After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 142 Suspect Me?

Longevity!!
Cui Jue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked in surprise at the green mist that was floating in from outside.

That is the lifespan of a living person!
Song Lan, Song Lan, she actually used the power of merit to devour other people's lifespans and extend the life of the woman on the bed?
No, that's not right!
This is impossible, this is simply impossible... How could the Heavenly Dao allow such an absurd thing to happen?

But at this moment, the life force that was still continuously floating towards this world indicated that Song Lan had indeed extended the life of this woman.

Moreover, the life span was drawn from different families in various parts of the capital!

but--

Why didn’t thunder strike from the sky?

Could it be that, in order to please Song Lan, the heaven is so foolish that it can condone such an act that goes against the moral order?

Cui Jue suddenly felt very angry in his heart.

"grown ups!"

He glared at Song Lan, wanting to condemn him with all his might.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Song Lan's disdainful sneer.

Song Lan's eyes were full of contempt and ridicule as they swept over him, just like they did back then...

Cui Jue suddenly became discouraged.

Song Lan walked towards him.

Cui Jue swallowed nervously and stepped back unconsciously.

Soon, he felt a sense of resentment surrounding him, making him completely unable to move.

"Lao Cui!"

Bai Wuchang stepped forward worriedly, wanting to rescue him.

As soon as he moved, vines formed by resentment sprouted from under his feet and wrapped around him tightly.

Song Lan used his balsam-flower-dyed nails to press against Cui Jue's throat and gently stroke it: "Master Cui, do you think that I am like those evil spirits, robbing the lives of innocent mortals to extend the life of the person in bed?"

Is not it?

Cui Jue almost blurted out the words, but thinking of the past, he felt that it was a bit presumptuous to say this. He stared at Song Lan's face, struggling in his heart.

"Your Excellency is joking. How could I be so mean as to make malicious assumptions about you?"

Cui Jue changed his words to make people more pleasing: "It is indeed strange that all the life that flew in from all directions was absorbed into the spirit platform of this girl."

He swallowed a few times and said slowly: "I wonder if you could help me solve this problem? Uh..."

Just as he finished speaking, the resentment wrapped around him suddenly tightened, causing him to cry out in pain.

Song Lan has always been full of resentment.

With just one thought from her, even a high-level ghost messenger like him would have his thousands of years of cultivation refined in an instant and turned into ashes.

"Sir, spare your life!"

Bai Wuchang was standing by, pleading anxiously, "Old Cui definitely did not intend to offend you!"

Song Lan sneered and felt that there was a young man outside the door who was about to break in, which made him feel bored.

With a sullen face, she waved her sleeves and threw Cui Jue, Bai Wuchang, and the Book of Fate that she had just repaired back into the underworld.

“Hey~”

Cui Jue fell on his butt without any preparation. He was feeling the pain when suddenly another White Impermanence fell from above.

As luck would have it, he had just stood up when he was knocked to the ground again, suffering secondary injuries.

Lu Zhidao just happened to be looking for Cui Jue for something, and was shocked when he suddenly saw two people falling from the sky.

"What happened to you two?"

He walked over and reached out his hands to help the two of them up, but just as he got close, he pulled his hands back because he felt the heat.

Looking down at the marks on his hands caused by karma fire, Lu Zhidao was shocked.

"Is this Lord Song Lan's resentment?"

"Who made her angry again?!"

"you two?"