The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 687 Looking for Mandala Flower 1
"Isn't that your job? This is also a kind of poison, and it's the king of poisons. You never thought of using it to kill the enemy?" Nangong Xueling was puzzled. Mercenaries learned everything. Yes, no matter what type it is, no matter what it is, it will be bigger and better.

That's their duty, that's what they need to learn, only then can they be a qualified mercenary.

Let alone a perverted character like Lan Zihan, it is possible to be omnipotent in everything.

So far, she hasn't seen anything she can't do.

Lan Zihan couldn't find it funny: "I don't pay attention to that kind of rare flowers. Besides, I don't use poison to kill people. That's not my specialty. It's too troublesome to use poison." She likes to kill with one move.

That's very fulfilling, and it doesn't give the enemy any time to react, and it doesn't give them any chance to resist.

Learning drugs is just for self-defense. People around you are so fake. Even your companions grow up fighting each other. No one will give sincerely, no one will give you heart and soul.

If you are nice to your companions, then you are likely to be the next to die.

In their eyes, there are no friends, and some are climbing up step by step to the highest point.

It's just that when she climbed to the highest place and overlooked all living beings, the loneliness behind her was also so obvious.

From the beginning to the end, she was alone, living alone, and all kinds of people seemed to have nothing to do with her, as if isolated from the world, except for being cold and indifferent, she refused people for thousands of miles, and outsiders could not get close to her. Nor would she give them that chance.

Nangong Xueling slammed her lips: "If I met you at that time, I would definitely be killed by you."

At that time, Lan Zihan, nothing had changed, mysterious and cold.

If she confronted her, it would be a death match.

Lan Zihan couldn't help laughing: "You really think I'm a murderer, and you will kill anyone you see." This man's words really made her feel speechless.

Although she is cold and ruthless to people, it seems that countless people have been hurt by her.

But she kills all the people who should be killed, okay, how can she kill one by one, the world will not be in chaos again, she doesn't have the fun of killing, she faces cold corpses all day long.

She doesn't have that hobby yet.

Nangong Xueling spread her hands: "Mistake, mistake, I said the wrong thing." She felt that she would be rejected when she said it, as expected.

Although Lan Zihan's temperament has changed a lot, her nature will not change.

If you don't know what kind of person she is after getting along with her for so long, then your life is really in vain.

Lan Zihan raised her eyebrows: "Haven't you seen that flower when you're free?" She didn't pay attention to that flower, but Nangong Xueling was more free than her.

Nangong Xueling paused slightly, shaking her head and looking at the places passing by: "I don't have time, I'm busy fighting with my father all day, how can I do such boring things. It's just a flower, and it doesn't matter if the growth is poisonous." My dish, although my occupation is dangerous, it is much better than yours."

Although they were all licking blood on the knife edge, and both were bloody days, there was still a difference.

She was busy confronting her daddy all day, getting serious with her daddy, and really didn't have time to pay attention to these boring things.

There was a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, that was boring, and her fight with her father was even more boring.

(End of this chapter)