Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

Although they have had contact with these refugees, they may not have been infected with the plague.

But we must not abandon ourselves. If we think it doesn't matter anyway, we will make extensive contact with these refugees regardless.

Luo Yunran estimated the distance and felt that those people could almost see themselves, so he didn't come any closer and looked at deputy general Fang with a "please be at ease" look, "I'm standing here and won't go any further."

The refugees in the net laughed at once, "ha ha ha ha! What are you afraid of when they say that there is a way to cure the plague? It's clear that they want to deceive us!"

Luo Yunran raised her eyebrows and asked, "what do I want to deceive you? What secret do you have that I should deceive?"

The man in the net was surprised and quickly closed his mouth.

Luo Yunran chuckled, "with your brain, you are still sent to do such an important task. Is there no one in the imperial court now?"

The man in the net bit his mouth tighter and stared at Luo Yunran angrily.

Luo Yunran didn't feel the slightest threat at all, and openly invited the refugees, "tell me everything you know, and I'll cure your plague. Will you do this deal?"

"I don't know what you're talking about! We were forced to wander here because our hometown was in trouble! Since you met the army of cangyun country, you should have helped us! If you didn't help us, you couldn't bind us like this now! Let us go!"

"Let us go!"

"Let us go!"

"Let us go!"

Before the refugees in the net, they were still sweeping the snow in front of their own doors. Because of one word, they suddenly became united.

"It's impossible to let you go." Luo Yunran directly covered their voice, paused and looked at them. "Besides, you're like this now. Even if you let go, you're dead. What's the meaning?"

The refugees stared at Luo Yunran with resentment, and their eyes were about to burst out fire.

"It's a lie for you to set up troops in the name of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty! You're dignified!"

Luo Yun ran applauded, "I really can't underestimate you refugees. You're so eloquent. Why, have you read a book?"

When the refugee asked choked, his face was ugly because he was ill, which would make him even more ashamed and angry.

Luo Yunran didn't intend to let him go. "You are the clearest speaker here, so you can answer my question. I won't talk to you about the great truth of justice. I just say that your life is in my hand now. As long as I like, I can let you live, as long as you cooperate obediently, say everything and say everything."

"Ha ha! Hold it in your hand?" the refugee disdained. "Why didn't I see it? You've all contacted us today. We're grasshoppers on a ship. We're dead. You don't want to live! You can't live in the imperial capital! You're unkind!"

Luo Yunran took out his ears and directly impatiently interrupted him, "they all said not to tell me the great truth of justice. I don't know who is used to the stinking problems of scholars."

She drew out a dagger with a Shua.

The refugee was startled, "what are you doing!"

Luo Yunran blew a breath at the blade and sent out a burst of metal buzzing. He joked, "Yo, I'm still afraid of death?"

The refugee choked.

Even if they have been infected with the plague, there is no doubt that they will die, but as long as they are individuals, they will have an instinctive fear of death.

Who doesn't want to live more?

But thinking of their mission this time, he stubbornly lowered his head and didn't look at Luo Yun again.

With a clang, the dagger was thrown in front of him.

The refugee was stunned.

Listen to Luo Yunran's voice, "it's up to you. Since you don't want to cooperate, I'm not forced, but I'm too lazy to do it myself. It's troublesome to splash blood."

The refugee grabbed a dagger from the ground and his eyes were crazy.

Luo Yunran added another sentence lightly, "but if you want to use this dagger to cut the net on your body, it's OK. The net uses wujinsi and the knife can't be cut."

The heat in the eyes of the refugee was completely watered by a basin of cold water. He gritted his teeth and tirelessly rubbed the net rope with a dagger.

But even Mars was grinded out by him, the net rope was still intact, and even a small hole could not be seen.

Luo Yunran sighed piteously, as if looking at the dying trapped beast, "they all said that the knife can't cut continuously. Why don't you listen?"

The refugee thrust the dagger into the mud!

"Alas? You would rather die than cooperate? This dagger is used to kill yourself. What are you doing in the mud?" Luo Yunran disagreed, turned and left.

"Where are you going!" the refugee suddenly noticed something and shouted.

Luo Yun Ran's head didn't return. "Since you don't want to die, I have to find someone else. You guys are dishonest. I want to make an example. Someone must be the chicken."

The refugee saw her stride towards the child they had robbed.

The child was already out of his mind. He was completely unaware of the surrounding situation. He just lay there motionless and had no resistance at all.

The refugee went crazy in an instant. "Stop! You kind of rushed at us! It's a hero to attack a child!"

The rest of the refugees did not respond, but when the child's mother heard this, she seemed to suddenly return to her soul, crying and howling, struggling desperately to get out of the net.

But the net rope scraped the meat off her hand, and she couldn't run out of it even a little.

"Stop! Stop! What do you want to know? You say! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

Luo Yunran, who had squatted beside the child, made a move and slowly turned his head, "ensure that you keep your word?"

The refugee shouted, "count it! Don't hurt the child!"

Luo Yunran thinks about it, but the other refugees in the net over there stare at the refugee who says he wants to agree to Luo Yunran's requirements. Each one seems to want to eat the man.

The man pursed his dry lips, just nodded to the people around him, "this is my own business, and I will never trouble you."

The terrible sight slowly withdrew.

Luo Yunran has a panoramic view of all this, and she already has some spectrum in her heart.

She raised her voice and questioned the refugee, "then tell me, who asked you to come here to frame the army? Is there anyone else besides you? What was your original battle plan?"

The man coughed twice repressively and his face was stubborn. "No one! We are refugees. We are reduced to this because we can't live. There is no battle plan! I can't understand a word you said!"