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"Sister Xinxia, ​​do you have a way to wake my sister up for a while? Just a moment is enough." Lingling said.

"Yes, but to make her conscious, the speed of her life withering will accelerate." Xinxia said.

"There is no other way." Lingling said.

"Lingling, what are you going to do?" Mo Fan didn't know what Lingling had to lead to that killer, but judging from Lingling's state, he should have returned to his usual wisdom.

"There are traitors in the Judgment Association, and many information from the Judgment Association will be intercepted. Since the sister was killed because of Leng Jue's affairs, their real purpose is not to let her die, but to prevent Leng Jue's information from being transmitted back to the Judgment Association headquarters." Lingling said.

Mo Fan's eyes lit up, and he felt that Lingling's analysis was quite reasonable.

Yes, they killed Leng Qing because Leng Qing had the important information about Leng Jue?

Then what the killer wants to kill is the person who has the information and the person who has the delusions passed on.

"Although my sister is unconscious now and cannot explain the specific information to us, it doesn't matter. As long as we ask my sister to tell the Lingyin Judgment Association personally, she entrusted us to send this information back to the Lingyin Judgment Association, the killer will definitely come to us. At the same time, we have to make good use of the traitor." Lingling said.

Xinxia understood Lingling's meaning, so she continued to murmur the sound of blessings, allowing Leng Qing to restore a little bit of sanity. At the same time, Xinxia also used the spiritual magic to tell Leng Qing how to do it.

Leng Qing woke up in great weakness and felt that breathing was quite difficult. She struggled to send a magic code text to the Lingyin Temple Trial Association that only the presiding judge knew...

Leng Qing completed all this, and Mo Fan immediately found that there were two missing black petals on the palm of his hand. In just a moment, Leng Qing's vitality flew away so much.

"Sister Leng Qing, don't worry, we will definitely save you. The important information you have obtained through hardships will never be buried here. If the Black Holy See forces dare to step into our country, they will definitely be removed without mercy!" Mo Fan's hatred for the Black Holy See was naturally extreme.

<>I finally drove away one Salang, how could there be a Leng Jue? There are really enough people who died in the catastrophe of the ancient capital. Such a tragedy cannot happen again no matter what!

Leng Qing looked at Mo Fan, her eyes closed heavily, and a drop of black tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

The struggle between the Judgment and the Black Holy See has always been that the Judgment is in a passive state. Too many people are afraid of the Black Holy See, fearing their revenge, and even more afraid of their ruthlessness. But the more this happens, the less they cannot retreat!

Leng Qing has seen too many colleagues who died in the struggle with the Black Vatican, and too many people persecuted by the Black Vatican. Whenever she sees the relatives of the persecuted, she tells herself in her heart that this is definitely the last one...

However, the number of dead is still increasing, and the number of injured is not reduced. The seniors of the Judgment told themselves that if they still wanted to bite the Black Holy See and refuse to give in, she would end up with the same consequences. The role of one person in front of the huge Black Holy See is insignificant, but one person is almost everything to a family.

Is that really that true?

A person’s power is insignificant, so more innocent families should be lost, wandered on the streets, immersed in grief, and lived in the darkness?

Leng Qing could not ignore it. Every time there was an extra dead person and a sad family, she would feel more guilty. When the guilt accumulated enough, she would not feel that it was not worth it to exchange for information from a cardinal.

However, Lingling is still so young... She made such a decision and sneaked into the depths of the Black Church, relieved her deep guilt, and was worthy of her identity as a member of the Judgment Council and the relatives of the destroyed ones, but left all the injuries to Lingling alone.

She would definitely hate herself very much, just like she hated the stupid decisions her father made.

Close his eyes tightly, and in this short period of time when he was awake, Leng Qing thought a lot, just like the long hallucination before death. From his origin to the present, everything he remembered and everything he forgot would come to his mind!

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...

Countless colorful spotlights shine around the blue swimming pool, making the water surface look particularly beautiful.

In the villa next to the swimming pool, a person hanging outside the windowsill was swaying in the wind. His neck was tied to a thick hemp rope. His whole face had turned blue, and his eyes were protruding and rolling upwards.

"I actually brought in a presiding judge. Humph, I almost ruined my big deal. I'm incompetent, and I'll let him on a few more days!" In the room, the young man with purple eyes looked at the windowsill with disgust and looked at the swaying corpse.

"Mr. Leng Jue, I'm here to write." The beautiful woman wearing a dark purple cheongsam came over and said with a smile.

"I see."

The boy walked to another room. After about five minutes, he walked out with a calm face, picked up the fruit knife on the table, and threw it at the shaking meat target on the windowsill. The fruit knife was deeply inserted into it, and there was no blood flowing out. There were many such knife edges on the body.

"The guy who was not good at doing things in a good way actually told me that the man had been killed. Since he had been killed, how did she secretly send a secret message to the Lingyin Association as the presiding judge!" Leng Jue said irritably.

"It's not that things are not irreversible. Let's leave this kind of thing to Bei Jiang. He is still very good."

"Hmph, I hope he won't let me down again this time. My tolerance for waste is very low!"

...

The beautiful cheongsam put down the fruit and slowly walked to the edge of the swimming pool. She took off all the clothes on her body, revealing her plump and milky skin, and fell into a somewhat cold water.

After swimming around, she shook her wet hair and said to the darkness in the corner: "You won't want to watch here all night, you have heard Leng Jue's words, why don't you do what you should do?"

"I'm just wondering why Leng Qing didn't die? In fact, no one can survive the withering of darkness." In that darkness, a tall human outline slowly emerged.

"The person who sent the message to Leng Qing is named Mo Fan, and Salang also suffered a lot of losses in the hands of this kid. If you can kill him, Leng Jue will look at you with admiration..." said the beautiful woman.

"I've had a fight with him, and it seems nothing special."
Chapter completed!