The sickness of quick transmigration makes it difficult for her to fly

Chapter 15 Are you obedient? 15
"Master, what should we do with this man?" Ling'an asked a man while subduing him.

Luo Jinrong stared at the man who was pressed on the ground and refused to give in, and said in a tone as calm as a death sentence:

"Since he refused to speak, he pulled out his tongue and sewed his mouth inch by inch, so that his secret will never be known to others."

Luo Jinrong's words slowly fell to his vital gate like a sharp blade.

At first the man didn't believe it. After swearing some nasty words, he accidentally noticed the seriousness and determination in Luo Jinrong's eyes, and he sat down on the ground as if discouraged.

When Ling'an was about to make a move, the man begged for mercy: "Please let me go! I can say anything! I can say anything!"

With a wave of Luo Jinrong's hand, Ling'an stopped and let the man continue.

"At that time, I was a soldier under General Siyou, and he asked me and some other people to be your linkers."

"On the eve of the battle, General Xiyou ordered us to act secretly to lure King Anren out of the city and kill him at night."

Ling'an saw that his master's face was getting worse and worse, so he asked for him: "How many people are there in this wave, did King Anren go alone?"

The man didn't dare to stop, and immediately replied: "We have hundreds of people. At that time, King Anren was watching the night on the tower. He was led away by us alone. Afterwards, there were only a few scattered soldiers who came to us when we were finishing up." Come."

"Then who is the person connecting with you?" Ling'an asked in a low voice.

The man shook his head, he didn't know this person at all:
"Every time we met, he was wearing a black cloak and turned his back to us. Once he turned his head, he was also covering his face, but I saw a gold-plated ring on a black background on the man's hand."

"If he hadn't paid a lot of money, General Xiyou would not have become an ally with him. After all, it is a matter of betraying his own country. Anyone who contacts such a person should be cautious."

Some clues were obtained from the man, who was of no use to him.

Luo Jinrong pinched the root of the mountain with his fingers, and after putting down his hand, he showed no mercy: "Deal with him, and then don't leave any traces."

He stood with his hands behind his back in a small piece of world surrounded by several courtyards, his tall and straight figure like a green pine showed a bit of loneliness.

He is like the loneliest person in time, unable to find anything that can stop him.

After stuffing a piece of cloth in the man's mouth, Ling'an pulled out a long knife from his waist, ruthlessly inserted it into the man's abdomen, and pulled it out again. The white knife went in and the red knife came out.

His movements were not sloppy at all, and there was no trace of superfluous emotion on his face. For a moment, he looked as if he was possessed by his master.

The next day, after waking up, Qi Ningning came out of the room and did not see Luo Jinrong's person. She thought he was no longer in the inn, so she felt her flat stomach and went downstairs to find something to eat.

Unexpectedly, when she passed by the woodshed in the backyard, she seemed to hear Luo Jinrong's voice.

Taking a closer look, it was indeed him, and the guard Ling'an beside him was also there, and Ling'an was holding a man.

After listening to their conversation, Qi Ningning realized that they were investigating the death of King Anren.

After hearing such a big event at this moment, Qi Ningning, who was still hungry, didn't bother to look for food, and eavesdropped on their conversations at the crack of the door.

Through the crack of the door, she saw Ling'an draw out the long knife. When the blade was drawn out, the edge gleamed in the sunlight, making Qi Ningning blink.

The knife has not stopped since it stabbed down, every time it was stabbed in a different place, but it never stabbed at the heart.

The man caught by Ling'an had already been stuffed with a cloth in his mouth, and his body was curled into a ball from the sting, but there was no sound in his mouth, only sobbing and moaning.

The blood from the drawn knife splashed on Ling'an's face and clothes, and he barely blinked, like a Shura ghost.

Qi Ningning's eyes widened, just watching the man lose the ability to move in the extreme pain, and he didn't know if he was dead or just passed out.

And when the man passed out, his eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to squeeze his eyeballs out, those eyes were facing the door where Qi Ningning was standing, as if he was staring at Qi Ningning.

A chill came up from her spine and went straight to her brain. For a moment, she felt her brain buzzing, and gradually began to feel numb.

She almost petrified there, her feet were welded to the ground, and she couldn't even move.

Seeing that the person had stopped moving, Ling'an stopped, took out a brocade handkerchief from his bosom, wiped the long knife in his hand back and forth, and then put the knife back into its sheath.

Luo Jinrong's eyes moved slightly, and the blood on Ling'an's face was dotted, and some even gathered into a small trace, hanging on his cheek, "It's so dirty, wipe it clean before coming out."

Ling'an took off his coat, and then wiped the blood off his face with his shirt.

After Luo Jinrong finished speaking, he strode out without stopping.

When Qi Ningning heard the sound of footsteps, she made a gesture to run away, but unfortunately her legs and feet were not up to snuff, they were as soft as noodles, not to mention, while running, her left foot caught her right foot, and went directly to kiss the ground.

When Luo Jinrong opened the door, he saw this scene just in time, and hurried forward to help her, but it was still a step too late.

After the fall, Qi Ningning didn't care about the pain on his body, even scrambling to get up, he ran out without even patting the ashes on his body.

Luo Jinrong lowered his gaze, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into his arms.

When Qi Ningning got into his arms, she didn't dare to look into his eyes, her eyes wandered around, her body was full of resistance.

"Where are you going?"

She refused to look at herself, so he had no choice but to be stronger.

Luo Jinrong turned her head back from the side, displeasure was already written on his face.

"answer me."

The irresistible coercion came again, but whenever he thought of the scene just now, Qi Ningning was terrified.

Who is he?He is a man who kills without blinking an eye.

At this moment, the coldness in the other party's eyes was like snow in winter, no, it was colder than snow in winter, and the dangerous aura surrounded her, as if it would swallow her up in the next moment.

How could she not be afraid.

"I'm going back to my grandmother's house. I haven't seen you for a few days. They can't find me. They must be in a hurry..." She said almost mechanically.

Realizing that the little girl in his arms was in a wrong mood, he thought about what happened just now, and the little girl was here, so he must have seen the murder scene.

No wonder she was afraid, he was negligent, so he shouldn't be so eager to deal with him in the inn.

Luo Jinrong softened her voice: "Last night, I asked Ling'an to deliver a letter to the Zhao Mansion, saying that you are safe and well. Your grandmother already knows about your situation and won't be worried."

Even so, she has to go back.

"Are you obedient? Stay with me so that I can protect you better." The man was almost begging her.

Feeling confused is Qi Ningning's summary now.

"No, I want to go back to Zhao's Mansion." Qi Ningning pushed his hand away from him and took a few steps back.

(End of this chapter)