Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Let's go."

Withdrawing his gaze from looking at him, Ling Jingxuan turned around resolutely, and had no intention of answering him at all. The purpose of his coming here today is to choose his subordinates, not to appreciate evildoers. Some people, born to be kings, will never submit to others, such as He himself, for example, that evildoer is neither the person he wants, nor is he in the mood to talk to him.

"Eh?" The monster's phoenix eyes leaning against the prison door flickered, and he became more interested, that's it? This little guy is really more interesting than he imagined.

Before passing him, Yan Chengrui glanced at him thoughtfully. For some reason, he always felt as if he had heard of such a number one person somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while. It's not that Ling Jingxuan didn't notice his abnormality. But did not ask, some things are actually obvious, the result is the same whether you ask or not.

With the first two duels, the selection of candidates will be much smoother. These felony criminals usually know how much each other weighs. Even Li Ruhong and Qin Muyan are not his opponents, so they naturally It is impossible to beat him, but everyone who was named by Ling Jingxuan basically accepted his invitation and surrendered to him. Occasionally, there would be one or two who were not convinced, but Ling Jingxuan directly beat him without temper. Obediently followed him, that evildoer, followed them all the way.

"Is this the end?" At the end of the cell, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows and looked at Yan Shengrui. The sky prison in the capital is not very powerful, it's just a cell. If it wasn't for those special chains, it wouldn't be able to lock these savages at all.

"What do you think of as a cell? Most of the serious criminals mentioned have been executed after the autumn. Eighteen people are almost enough, right?"

Curling his fingers and flicking his forehead in a funny way, Yan Shengrui said dotingly, those who were left behind were mostly leftover criminals, some were ignored, some were imprisoned for life, and some were useful to some people , but they are temporarily thrown here because they cannot be tamed, and some people even have identity backgrounds, but they are just imprisoned here for some reason.

"Well, it's almost done."

Looking past him to see the men who followed behind, almost all exuding wild animal breath, Ling Jingxuan nodded, his eyes swept to the evildoer who was always following behind, and his sword eyebrows frowned indistinctly: "Are you going to keep going? follow?"

The voice came through the air, although it was not loud, but he believed that with a man's kung fu, he would definitely be able to hear it.

"I have that plan."

If there is no nod, the man's mouth is full of smiles, and he walks towards him step by step. The prisoners in the middle move away unconsciously. They are obviously wearing prison uniforms, giving people the feeling that the king is in the world. It was very strange, when he was about to reach them, Yan Shengrui blocked Ling Jingxuan's body without expression, he always felt that that man was very dangerous.

"I want to move him, he is already a corpse."

Glancing at him lightly, the man calmly told the truth, so far, no one who has been targeted by him has been able to escape.

"You can try."

Standing forward domineeringly, Yan Shengrui, who was half a head taller than him, lowered his eyes and looked at him mockingly. Perhaps this man seemed dangerous, but it was not enough to make him afraid. He who stood at the top all the year round, how could he ever be afraid? anyone?

"I'm not interested in you, a god of killing. Don't you feel tired of fighting?"

He was the one who provoked him first, but the man took it for granted, and his charming phoenix eyes passed him to look at Ling Jingxuan: "Little guy, take me in."

ha? Everyone present couldn't help wondering if they had heard it wrong. How can someone who asks for shelter be more awesome than the master? What's more, his every move and gesture gave people a dangerous feeling, but anyone who wasn't a fool would absolutely not agree to him.

"Tell me why I must take you in."

Pulling Yan Shengrui, who was obviously impatient, Ling Jingxuan took a step forward, and looked at him with the same alluring Danfengyan eyes. At the beginning, he said that they were of the same kind, and that was indeed the case, but there is a saying called "What is it?" ? One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, or same-sex repel each other? The sex here is not their gender, but their character, so why does he think that he will definitely agree to take him in? "I can help you kill anyone you want."

Killing people is as casual as eating, but Ling Jingxuan smiled: "They can do it too, I don't think it's your advantage."

"Some people, they can't kill, and it's not convenient for you."

Squinting his eyes slightly, the man has no intention of giving up at all, and there is still absolute confidence in his brows.

