You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

Qing Lan looked at it, each strange person has an exclusive strategy, and her own exclusive strategy is called "Eight Faces Linglong".

In Qin Leyin's description, she is a spy with an eloquent eloquence that cannot be denied. The conspiracy between Jing Zhengwei and Bai Ye, the filth between Jing Zhengwei and the Silver Blood Society, and the demise of the Silver Blood Society are everywhere. shadow.

To put it simply, the 'Silver Blood Five Qi Qing Lan' is a strange woman who wandered among many forces, leveraged the foundation of the Silver Blood Society by threading needles and leads, and obtained a lucrative industry for herself afterwards.

"Sister Qinglan, don't you think he's going too far!" Mu Qing said angrily, "How can he slander you like this!?"

"Actually, it's okay." Qing Lan said casually: "He's already very polite, and it's not that there are more unpleasant sounds outside."

It is naturally impossible for Qing Lan to sit firmly in the position of editor-in-chief of the Youth Daily. During Jing Zhengwei's time, some people said that she had such a status as a servant of Israel - in fact, she didn't know what to do - but now that Jing Zhengwei has fallen, and our common people have all stood up, why can someone like her still control the youth The mouthpiece of the newspaper?

Qing Lan had heard the more ugly words, so naturally she wouldn't care, that is why Mu Qingmei was angry because of it. Listening to Mu Qingmei's ramble, Qing Lan suddenly realized that Qin Leyin's wording was actually very polite this time, and it could even be said to be very restrained.

When discussing Jing Qingquan, Tinggu, Yin Minghong and even himself, he was black to death and showed no mercy at all. He added conspiracy theories, shrewdness of the city, and natural heroes. It's cool, but if you think about it, you know it's wrong - people are complicated, how can it be so simple to label.

However, in her chapter, Qin Leyin did not lead to conspiracy theories, but instead stated her difficulties as a displaced person in a troubled world, the difficulties of a woman, and the thrill of taking chestnuts from the fire.

Qin Leyin not only did not criticize her, but even wrote her very inspirational, which was completely different from the previous style.

In fact, to compare her with Jing Qingfen and Tinggu, it is already a big praise for her. Although those people are losers, Qing Lan also knows that she is completely unqualified to stand side by side with those silver-blooded traitors.

For some reason, the strange feeling in Qing Lan's heart became stronger and stronger. In fact, when she saw the first issue of "Qinyue Yin School", she felt a vague sense of familiarity, but because this newspaper is a summary after class, not a quotation of Qinyin, so Qinglan did not know Qinyue How Yin taught the class can only be seen from the summary of his banter and ridicule.

But this time, after all, I was writing about myself, and the familiarity that Qing Lan felt was almost on the paper, as if she could see an acquaintance arranging and ridiculing herself thousands of miles away. She turned the newspaper over and over, and suddenly saw a line:

"Qing Lan maintains the habit of reading before going to bed every night. Although she only reads a little every night, she can read one book in a month, so she can read twelve more books a year than ordinary people, so her success is not due to accidental……"

This passage seems to be the inspirational experience of a successful person, as if it was made up.

But Qinglan had a strong intuition: It wasn't a mess, he just knew that I would read every night!

"...According to my opinion, we should have asked Yanjing Baiye to kill Qin Le Yin. It can be said that he escaped to Yanjing as a major mistake of ours..."

Qing Lan suddenly asked, "Is there any information about Qin Leyin over there in the data room?"

Mu Qing frowned: "Is there? You want it? I'll find it for you."

Although Mu Qingmei was a little childish, she was actually Xuanzhubaiye's intelligence and propaganda minister. There were too few people in Xuanzhubaiye, so she could only make do with it. And she slept at Qing Lan's house, so the information Bai Ye received would also be kept at home for easy access at any time.

After a while, Mu Qingmei brought several bound documents over, Qing Lan read it on the bed for a while, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

Seeking swords for the throne... Ming Shuiyun... Li Ying, Qin Yueshi, Lin Xue, Qian Yuya... Qian Yuya! ?

