Chapter 1176: He is dead
Chapter 1176: He is dead
Ling Qiong grinned at Gu Jin, showing grace and nobility, enchanting and wind-flowing, and it is more suitable to say that there is no cannibalistic fireworks.
The next second, he gently raised his hand, and the red sleeves waved at Gu Jin.
Gu Jin disappeared into the space stream in the blink of an eye.
At the moment she disappeared, Ling Qiong instantly moved to An Mingji, whose eyes were closed.
His feet lightly touched the surface of the stream, and his soul did not stain a trace of water.
Ling Qiong looked at An Mingji condescendingly, his delicate and enchanting face expressionless, his eyes calm and indifferent.
He slowly leaned forward, approached An Mingji, stretched out his slender and pale hand, and gently pinched An Mingji's chin.
Immediately, he laughed out loud, his voice containing unspeakable complexity: "You kid is really a fate."
Just listen to Lingqiong's sigh, pinching An Mingji's chin without restraint.
Perceiving the fluctuation of the space barrier, Ling Qiong instantly returned to the position where he stood when talking to Gu Jin.
Nothing is bad, as if he had never been close to An Mingji.
Gu Jin quickly appeared in the space. The first time she entered, her eyes were locked on An Mingji.
Seeing that he was still in the posture he had left before, he was slightly relieved.
However, this was not enough to make her completely relieved.
Holding the wooden comb in his hand, Gu Jin stepped into the water again and came to An Mingji's side.
I don't know if it was her illusion, she found An Mingji's chin seemed to be red.
It seems that Xiao An's chin did not have this red mark before.
Gu Jin frowned and his eyes showed a little thought.
"Are you ready? After combing your hair, I will tell you how to save him."
The melodious voice of Ling Qiong disturbed Gu Jin's thoughts.
Hearing his mention of saving Xiaoan, Gu Jindang was about to forget the matter just now. She stood up straight and walked towards the spiritual dome standing on the bank of the water.
Ling Qiong sits on the stone beside the water bank, sitting gracefully.
Gu Jin stood behind him and combed it with a wooden comb. He had dark, thick hair.
At an angle that Gu Jin couldn't see, Ling Qiong frowned slightly, and a faint loneliness flashed across his face.
He remembered some long-lasting memories, and someone once combed his hair so gently and carefully.
Those memories are too old and have begun to become fuzzy.
The loneliness on Lingqiong's face made people feel heartbroken for him when they saw it, but it was a pity that no one saw it.
Gu Jin combed his hair smoothly and held it in her hand. Only then did she remember that there was no lead rope.
Just when she was embarrassed, Ling Qiong's hand stretched over and sent it to a red hair band in front of her eyes.
He has a gentle voice: "Use this."
Gu Jin took the headband and **** his slender, but rather heavy hair.
After doing all of this, she walked to the front of Lingqiong, stared at the man who is a monster who does not eat the fireworks, and went straight to the subject: "How can I save Xiaoan?"
Ling Qiong gently stroked his hair properly, and raised his eyes, revealing a pair of smiling eyes.
"He is dead."
He repeated what he said before.
Gu Jin's delicate face turned into gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Are you kidding me?!"
"The fact I said." Ling Qiong's tone was calm.
At the next moment, Gu Jin raised his hand, and the wind blades gathered in his hand attacked the spiritual vault.
The crisis is approaching, and the spiritual sky disappears instantly.
His speed can no longer be described.
Ling Qiong stood behind Gu Jin, his voice helplessly sighed: "You have a bad temper. Why did you start before I finished speaking."
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