"For me, there has never been a saying that it is inconvenient, only if I think about it or not, if we disagree, we will not conspire with each other, so leave!"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Ling Jingxuan made a gesture and wanted to leave. The man shot, but Yan Shengrui moved faster than him, and grabbed the right hand that was attacking Ling Jingxuan's face. With a burst of anger, he suddenly shook his hand away, his slender and flexible body whirled lightly, and his eagle-claw-shaped right hand grabbed Ling Jingxuan again, followed by the sound of breaking through the air, and Yan Chengrui's fist filled with zhenqi slammed into him, forcing He had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and no one noticed in this short gap, Ling Jingxuan waved his cloud sleeve, and a colorless and odorless powder floated out.

"poison?"

However, the man's strength is not just pretending, almost instantly, he noticed something strange, with a light wave of his right hand, his body retreated rapidly, Ling Jingxuan casually threw a small porcelain bottle to the subordinates who were accidentally injured: "One person One."

"Yes"

Li Ruhong, whose body had gradually become limp, was horrified and at the same time steadily used the porcelain bottle

, The moment the pill was thrown into his mouth, all the strength in his body returned. Seeing that everyone else was looking at him expectantly, Li Ruhong didn't have time to be surprised. Similarly, everyone who was accidentally injured quickly returned to normal.

"Now, I only need a small silver needle to take your life."

Walked with Yan Shengrui to the man who, although he had avoided most of the poisonous fans, was still unavoidable. His body gradually weakened, but his momentum was still undiminished. Ling Jingxuan had an evil smile on his face. It's just because he didn't have any murderous intent when he attacked just now. In other words, he was just teasing him. He wasn't bloodthirsty enough to kill people. Of course, if he continued to pester him, he wouldn't Guarantee that the next time the poison will just make his body weak.

"Hehe...you won't! Little guy, as I said, we are the same kind, you won't kill me, at least not now."

Even though he was at a disadvantage, the man was still full of confidence, but his poison made the interest in his eyes even stronger.

"Tell me why you must follow me."

To kill or not to kill is just a thought to him.

"No reason, you are very interesting, and your manly appearance is also very interesting. I have been in the dungeon enough, it's time for a change of environment."

The man said it calmly, as if it was really what he said, maybe there is some truth in it, but Yan Chengrui and Ling Jingxuan just don't believe anyone, it can be seen from the fact that he said that Yan Chengrui is a murderer It turns out that he knows his identity. A monster who looks both good and evil, knowing that they are members of the royal family, but still following them, is it unusual? "your name."

Unexpectedly, Ling Jingxuan didn't expose him, he seemed to be letting go, Yan Shengrui frowned unbelievably, turned to look at his side face, after all, he still didn't say anything, no matter what his wife did , He unconditionally indulged to the end, this is his love for him.

"Wuyang, Xue Wuyang!" Not only does the man look monstrous, but even his name? ? Well, Ling Jingxuan was unable to complain anymore.

"If you can catch up with us before I return home, I will take you in temporarily."

When he led the people away, Ling Jingxuan only left such a meaningful sentence. After everyone passed him one after another, Xue Wuyang smiled evilly, and slowly gathered the fingers of his hands hanging by his side, his forehead was strangely covered with sweat , the fingers seemed to be rigid, and there was no way to clenched them smoothly until? ?

"what!"

"bump"

About a quarter of an hour later, there was a loud noise in the depths of the dungeon, and the buildings around Xue Wuyang were basically destroyed. His hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and a wicked smile appeared on his sweaty face. In a second, the slender figure disappeared in place like a ghost, and the prisoners in the nearby cell could not recover for a long time. Xue Wuyang deserved to be a famous big devil.

"The Holy Lord of the Ghost Palace of the Western Kingdom."

When he walked out of the sky prison and saw Yan Yi and Yan Si standing in front of several carriages, Yan Shengrui finally remembered where he had heard the name Xue Wuyang. Xue Wuyang is undoubtedly one of the representative figures of the Jianghu in the Western Kingdom, where people who use fists and kicks and who don't like the government's restraint gather. When he wiped out the Jianghu organization that Yan Yi and the others belonged to, he heard about the Holy King of the Ghost Palace of the Western Kingdom there. The name of Xue Wuyang, it is said that the Ghost Palace of the Western Kingdom is undoubtedly another dynasty hidden in the dark. To use a simple analogy, the royal family of the Western Kingdom is the light, and the Ghost Palace is the shadow. Xue Wuyang, the sage of the Ghost Palace, is another dynasty. A formal Western emperor.