stonecrandall Chapter 149 Looking forward to draining his blood, waiting for him to die
Chapter 149 Looking forward to draining his blood, waiting for him to die
Lin Feishuang was startled, his eyes flustered, "You...you know everything..."
Ning twitched the corners of his lips, and there was a strong sadness on his gorgeous face, "You know what that person will do to me after he catches me, but you still did it. Lin Feishuang, Mr. Lin, if you really want me to die, why bother?"
"Just say a little bit, what am I not willing to do for you? I am willing to die even..."
As he said, he looked up at Lin Feishuang, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, extremely sad and bitter, and the water in his always quiet and clear eyes floated, mournful, lingering, and sad, which made Lin Feishuang's heart ache. up.
He couldn't help but took a step forward, stretched out his hand towards Ning Zhe, his voice was hoarse, "A Ning, I..."
Ning Zhe took a step back, shook his head in pain, and crystal tears rolled down from his big eye sockets, "Lin Feishuang, don't touch me, I will never...don't like you, don't want to see you It's..."
The onlookers in the Guta looked at this tear-jerking scene, and couldn't help but look at each other for a moment.
"This......"
"Isn't Qin Nu a member of His Highness the Crown Prince? How could he be with the eldest son of the Lin family..."
"Not to mention anything else, this person is deeply affectionate."
Lin Yunlan said angrily: "What's the use of deep love and righteousness? He doesn't want to stand up for the common people in the world, isn't he just slaving away! What deep affection and righteousness is, but he's just a selfish and selfish bastard!"
Those who heard this couldn't help frowning.
Lin Yunlan's words were too harsh. If it was said that they were living in vain, wouldn't everyone here be willing to stand up and sacrifice their souls?Speaking of selfishness, what's the difference between them and the zither slave?
But these shameful dirty thoughts will only be buried in their hearts forever until they rot. After leaving this ancient pagoda, they are still high-ranking hermits respected by the people all over the world.
But now, these secret thoughts were spoken out by Lin Yunlan so carelessly.
Even though they knew that he was not talking about people like themselves, everyone still had a bad look on their faces.
Ning Zhe had a panoramic view of their expressions, his eyes were as cold as before, without any waves.
"The others are already here, brother, what are you waiting for?! Didn't you say that you can sacrifice anything for the glory of the Lin clan! What are you hesitating about now!"
Lin Feishuang shook the soles of his feet twice, a little weak, and his voice was hoarse and bitter, "Alan, stop talking..."
He covered his face in pain, his back slowly hunched down as if he couldn't bear the heavy burden, and his whole body collapsed.
After a while, he took a deep breath, and a hoarse and decisive voice came out of his throat: "A-Ning, please forgive me."
Ning Zhe didn't speak.
Lin Feishuang raised his head from his palm.
He had already recovered an expression of indifference, and commanded A Lan: "Bring him here, regardless of life or death!"
A Lan was startled, then stabbed the dagger fiercely without mercy.
Huo Chen's heart skipped a beat, and the next moment he was behind Ning Zhe, and he was about to hug him to avoid him.
"do not come."
"No, sir..."
"General, don't you believe me?"
Huo Chen paused suddenly.
Ning Zhe's light and fluttering voice firmly fixed him in place, unable to move a single step.
The person in front of him is still that obedient young man, but his heart is no longer the one that relied on him to get close to him.
It was all his own destruction.
"Your Majesty..." Huo Chen clenched his fists tightly, his heart felt like a knife, and he opened his mouth, but he was too dry to make a sound.
Of course he believed in Ning Zhe, and he also knew that during his absence, Ning Zhe had grown beyond his expectations, and he didn't need these unnecessary worries at all.
But he believes that it doesn't mean he can let go, it doesn't mean he can watch him fall into danger...
A Lan's dagger was already in front of his eyes, Ning narrowed his eyes, and before the dagger touched his skin, he suddenly turned his head and avoided it.
Alan was startled, and was about to retreat immediately, but it was too late.
Ning Zhe has been training in the Zongheng Pavilion for many years, the most frightening thing is his close combat skills.
Anyone who is approached by him will never be able to escape.
Before Ah Lan came back to his senses, the dagger in his hand was knocked to the ground, and Ning's throat was folded in his hand.
"Miss Alan," Ning Zhe called her name, his expression as calm as ever, "I will teach you another trick, if you don't know the details of the opponent during the battle, don't approach rashly, otherwise you may lose your life. "
He bent his lips and smiled softly and clearly, "Got it?"
A Lan couldn't help shivering.
It was obvious that the young man didn't have a trace of murderous intent, and he was very sweet and gentle, but for some reason, she saw endless thick blood from his peaceful eyes, which was heavy and bloody and suffocating.
Alan trembled all over, and his eyes were filled with fear.
Ning Zhe couldn't help but bend his eyes,
No. 67 was silent for a moment, then spoke out softly [What are you doing scaring a little girl?]
