Quick Transmigration: The vixen is entangled by the sickly school grass

Chapter 152 He and the opponent's top stream

Chapter 152 He and the opponent's top stream

When Song Yiling heard this, her eyes suddenly became sharp.

Who dares to kidnap Yi Xibai?
She already had the answer in her heart: Jiuxing Pavilion.

Song Yiling recalled Jiuxing Pavilion's frequent movements recently, and she frowned tightly. She still didn't know what Jiuxing Pavilion's plan was, but she was sure that Yi Xibai's sudden disappearance had something to do with Jiuxing Pavilion.

Xiao Yan's figure suddenly appeared in Song Yiling's mind, and she carefully sifted through the process of getting along with Xiao Yan.
Director Wu turned his head to look at her, thinking that she had thought of some useful news, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong?"

Song Yiling didn't pay attention to Director Wu, but quickly took out the mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Xiao Yan's mobile phone.

Empty number.

"Grass!"

Director Wu suddenly saw that Song Yiling, who always showed people with a smiling face, became angry.

Her expression made him subconsciously recall the scene of her beating Xiao Wu during the audition that day.

However, this time, Song Yiling didn't make a move, but her eyes were more terrifying than that day.

In Song Yiling's affectionate peach blossom eyes, there is only vigorous killing intent now.

It was so cold that people shivered all over.

In a trance, Director Wu thought he was filming a horror movie, and standing opposite him was a demon who met gods and killed gods, met Buddhas and killed Buddhas.

He waited for a while before he stopped the panic deep in his heart, and asked stammeringly, "Xiao Song, are you okay?"

Song Yiling pursed her thin lips tightly, and her jaw formed a stubborn arc.

How can she be all right?
If something really happened to Yi Xibai...she would regret it for the rest of her life!

Even if she knew that Yi Xibai was just a passer-by in a plane she experienced when she was doing missions, to put it a bit too far, he was just a tool man.

However, this does not hinder Yi Xibai's status in her heart is increasing day by day.

Now, he is so important... Whenever Song Yiling thinks of him being injured or dead, he will feel as painful as if he is going to die too.

Song Yiling made a self-deprecating smile, she had a really good life recently, and she had no sense of crisis at all.

Xiao Yan, a person sent by Jiuxing Pavilion, just because of her innocent face, I trusted her!

What's even more frightening is that he actually thought that he used money to impress her and made her work for him!

If Jiuxing Pavilion is related to Yi Xibai's disappearance, then Xiao Yan must be a very important part of it.

Song Yiling's eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of guilt disappearing in an instant, replaced by a red color filled with the aura of killing and blood.

Since they dare to do it, I must let them taste the consequences!
"You are Miss Song Yiling Song?"

A thick voice sounded behind Song Yiling, interrupting her thoughts.

She turned around with a bad face, raised her eyebrows and asked, "I am, who are you?"

The man looked very gentle, but his calloused hands betrayed his identity as a Lianjiazi.

He nodded and smiled, "My name is Mo Feng, and I'm Brother Yi's bodyguard."

Mo Feng has seen this woman on many surveillance videos, but this is the first time he has seen a real person.

At the first glance, he understood why the master treated this girl so differently.

Song Yiling not only has an extremely delicate and charming face, but her temperament is also different from other women.

From her eyes and subconscious movements, Mo Feng knew that she was not simple, her skills were not simple, and her mind was not simple.

The two just looked at each other quietly.

When Song Yiling got impatient, Mo Feng suddenly said: "Miss Song, I want to say for my master, he really cares about you."

(End of this chapter)

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