Chapter 1100: They are not worthy!

After asking this sentence, Mu Zhiqing felt that she had asked too much.
With respect to the strength, how could one not know?
The most important thing is that the face of the man in front of him is not red and his heart is not beating.
Looking at the woman's ashamed and angry face, Ling Yunting gave a chuckle, put one hand on the wall behind him, leaned down, and said, "My fault."
Upon hearing this, Mu Zhiqing was slightly startled, and then couldn't help laughing.
"Then you won't be mad at me."
"One yard owned by a yard."
Ling Yunting hugged Mu Zhiqing and walked to the chair aside, letting her sit on her lap.
The handsome and unparalleled face faded from the joke and became serious.
"Before you promised me that no matter what happens again, you will not bet your life."
Mu Zhiqing's eyes flickered, and she said with a guilty conscience: "Isn't this a rush?"
She raised her head and pouted, with a trace of sullen expression in her expression.
"Those people of the Yunling Race always make every effort to trouble me, as if they want to prove that I am not worthy of you at all through this method, and prove that your vision is not good.
It's fine to question me, I can't let them question you! "
She knows her situation and the gap between her and her superior.
Now she is making up the gap between them little by little, but when facing other people's provocations, she has her own way to solve it.
Since Yun Ling clan likes to provoke her so much, they will die one by one, and she will see how long they can continue!
The jet-black beautiful eyes shone with cold light, and she didn't take the initiative to trouble Bai Chenxiang, the guys really thought she was a vegetarian!
It's just that when she looked at Ling Yunting, Mu Zhiqing had already lost the trace of killing intent, and she was still docile and harmless.
Ling Yunting stared at her with deep eyes and said, "Since they questioned me, I should handle this kind of thing."
Mu Zhiqing was slightly startled.
I saw Ling Yunting playing with her hand, gently rubbing her palm, his eyes fell on the two hands.
"My wife, no need to do it."
"They are not worthy."
The man's voice was as gentle as ever, but Mu Zhiqing clearly felt a bit of murderous intent when she heard his words.
He retracted his gaze, and looked serious and domineering towards Mu Zhiqing's black and white eyes.
"From now on, you are not allowed to stake your life."
Mu Zhiqing's eyes rolled round and round, she had the habit of setting life and death in a battle since before, and she might just say it right away.
The man seemed to see through her thoughts, and then said: "The next time, the consequences will not be so simple."
"What... consequence?"
Ling Yunting chuckled slightly, his eyes became ambiguous.
"You want to know?"
Mu Zhiqing swallowed, as if she suddenly understood something, and shook her head quickly.
"No... I don't want to!"
"I will never do this anymore!"
Ling Yunting nodded in satisfaction, "Next time, at your own risk."
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Bai Chenxiang had already known that Ziyan was trying to make Mu Zhiqing lose face. She also knew that Ziyan had practiced hard during this period and could have passed the fourth stage of the assessment.
Because of this, after knowing Ziyan's thoughts, she considered for a while and still did not refuse.
After all, Mu Zhiqing has been too arrogant recently, and the limelight is flourishing.