Chapter 192 (2/2)

Lu Ping is on high alert again, but now he has reached his limit. Listening to the soul can only be used a little, but there is no energy to maintain. But in this short moment, the voice of soul power flashed away. Lu Ping raised his head and looked at the opposite roof, but there was no one.

Turning his head to Su Tang, Su Tang shook his head and looked sad.

What's the relationship between Ling Ziyan? Lu Ping and Su Tang don't know much, and they don't want to know. They just can't accept everyone's indifference to the little girl's life.

Living is a very ordinary and simple vision. But when your life is not respected and you live, you become completely independent of yourself. Lu Ping and Su Tang, who were born in the organization, have had the deepest experience of this.

Ling Ziyan was not so miserable at last, but she was also bound with a yoke, so in the end, for some purpose, her life was easily deprived. If Lu Ping and Su Tang hadn't inserted a song, she wouldn't even have a chance to resist. But even so, she didn't save her in the end.

A few blocks away.

Qin sang completely fell into the careful arrangement of Wei Ming. Even though Wei Ming was dead, his arrangement was faithfully carried out. Under the continuous guidance of ”passers-by”, Qin sang finally got nothing. This time, when she asked the loyal passer-by, she finally got the real answer: I don't know, I didn't see.

Qin sang didn't know how to continue. Looking back, Lu Ping didn't follow. This was originally the result she expected, but now she hopes Lu Ping can be here and discuss with her. We still have a little consensus on finding Ling Ziyan.

Some helpless Qin sang began to look for and inquire aimlessly in this area until a familiar but unexpected face appeared in front of her.

”Bitter bamboo?” Qin sang looked at the young man in front of him and didn't know why he appeared here.

Bitter bamboo is not a name, because there is no surname ”bitter” in the whole continent. But this generation of the Qin family's owner, Qin Sang's father, gave him such a name, and he was called kuzhu from then on.

No one can tell who he is in the Qin family, but he often follows the owner around, carries tea and water, and sometimes suddenly leaves for a long time. No one knows what to do. Qin Sang's memory seems to be that playing with her when she was a child was also something kuzhu had done. However, it was never a pleasant experience. Kuzhu would only obey her orders. Playing with him was no different from playing with a piece of wood. It was the most boring thing for Qin sang when she was a child.

Now, kuzhu appears in Zhiling city and in front of her.

just right!

Qin sang thought that she just needed reliable help.

Although kuzhu is very boring, she doesn't like it at all, but somehow, she trusts this person very much.

”Come on!” Qin sang quickly explained to him, ”find Ling Ziyan!”

”It's no longer necessary.” Kuzhu said.

”Huh?” Qin sangleng.

”She's dead.” Kuzhu said.

”What? What's going on? Who did it? ” Qin Sang was surprised.

”Me.” Kuzhu said.

”You?”

Kuzhu nodded.

”Why are you here?” Qin sang asked.

”I'll be where Miss is.” This is the consistent bitter bamboo.

”When will it start?”

”From the day miss left home for the college.” Kuzhu said.

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The plot is unfolding!