MTL - Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Young Miss Has Arrived!-Chapter 680

With a glance, he believes that he must know her and must fall in love with her.

This is a strange feeling. It comes suddenly, and it is too late to prevent it. Maybe sometime, sometime, it will happen. All the scenes of the characters will stop at that moment, and there will be only two people between heaven and earth.

Recognizing this, he can no longer kill the killer.

"Oh." A test tube was thrown out by him and fell into pieces.

"Your blood is very strange. Those who want to live forever will never want the second person to get it. I can only say that this assassination will not only be me this time!" The man said coldly, but he did not know. Why, every time I say a word, my heart will jump. When I finish this sentence, he will suddenly give birth to an idea that will kill her.

It’s ridiculous, the killer has to protect the target of assassination. Is there such a ridiculous thing in the world?

And he is such a ace killer who has never lost his hand!

But...

He is determined to have decided!

He turned and prepared to leave.

His back is tall and generous, but it gives people an unspeakable sense of loneliness. This is definitely a man who hides his mind in his heart and only uses his actions to show his thoughts.

How like, how like the image that suddenly broke into my mind!

"Hey!" Lu Yanqian called, this name should have been strange, but at the time of export, he was completely familiar.

His body was stunned, but the next second, like a bird, swept out the window and disappeared.

"A thousand, give." Wei Mo handed a bottle of mineral water.

"As soon as he said something, did you hear it?" Lu Yiqian looked back and looked at Wei ink's eyes.

"Well, I heard it, it is really tempting." Wei Mo said softly: "But what about me?"

Long life is tempting, but without her longevity, it must be worse than death.

Lu Yiqian holds the hand of Wei Mo.

She believes that there must be something wrong. Only a few people know the function of their own blood. Who is the secret?

Mother?

She screamed in her heart and ran out immediately!

"A thousand, where are you going?" Wei ink followed and shouted.

"Go home!" Lu Yiqian said, he had to run all the way.

But the wrist was pulled by Wei Mo: "I have a car!"

Wei Mo drove the car all the way, and soon arrived at the community downstairs.

The district where Lu Yiqian is located can be seen everywhere in this city. It is a very common residential area of ​​civilians. There are only a few cars in the community. The present is very different, and the black horses are clearly visible in the community. There are dozens of vehicles.

Lu Hao was not good at heart. He quickly got off the train and ran upstairs. Wei Mo took the first step and ran to her.

The two men met with each other, one with a firm eye and one with a heavy eye.

Although not more powerful than her, but at least in times of danger, can guard her in front of him, he wanted to do this very early!

He was wrong and ran upstairs!

"Wei Mo..." Lu Yuqian shouted hesitantly.

"A thousand, don't persuade me, this is what men should do!" Wei Mo did not hesitate to say that the charge is in front, to protect the woman behind her, this is not taken for granted, even if the woman behind is how powerful!

"No, I just want to say, I live on the sixth floor." Lu Yiqian said softly.

Wei Mojun's face was red, and he didn't look at Lu Qianqian. He ran up.

Lu Yiqian slightly hooked the corner of the mouth and followed it up.

There was no one on the sixth floor, or that the building was silent.

Lu Yiqian quietly pressed the mobile phone, and the mobile phone was not answered.

Her heart is tight, and something really happened!

I remember that her mother has never been on the phone. When I think of the dozens of cars downstairs, I know that there are so many people in the other side. If the trade is rushed up, it will definitely be shackled. People will not be saved, and people will pay in.

Now she is a master of martial arts, but after all, it is not as good as a dream, and it takes a lot of care to do things.

She took Wei Mo and pointed to the ventilation ducts.

Wei Mo, who is transparent to the glass, immediately understands her thoughts.

Lu Yuqian took a trip and smashed the ventilated iron window, and the strong force, even the steel bars of the iron window were deformed by the shackles.

But the two feel that this is not a surprising thing.

The two climbed into the ventilation ducts and climbed gently to the sixth floor room, with the iron window and the view below.

But at first glance, the heart of Lu Qianqian was suddenly cooled.

The following scene is not as she thought, her sword is arrogant, her mother is still there, but she is sitting at a high-end, drinking a glass of red wine. The color of the red wine reflected her face, which made her strange and strange.

On the other side, there are three middle-aged men who are very handsome, one is more puffy, the eyes are swollen, and they are indulging in the kind of people who are addicted to the money. The other person is surprisingly thin, a pair of small eyes are cold and the other is better than others. The gentleman who came to come, but only the greedy light in his eyes, leaked his dirty heart.

And facing away from Lu Yiqian, and the four people are far apart, it is a man with long black hair. He sits alone and puts the Buddha in the world to see the floating load, dirty and corrupt.

The room is full of people, obviously the people are not good.

"Your daughter is afraid that she will never think of it again. Your biological mother will design to frame her. If she knows the truth, I really don't know how sad it is." The thin man drummed a pair of small eyes, and the skin smiled and said with a smile. He has a strong Korean accent, obviously not a native. The name of the thin man is called Che Yuxian, a commercial tycoon of the H country.

"This does not require the car president to worry about." Ye Bimei put down the red wine cup in his hand, there is a slight sadness in the good face, but it is only faint: "The child has always been very sensible, very painful, she will understand me. She was blood-stained and was originally a rebellious heaven. I was eager to protect her twenty-one years old. It was enough for her benevolence." She touched her face: "The red face will be old, the beauty will be late, and she will not escape." It is better to fulfill me first."