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Wan Haolin had a cold face, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Haolin, Master has one thing that needs you to do!"

Ye Tianya suddenly looked at Wan Haolin earnestly.

"Master, please say!"

Looking at Ye Tianya's expression, Wan Haolin knew that it must be a big deal, and now looked at Ye Tianya respectfully.

"I want you to get close to the deserted waters!"

What Ye Tianya said made Wan Haolin stunned.

"Master, what are you talking about?"

Wan Haolin was stupid, and Wannian's iceberg face cracked open at this time.

"I said, if you go close to Leng Qingming, you'd better let her get rid of the revenge and get some news from her."

Ye Tianya asked again.

Wan Haolin usually followed his words.

This time, it was rare, and he didn't say a word.

"I know what you think, you like Ping Pian, don't you! Don't worry, the master's son-in-law will only be you!"

After Ye Tianya finished speaking, he put his hand on Wan Haolin's shoulder.

Wan Haolin was startled slightly, lowered his head, and nodded heavily.

"I see, don't worry, Master!"

Wan Haolin raised his head again, and a certain color burst into his cold eyes.

Ye Tianya laughed haha, and patted Wan Haolin's shoulder.

Leng Qingmiao walked towards his yard, thinking about some things, and going around around, unexpectedly walked to a spot of Meihualing.

It has been snowing these few days.

The heavy snow covered the earth, basically covering it up, and behind the snowflakes, there were shadows of plum trees.

Red, yellow-colored, colorful, beautiful.

Under the sunlight, it is even more beautiful.

With a light sniff, under the nose, there is this clear fragrance, with the clear fragrance of ice and snow.

Involuntarily, Leng Qingming took a step forward, but before she moved forward, someone smashed her knee.

At that time, it was numb for a while.

She raised her eyes and looked around, and suddenly saw a white figure among the plum blossom tree shadows.

Leng Qingming looked at the figure in the shadow of the tree, and knew that he had come to the wrong place.

"I don't know what's forbidden here, the junior retire!"

After Leng Qingming bowed to the figure, he planned to leave.

"Hold on!"

But he heard a beautiful voice from the forest.

Leng Qingming stood up straight and looked forward.

Only then did I see, a person walked out from the sparse plum blossom shadow.

Wearing a white dress, it seemed that he would have to blend into the white snow. There was no ornament on his hair, and the dark hair was scattered like this, flying with the wind.

Her appearance is really stunning.

At least, Leng Qingmiao felt that compared with the misfortune he had traveled before, it was a little bit close.

She cuts her pupils, just like the sky in autumn, just looking at people lightly, as if the time is filled with infinite affection.

Her skin is also as shiny as water.

In the action, like a weak Liu Fufeng, arousing people's heart.

Ye Yingniang?

As soon as he saw this beauty, the name appeared in Leng Qing's heart.

But Ye Yingniang...she is not fifty-six years old now, why can't she show the beauty of twilight and the like on her face.