Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 275 Two-player battlefield (3)
Knowing that this bullshit tattoo has no harm to Leng Xia's body, and has nothing to do with Mu Er, Zhan Beilie heaved a sigh of relief, and then he cast aside Mu Er in his heart, you bastard, you can't even say anything !

wrong!

Zhan Beilie slowly raised his head inch by inch, revealing that black face that couldn't be darker in the dim space, and even showed a smile, a sinister smile...

He squeezed out words word by word from between his teeth: "Daughter-in-law, you already knew?"

This dangerous breath approached Leng Xia through words!
Killer Leng suddenly felt horrified, and immediately put morality aside, sold the sad Mu Er, and said very slipperyly: "I also only learned about it two days before the Eastern Chu military camp left. Let’s consummate the house in the barracks, and then it’s on the road, which is even more inconvenient. When I arrived in Chijiang, so many things happened in succession. How can I have time to consummate the house? Some told me we could have consummated the house sooner so it's not my fault!"

Leng Xia finished speaking in one breath, and nodded her head very seriously to increase her persuasiveness.

Zhan Beilie pondered for a while, it really is such a thing.

He wouldn't really be angry with Leng Xia in the first place, but now he had an excuse and directly pointed the finger at Mu Er.

Well, you bastard, deliberately kept this matter a secret, so as not to let Lao Tzu consummate the house!

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth unconsciously.

Leng Xia finally realized something, and helped Mu Er explain: "He didn't do it on purpose, he forgot."

Daqin War God's eyes went dark, and he almost fell into the fire...

He was so forgotten!

I just feel that the fire in my heart is more vigorous than this "crackling" burning bonfire!
forget?

forget!

Damn it turned out to be forgotten!

Because of this reason, Zhan Beilie almost ran away, his face turned into the bottom of a pot, with green smoke rising from the top of his head, and even his hair exploded!
Unable to bear the desire to chop Mu Er up in his heart any longer, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar of grief and indignation, which caused the dust in the entire underground palace to fly up.

"God damn fool, you wait for me!"

After Zhan Beilie roared to the sky, he exerted the powerful self-regulation function of the God of War, and forced the raging anger in his heart to a small dark corner, where it was sealed in dust.

Naturally, it's just a temporary dust cover, only when I see Mu Er...

It's a fire!

Zhan Beilie raised his handsome face again, and the bright little sunlight was already released by the howling wind and dark clouds, and the cloudy weather turned sunny.

Seeing that the man's intermittent mania finally calmed down, Leng Xia smiled and said, "We'll have to wait until we meet his master to ask, what kind of dowry, what's going on specifically, and what's on the tattoo?" The texture, where is the map..."

At this time, Zhan Beilie was thinking of something else. Since the person with the tattoo was Leng Xia's deceased mother, he had thought of chopping up his hands and feet, picking out his eyes, and by the way, digging up the family's [-]th generation ancestral grave and whipping the corpse. The person with the corpse, isn't he...

Mother-in-law?
Zhan Beilie's eyeballs rolled to the ground, and he didn't even have time to pick them up. He immediately gave his wife a doggy smile, with two rows of shining white teeth, each of which was involuntarily printed with three characters: I'm guilty.

There is no silver 300 taels here!
Leng Xia glanced at him leisurely, hooked the corners of her lips, and asked very gently: "Well, let's recruit."

Zhan Beilie's petite heart trembled, he stood firm and refused to admit it!

There is a huge question mark on Zhang Jun's face, that innocent expression is more real than gold!
Leng Xia's smile widened, and traces of it smudged on the corners of her lips. She was cold by nature, even if she smiled, it was mostly a shallow smile. Now this rare and seductive smile hangs on her face, making her clear face like a white lotus on a mountain bloom. It reveals the enchanting beauty of Manzhushahua.

Zhan Beilie was stunned to see it!

The Daqin God of War was completely lost in the seduction of the cold killer, and he came out bald and stunned: "It's just that I have fantasized more than once that I want to chop up your mother, my mother-in-law, her hands, feet, and eyes, and then kill you The graves of the eighteen generations of ancestors have been dug up, and the corpses of the ancestors have been whipped and dismembered!"

But this baldness is so real that he didn't even find some beautiful rhetoric to cover it up.

Daqin God of War was dumbfounded when he realized what he said, and really wanted to slap himself in the face!

What a bitch!
Leng Xia was laughed at by this anger, and after a while, she shrugged and said slowly: "Although it is not my mother or my ancestor, but it is Murong Leng Xia's anyway, so I don't want it."

Zhan Beilie pondered these words over and over again in his heart, finally understood the meaning of these words, and was stunned.

What he was stunned was not the incredible meaning contained in this sentence, but that Leng Xia finally wanted to share the secret in her heart with him.

There will be no more gaps between them!

After Zhan Beilie was stunned for a moment, he showed extreme calmness and looked at her calmly, which made Leng Xia a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and shook it twice in front of his eyes to make sure that this person was not in a daze. Daqi Said: "Did you hear what I said?"

Zhan Beilie nodded solemnly, looking serious.

He once doubted Leng Xia's identity, and he already had a rough guess in his heart. Even though this idea was absurd, he thought it was the only way to explain the difference between his daughter-in-law before and after the big wedding, and what the black robe said. Resurrected from the dead.

Zhan Beilie considered his words, and said in a deep voice, "Your soul is not Murong Lengxia."

Leng Xia chewed on the abrupt word "soul", and nodded foolishly.

After being confirmed, Zhan Beilie went on to say, with great certainty: "But your body is."

Leng Xia continued to be silly and nodded.

Zhan Beilie leaned against the back of the chair, sat boldly, and folded his arms, leisurely admiring his daughter-in-law's foolish appearance, which was rare in a hundred years, "Your soul is attached to Murong Lengxia's body."

(End of this chapter)