[No one has been so afraid of me for a long time, I almost forgot that feeling]
Ning Zhe sighed in his heart and opened his hand lightly.
Before Ah Lan could recover, she fell to the ground and regained her freedom.
Alan looked up at him with a surprised expression, "You..."
"Good girl, go back, I'll wait for you to treat me to candied haws." Ning Zhe had gentle eyes, stretched out his hand to pull her up, and gently pushed Lin Feishuang.
Lin Feishuang stretched out his palm, sucked Alan's body back, and looked at him with complicated eyes.
"Why don't you kill her? Everyone here wants your life. If you don't kill them, they will kill you."
Ning Zhe shook his head, and glanced at the people with different expressions around the ancient pagoda.
He said to Road 67 from the bottom of his heart [Look at their expressions, do they look like Ningyan]
No. 67 thinks there is something wrong with him [How to say it]
【They are all the same as him, looking forward to draining my blood, waiting for me to die】
No. 67 paused, as if hesitating for something, after a while, he said [I can take you away]
[Here is the seal of the gods]
[It doesn't matter, it's just a small seal]
Ning Zhe wanted to laugh [Originally I should be the most imprisoned, but I can still be so relaxed, No. 67, why do you think? 】
Before No. 67 could speak, Ning Zhe frowned and said [letting me move freely like now should be your limit, is there enough energy?Aren't you afraid that I'll fall asleep when the time comes, and I'll hurt you again?]
Number 67 was silent for a while this time.
He seemed to have a lot of things to say, but in the end, he only said dryly in a cold voice [What nonsense, do you want to go or not! ? 】
Ning Zhe had a smile in his eyes, his voice was soft and coquettish [I don’t want it]
He raised his head and looked around the crowd.
At this moment, the shallow smile gradually receded from the bottom of his lonely and cold eyes. He was obviously still that soft young man, but his aura had faintly changed.
Everyone felt a strong sense of oppression, like the fear born of blood instinct, which made them just want to plead guilty, without any desire to resist.
Ling Ji hid in the crowd, seeing the ugly and angry faces of these people, couldn't help but sneered, and scoffed in a low voice: "A bunch of trash!"
They are all old, treacherous and cunning monsters, but they insist on forcing the burden of saving the common people on an immature boy, kidnapping his life with the righteousness of the world, what a shame!
Her lips moved slightly, and a little clear light green fluorescent light appeared on her fingertips, which touched Ning Zhe's sea of consciousness.
"Don't move, wait for me."
Ning Zhe did not respond to her words, but took the initiative to cut off contact with her.
"You little bastard!" Ling Ji couldn't help but cursed coldly.
Her pretty face was covered with frost, and her eyes were even more frozen, without the slightest pity, just looking at her made one's heart chill.
Yan Pei swallowed, and quietly moved away from her.
After so many years of marching and fighting, he didn't learn other principles of handling things, but he learned one thing thoroughly-women are all scourges.
Lin Li stood behind him, as soon as he retreated, he leaned against him and staggered into his arms.
Lin Li stretched out his hand to support him, and said with a sullen face, "Don't reveal your identity."
Yan Pei opened his hand and smiled, "Don't worry about it."
Ling Ji frowned and gave them a disgusted look, "Stop flirting, and come with me! Idiots who dare to covet me, you will die!"
Yan Pei: "..."
Women are horrible.
But... Which eye saw him flirting!It's all because of the idiot Lin Li!
Lin Li didn't know why he was so angry again, he gave him a strange look, and said coldly, "Don't be in a daze, follow up quickly."
Yan Pei: "Eat radish salty, don't worry, take care of yourself!"
He stepped back from Lin Li and followed behind Lingji.
Lin Li touched the wrist touched by him, and frowned slightly, but he didn't think too much, and followed.
Ning Zhe didn't know that Lingji had come over with great vigor, so he said to everyone indifferently: "What you want is the divine pulse."
Lin Feishuang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and with a trembling voice, he said in a hoarse voice: "Ah Ning, I just want to ask you, take your life for these hundreds of lives, will you trade it or not?"
Ning Zhe closed his eyes and smiled lightly, his face was quiet and beautiful, "Do I have a choice?"
Lin Feishuang didn't speak.
This question does not need an answer, no matter what the answer is, Ning Zhe has only one way.
He looked at Ning Zhe with guilt and pity in his eyes.
Don't blame me, don't blame me... I too... have to.
Ning Zhe slowly closed his smile, "I can promise you."
Huo Chen was startled, "A-Ning!"
Ning Zhe turned his head, blinked at him, and comforted him softly: "General, don't worry, I have a measure."
Huo Chen's complexion was heavy, he stared at him tightly without making a sound, layers of black waves were churning in his eyes.
Ning Zhe didn't think much about it, and turned to Lin Feishuang and said, "But I have a condition."
"What conditions?"
Ning Zhe didn't answer him, but looked up at Qingluan who had been floating in the sky and remained silent, his eyes slightly bent into crescent moons, "Only he can fulfill this condition."