Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall Chapter 947

Chapter 947 A pear flower pressed a begonia, and the charm of Breitling appeared

The flying clothes saved Qin Ruan's eyes and blocked all the places she shouldn't look.

Qin Ruan strode behind He Mingjin, grabbed both hands in the void, and a white blurry figure was caught in her hands.

At the same time, He Mingjin also stopped moving.

He stared blankly at the woman in his arms, his face twisted like shit.

It was clear in his heart that he was being controlled by the puppet again.

He Mingjin was born to be the proud son of heaven, and he was flattered and flattered by everyone since he was a child.

Now being played around by a puppet, and being watched by Qin Ruan to make a fool of himself, Young Master He, who has always been aloof, was so angry that he wanted to kill at this moment even though he was afraid in his heart.

The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, He Mingjin put the windbreaker over his body, and then pushed the woman in his arms to the ground.

The woman fell to the ground in a daze, not knowing how to provoke this lord.

"Get out, someone will call you the money!"

The woman got up and glanced at Qin Ruan, thinking that someone wanted to rob her of the gold master.

She disregarded everything, walked close to He Mingjin with catwalk, and called out coquettishly, "Young He—"

He Mingjin didn't eat his tricks at all, and said ruthlessly, "Go away!"

The woman's body trembled, knowing that the fat sheep she had been holding in her mouth during this time, feared that she would never have the chance to get close again in the future.

She glared angrily, Qin Ruan, who was lowering her head to study something, blamed everything on her.

In He Mingjin's sullen eyes, the woman picked up the skirt on the ground and left the room with her clothes in her arms.

After the other party left, He Mingjin's anger could not calm down, and he turned around gloomily.

Qin Ruan lowered her head and stared at her tightly clenched hand, her eyes filled with strangeness and indescribable amazement.

He Mingjin frowned and called out to her, "Mrs. Three Young Masters?"

Qin Ruan raised her eyes slowly, the end of her eyes raised, her aura was fierce, and she lost a bit of gentleness.

She cut to the chase and asked directly, "Young Master He, when you took that sketch, did anyone tell you its origin?"

He Mingjin shook his head, pursed his lips and said, "I bought it as soon as I closed my eyes."

Seeing his puzzled expression, Qin Ruan explained aloud: "The woman in that painting is a spirit, a painting by a scholar before his death."

He Mingjin was even more confused, frowning in displeasure: "What does this have to do with me?"

Qin Ruan's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the dull eyes in his hands, the pure spirit of delicate facial features, and asked, "Young Master He, does a pear flower press a begonia?"

He Mingjin said uncertainly, "Old cows eat tender grass?"

"The white-haired old man was interested in a girl and wanted to marry her, but he couldn't get what he wanted, so he drew the sketch you hung in the living room according to the girl's face.

The old man was thinking hard about the portrait, and the love between men and women was inadvertently announced to the portrait. Perhaps he was too obsessed, and he poured his lifelong emotion into the painting.

Day and night, under the old man's complaint, the woman in the portrait turned into a spirit. She knew that the old man couldn't marry a girl because he had more than enough power. If you bought her home, you would naturally be her master, so... "

He Mingjin grabbed the words: "So you treat me like that old man, and help me practice sexual intercourse?!"

Qin Ruan nodded to him.

He Mingjin's three views were shattered, both incredible and sad for himself.

Just because of a painting he closed his eyes, he caused such an innocent disaster, and he lost all his face. Who should he justify this matter?

Sensing the struggle of the spirit in his hand, Qin Ruan's fingertips popped out with fame and fortune, and penetrated into the opponent's soul body.

After Lingmei was at peace, she said to He Mingjin: "Lingmei doesn't seem like a human being with emotions and desires, nor does it seem like a puppet has its own consciousness.

She opened up her wisdom and inherited the old man's unwillingness, so she will help you to do that. She doesn't mean to hurt your life, and you don't have to mind. "

He Mingjin's eyes narrowed slightly, recalling the hand on his waist and the urging in his ear.

There was one thing he didn't tell Qin Ruan, that is, every time something came out, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, which was very strange.

Because it was hard to tell, he didn't tell Qin Ruan.

He Mingjin asked tentatively, "Is it that simple?"

Qin Ruan glanced at the charming female spirit with delicate and beautiful features and clean eyes in her hand, and sighed softly, "She has been in this world for nearly a hundred years, and her subconscious mind has been endowed with cultivation techniques by heaven and earth. It can speed up her refining into a human form."

He Mingjin heard the words, scolded lowly, and asked: "So she is trying to squeeze me? I almost lost half of my life! Where is the charm? I will burn her to ashes now!"

He asked Qin Ruan, his eyes fixed on her clenched hand.

may have dealt with Lingmei, and his eyes blurred to see a white shadow.

Qin Ruan noticed the subtle emotions in his eyes, and her voice was gentle and soft: "Young Master He, the reason is actually yours. Did you stand in front of her painting and say something the day you first saw Lingmei?"

"I drank too much, who remembers what I said!" He Mingjin was irritable, and his tone was full of impatience.

