearly to make us feel bad.Then I will do the opposite, and I will live happily in his body, so that he will not be able to live in peace under the nine springs. "

Qianqian's heart was full of turbulent emotions. This person has brought hatred to such an extent. He is still unwilling to see his enemy die with his own eyes. Only by banishing him from rebirth forever can he be relieved. What kind of distortion is this? hatred and affection?

"Maybe we have a good look here, there is still a way."

Qianqian thought, she stayed here for a while anyway, maybe she can really find out what kind of clues?The most urgent task right now is to preserve Bai Zhenting's physical body well, otherwise, even if he finds a spell that can replace his soul, there will be no body to replace him.

For a moment, she thought about many places in her head. The strange ice field that Yun Qingkuang took her to should be a good place to keep the corpse, and you can hear the condensation of the gas you emit when you talk there. The sound of ice, the temperature is many degrees below zero, so keeping it in this way is equivalent to freezing it, which should be able to prevent blood circulation and keep this person at this time.

Just when I was about to open my mouth to speak to Bai Zhenting, I suddenly met his eyes, and my whole body turned cold, as if I was walking alone in an unfamiliar dark street in the dark night, and suddenly flashed behind me. Seeing a tall strange man, that kind of horror and thrilling feeling.

The look in his eyes was quite complicated, making it almost impossible to guess what he was planning.Just as he was thinking how else he mustered up the courage to ask a question, he saw that Bai Zhenting had already withdrawn his gaze and carefully looked at his own hands, which should be said to be Yun's frivolous hands.That kind of look is very affectionate, as if appreciating a treasure of art.

The feeling of uneasiness in Qianqian's heart is getting stronger.

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Then, I saw Bai Zhenting smiling and looking at those hands. They were extremely well-maintained hands. Beauties, these hands only touched the ketone bodies of those beauties before they were alive.

"You may not be able to understand why I am so calm and even a little happy after seeing my physical body dying." After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Qianqian, and said, "Let me explain to you." Listen, I hate my original body very much, I hate it to the core, especially the hands that Yun Qingkuang abolished for me."

He still seemed to feel that talking so calmly was not enough to relieve his anger, so he took another step forward, looked at Qianqian directly, and said: "I can still feel the pulse beating in my life, and I can still feel the touch of grabbing things in my heart. If I don’t have to endure the torture of the pair of prosthetics being rusted in my body all day and all night, what reason do I have to reject this body that God gave me! This is what he owes me!”