She is now a little scared and a little regretful.
“Wrong… I shouldn’t have left in such a hurry.” Qu Mengjiao whispered to herself, “Even if the plan fails, the other party has no evidence, at most it is suspicion.”
“But when I leave, it represents a guilty conscience.”
Thinking of this, Qu Mengjiao couldn’t help but feel very annoyed.
But in fact, even if she was given another chance, would she stay?
impossible.
She would not gamble with her life on the anger of Ye Ling, the deacon’s eldest disciple.
Although it was a critical moment in the struggle for the throne of the Holy Son, Ye Ling’s every move had to be cautious and not allow any sway.
But if he really killed himself in a rage, who would Qu Mengjiao cry for?
To put it bluntly, she didn’t dare to gamble.
“I can only hope that Young Master God will win this time, alas…” Qu Mengjiao sighed and prayed secretly in her heart.
In fact, she really didn’t want to do such a dangerous thing this time, and even if she could, Qu Mengjiao would be eager to curry favor with Ye Ling, the most powerful deacon disciple in the Holy Land.
But in the first place, she was a godless person, and in order to cultivate resources and the position of this deputy deacon, she had already let Shenwudao play all over her body.
In this state, even if she was naked and sent to the door, I am afraid that the senior brother would not give her a look.
Second, Qu Mengjiao was not willing to stay in a place like Xu Guo forever.
She also wanted to climb higher.
To achieve this, relying on her own talent and strength is simply a joke.Only by relying on others.
For example, God is immoral.
If Shen Wudao can win the throne of the Holy Son this time and control the power of the sect, then she will also have hope of going back…
However, this hope is not great.
“Oh, who would have thought that a peerless genius who was even more enchanting than the son of God would be born in the sky?” Thinking of this, Qu Mengjiao couldn’t help but sigh.
In her time, Shen Wudao was the only one who stood out, and its might overwhelmed the entire Xuantian Holy Land.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to go up to the self-recommended pillow seat in the first place.
But now…hehe.
“So that’s your reason?”
Just when Qu Mengjiao was thinking about it, a voice sounded in her ear.
Qu Mengjiao was shocked when she heard the words, and cold sweat instantly flowed out.
She didn’t even dare to look back, because she knew that the person who could stand silently behind her was not someone she could resist.
“Big, big brother?”
She trembled slightly and spit out the name.
But got no response.
The surrounding air was frighteningly cold.
Only the hippogryph was still flapping its wings and flew forward rapidly.
At this speed, she might be able to return to Xuantian Holy Land in just a few more hours.
But at this moment, Qu Mengjiao, who was standing above, did not feel the slightest sense of security.
Her whole body was cold, and even her blood seemed to freeze.
How to do?
Qu Mengjiao asked herself.
Hit, beat, escape, escape!
This is already desperate.
So she gritted her teeth and suddenly started undressing without warning.
Only then did Qu Mengjiao have the courage to turn her head and look at Ye Ling.
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Chapter [-] Return to the body (seeking collection, flowers)
In response, Ye Ling didn’t say anything, just looked at her quietly.
There seemed to be some interest in his eyes.
Qu Mengjiao was overjoyed when she saw this, she knelt down and wanted to go up to entangle Ye Ling, and use her best posture to please him.
But at this time, Ye Ling’s voice suddenly came——
“In front of God Wudao, is this how you play?”
Qu Mengjiao’s movements suddenly froze.