Qin Ruan found out what He Mingjin said that day through Lingmei's memory.

"You told her that the twins look very pure, but the body is unexpected. It would be great if you could exchange two for her."

He Mingjin's face was blank, and vague images appeared in his mind, as if such a thing really happened.

His face was embarrassed, and his eyes were still angry with fire: "Then you can't bully people like this, I'm human, she's evil, and my life is not enough for her to play!"

Qin Ruan heard He Mingjin's stern stubbornness and knew that this matter was considered a major event.

She asked: "It's clear, did I deal with her for you, or did you keep her?"

He Mingjin was afraid to avoid it: "Three young ladies are good people to the end, and quickly deal with her!"

Qin Ruan joked and asked tentatively, "She looks pretty, do you want to see her?

However, you can be considered a master and a servant. She has no ill will towards you, she just wants to help you. "

Originally planned to see what Lingmei looked like, but after hearing Qin Ruan's last sentence, He Mingjin stepped back: "Forget it, I'm afraid I will live in a nightmare for the rest of my life."

Looking at it again is nothing but evil, he has seen the painting downstairs many times.

The white blurry shadow in Qin Ruan's hand, he could probably see that his figure was similar to the one in the painting, and he was even less curious in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be a fake, Qin Ruan nodded: "Actually, Lingmei only has a skin, she has no feelings, and she can't speak. The reason why she transforms is to inherit the long-cherished wish of the person who created it.

She may not be able to change her whole life. The first master's long-cherished wish imprinted on the soul body, even if the painting falls into the hands of others, there is a chance that the same thing will happen to you. "

He Mingjin heard the words, with a disgusted expression on his face: "It can't be destroyed, it's a scourge to keep things like this."

Qin Ruan shook his head: "She didn't do any evil, it's rare for her to be transformed into a living being, just send her to where she should go."

The most suitable place for her is the underworld. As for whether she lives or dies in the future, it depends on her own ability.

Lingmei was caught, and the big stone in He Mingjin's heart finally fell: "Is this matter resolved?"

Qin Ruan let go of the spirit in her hand, the latter's eyes moved, and her clear eyes stared at Qin Ruan innocently, with no emotion on her face.

After a while, she went to see He Mingjin again, her dark eyes staring at the two of them, as if estimating something.

Qin Ruan didn't respond to He Mingjin directly, and noticed that Lingmei's sight was not right. She narrowed her eyes slightly, looked cold, and said to Lingmei in a deep voice, "Put your set away."

Lingmei has an innocent face, and her beautiful and simple face is pitiful.

Qin Ruan didn't buy her account at all, sneered with his lips hooked, and the powerful evil spirit brought from the purgatory of the underworld forced him to go.

She also ignited a faint blue flame in her hand, and warned Lingmei: "The evil spirits who dare to attack me have all lost their souls. If you are not good, I don't mind letting you taste that too."

As soon as the **** fire came out, Lingmei felt suffocated, and a sense of oppression from all sides shrouded her, her soul body shrank, and she shivered.

Seeing that she was honest, Qin Ruan took back the hellfire and ordered in a deep voice, "Go back to your painting and stay!"

The spirit disappeared in place in an instant, too cute to look like.

He Mingjin saw with his own eyes the blue flames that burst out of Qin Ruan's hands, the white blurry shadow around her disappeared, and the air-conditioning in the room also dissipated a lot.

Recalling Qin Ruan's warning just now, he guessed: "She left?"

Qin Ruan rubbed his hot fingertips: "Let's go."

He Mingjin was a little surprised and asked worriedly, "Then will she escape?"

Qin Ruan said firmly: "She can't do without that painting."

Lingmei left the room, her solemn expression did not relax, she walked to the balcony in the bedroom, and looked through the window at the quiet villa area illuminated by street lights.

I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and I vaguely felt that something was going to happen.

He Mingjin walked behind her and asked curiously, "Does Lingmei look like a painting?"

I didn't see the other person's appearance, and after all, there was some faint regret in my heart, and the mentality of being aggrieved for his millions.

Qin Ruan glanced at him, and said in a playful tone, "You Shao is interested, why don't you see it for yourself?"

He Mingjin smiled at her calmly: "It's just curiosity, after all, it cost me millions."

His smile seemed very romantic at first glance.

Qin Ruan raised her eyebrows slightly, guarded her eyes, and said in a light tone, "Just like in the painting, very beautiful, very simple, just like a puppet."

"Listening to your description, how does it feel eerie."

He Mingjin had goose bumps all over his body.

Qin Ruan said: "She is evil, you still expect her to be like a normal person."

Young Master He couldn't refute, and he also had a respect for her in his heart.

The faint blue flame that just came out of the opponent's fingertips made him feel very dangerous.

Such a beautiful flame made him feel that his life was greatly threatened, as if he touched it, it would be annihilated by flying ash.

It seems that the little lady of the third master Huo is even worse than the rumors.

He Mingjin's romantic eyes showed a hint of caution, and he had a deeper understanding of the Huo family's current status in the capital.

Babes, please ask for a monthly ticket duck.

(end of this chapter)

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