Steam Chamber of Commerce... Unparalleled List... New Battle Card Unparalleled Kill... New Battle Card?

Speaking of which, the first phase of the unparalleled list is building momentum for Lan Yan's "Unparalleled World"...

There are also the silver-blooded eight oddities who seem to be mischievous and full of malicious ridicule...

Qing Lan slowly put down the documents and turned to look at Mu Qingmei, who was yawning and curled up under the quilt.

"Qingmei, you've worked hard these days."

"Ah?" Mu Qing frowned slightly and said subconsciously, "No, I don't work hard."

"Isn't it hard?"

Feeling a little bad in her heart, Mu Qingmei shook her head again and again: "Of course not, with Sister Qinglan, you help me, I'm so hard, I work happily every day, if I have to take a vacation, I'll be uncomfortable!"

"Really?"

"real!"

"That's good." Qing Lan stroked Mu Qingmei's head lightly and smiled, "Then I'll give you some more work, okay?"

"Okay!" Mu Qingmei hugged Qinglan's slender waist: "Sister Qinglan, just tell me!"

"Okay, you will be the editor-in-chief of the Youth Daily in the future."

"no problem?"

Mu Qingmei raised her head and stared blankly at Qing Lan. Qing Lan put the materials on the bedside table, fell asleep and got into the quilt, facing Mu Qingmei face to face: "Now the second master has recovered Dongyang, and the road to Yanjing has been smooth. You have also studied with me for so long, You have basically started the newspaper business."

"After so long, it's time for me to go to Yanjing."

Mu Qing's eyes flashed, her mouth opened slightly, and after a while, she asked, "You managed to run the Youth Daily, are you willing?"

"I'm willing to give up, only if I give up can I get it." Qing Lan said softly: "It's not that you don't know, I've wanted to go to Yanjing for a long time."

Yes, as early as two months ago, Qing Lan had already applied to Bai Ye to go to Yanjing. Bai Ye naturally didn't slow down. He had already arranged a route for Qing Lan to go to Yanjing Huoshu Yinhua, but because it had not been collected at that time. There are dangers on the road to the Dongyang border, so it is recommended that Qinglan go later.

Now that all obstacles are gone, Qing Lan has also handed over the affairs of the Youth Daily, and she can leave at any time.

"...When are you leaving?"

"The sooner the better." Qing Lan asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to keep me?"

"I can't bear Sister Qinglan." Mu Qingmei hugged Qinglan like a child: "But I have no reason to hinder you from running towards a better life."

Although Bai Ye claimed to be a just cause, Mu Qingmei knew that they were doing a beheading business. Once defeated, there will never be a good end.

In comparison, it is much safer to go to Yanjing incognito to be an ordinary person~www.wuxiaspot.com~. Yanjing, which will never fall, is the farthest place in this world from war.

In addition, Yanjing Baiye will also look after her, which is better than being pointed at in Xuanzhu County-Mu Qingmei sometimes catches the editor of the newspaper office arranging Qinglan behind her back, even if she is furious on the spot, even Bai Ye has clarified it. , but the mouth grows on other people's faces and can't be plugged.

Mu Qingmei thought for a moment whether to move out of Jing Zhengwei, but she quickly rejected the idea. She didn't want to use the dead to interfere with the happiness of the living.

"I'll find someone to arrange it tomorrow," Mu Qingmei said, "We can leave in ten days at the latest."

"In such a hurry to send me away?" Qing Lan joked, but she saw Mu Qing's eyebrows were lowered and her head was frowning, so she smiled and comforted: "It's not life and death, after I settle down in Yanjing, you can do it when you have time. Come and find me, and I'll write to you when I'm free."

"Yeah!" Mu Qingmei pulled up the quilt to cover her face, "Do you know what the glass bottle will say when it falls? - I'm broken!"

Qing Lan turned off the light, grabbed a little quilt from Mu Qingmei, and slowly closed her eyes.

Yanjing, here I come.