Rebirth ability: Mr. President, please accept the move

Sure enough, Wen Qian knocked herself unconscious.

But since he caught it, why not kill him directly?

There must be an agreement with that old man Qin.Old man Qin wants to make people sacrifice, and she also thinks that I can't escape this time.

No wonder the old man Qin speaks in a strange way, so philosophical, he is the patriarch!

It was only now that Shen Ling figured out a general idea. Although there was an accident, it was not unexpected.

This guy Wen Qian is really capable. He can get involved in everything, but he has the chance to escape.No, it should be said that it is the fate of growth. After a few times, her strength has begun to develop against the sky. Every time she encounters an event, she can take a step closer to invincibility.

"The Qin family didn't dare to confront Sister Wen. Shen Ling could only hide in this mountain stream. He was cold and hungry and had to guard against us. I don't think we should meet in a long time."

Wen Qian nodded. Apart from the ruined temple, the wooden house is the outpost nearby. After a while, all the villagers of the Qin family will mobilize. Even if they can't catch Shen Ling, it's not difficult to find her trace, "It's here tonight Rest, replenish your strength, wait until tomorrow dawn, and then look for it."

She expected that Shen Ling would have no place to live, and that the torrential rain in the jungle was abnormal, and it might fall again at night, so she could recharge her energy and let her freeze and starve all night, so she could cope with it.

"Sister Wen, rest, I will take two brothers to search nearby and bring Shen Ling back." The gangster with a rough voice volunteered.

"No, you don't want to go. Shen Ling is very cunning and proficient in sneak attacks. I don't want you to suffer any losses. Let's rest here today and take turns to guard against it." Wen Qian directly stopped her.

She was lying on the haystack alone, and pointed to the kang next to her, "I'm resting here, don't disturb me if I have nothing to do, you take turns to sleep on the kang."

Seeing that she was sympathetic to her subordinates, the gangsters smiled, and immediately spread straw in several places in the house, and persuaded Wen Qian to go to the kang, before lying down one by one to rest.

"See, Wen Qian has the ability to lead and win people's hearts all the time, but you don't." Zhao Bohan smiled and stuck it to Shen Ling's ear.

"Go and marry if you like it, I don't care." Shen Ling replied.

Knowing that he was joking, Shen Ling pouted.

Shrunk behind the house like this, staying for nearly an hour, Wen Qian tossed and turned on the kang, perhaps unable to fall asleep at all, at four or five o'clock in the morning, there was the sound of waves in the jungle, and the leaves were covered by strange things The wind was blowing loudly, intermittently and non-stop, like someone crying, mourning in the quiet night, and she felt even more irritable.

After a while, I suddenly felt footsteps outside the door. Someone came in, turned over and sat up, spread five fingers and jumped behind the door to ambush. Under the moonlight, I saw a person leading a group of villagers in coir raincoats, quietly entering the house.

"Miss Wen..."

When the man spoke, Wen Qian breathed a sigh of relief: it was old man Qin.

"I heard that the sacrifice escaped?" As soon as the old man entered the room, he pulled an indifferent face, which was obviously more imposing than when Shen Ling first met, "He killed people on my ground and didn't tell me about it?" One sound."

"I said a long time ago that that woman can't stay. She has supernatural powers, and she can save herself from danger a few times." Wen Qian saw that several of her subordinates were also waking up, and then she spoke loudly.

"Miss Wen's great-grandmother is Wenqing. This warlock organization has close contacts with our Qin family. You must know that the predecessor of warlocks was the ghost catcher founded by my ancestor Fu Jiuchen in the early Yuan Dynasty. Now you, as a descendant of warlocks, and my Qin family Cooperation is really an opportunity given to us by God.”

The corners of Wen Qian's mouth curled up slightly. Warlocks have a long history. If it is said that there are ghosts among the warlocks who catch their disciples, it can still be said. Besides, you have deviated from Qin Xiaojia, the orthodox head of the family, and you are not considered the Qin family.

If you have to talk about it, you just want to have a long-term cooperation.

"Is your sacrifice really effective?" Wen Qian was straightforward.

"Yes, the Jiangzhou flood has happened since ancient times. It happened 200 years ago. If it happens again, the strength of the Qin family will be greatly reduced. If we seize the opportunity, we can join hands to replace it. The remaining Fu family, It's easy to deal with. The previous sacrifices used pure and kind hearts to resist Huangquan. My sacrifice has accumulated resentment. The Qin family is too busy to take care of the flood of Huangquan. We will take the opportunity to kill the Qin family in the city. I hope you and I Let's join hands and deal with Qin Xiaojia together." Old man Qin's eyes showed a fierce look.

Shen Ling was completely clear now.