Allure in one dance: Immortal concubine dominates the world

Chapter 87 You Must Wait For Me This Time
Here. I can't wait for your cheeks in the wind. I can't wait for your snow, moon and wind flowers.
You took away my thoughts but forgot to take me away
The night we walked together turned into white snow.

We made an appointment for tomorrow, you leave it for yesterday.
Qingcheng held the Phoenix Blood Jade tightly.

How rough and bumpy is this road? I have already lost my way, Mo Ran, you have to wait for me this time.
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"Miss Ziruo, the young master asked me to pick you up, Qian Moran is dead, now I'm afraid Wu Qingcheng will come to seek revenge." Hei Mei said.
Although the young master doesn't want to see the young lady again, but after all, they are still related by blood. She is the young master's biological sister, so no matter what, she can't be cruel.
ignore this sister
"It's no need to say, I don't pay attention to her little Wu Qingcheng. She was also in pain under my brother's piano that day." Zi Ruo sneered.

Hmph, is Qian Moran dead? Well, what she Ziruo can't get, no one can get it.

"But the young master said that the current Qingcheng is just afraid."

"Are you boosting other people's aspirations? Destroying your own prestige?"

"This..." Hei Mei is in a dilemma, it's uncomfortable to be mixed between two brothers and sisters who are at odds with each other.

Just then, a strong gust of wind blows in the window.
"Hmph, want to leave? Don't ask me if Wu Qingcheng agrees." Wu Qingcheng's body spun out of the window;
She promised that Guanyin Bodhisattva will not do anything harmful to the heavens, and she will remove all spiritual power and ghost lava after getting the "Blood of the Phoenix", but it does not mean that she will not avenge her old hatred during this period. Is it something outside of the Three Realms?
Today, Wu Qingcheng insists that this woman named Ziruo can't even write the word 'regret'.

That day, she had a good life for Wu Qingcheng, and Qian Moran just arrived in time; if it was just a minute away, I'm afraid there will be no way to recover~~~
Had not been tortured to death by their vicious siblings, today she, Zi Ruoke, would not have had as good a life as Wu Qingcheng.
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Hurting her, she can make the hatred smaller by dancing all over the city. But the pain of losing a child?How can I forgive it! ! !

Let's kill you two jumping clowns first today, and sometime she will go to scratch Liu Ruhua's skin.
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PS:

Sorry for the inadequacies in the text.

(End of this chapter)