For a while, the entire dim dungeon was filled with Ning Buhui's fierce killing intent, looking at the prison door that was only a few steps away from him, Ling Xue, who could not exert his due strength in a small space, had to consider whether he should escape this catastrophe first and then make a calculation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What? Do you want to jailbreak? After Ning Buhui, who saw through Ling Xue's thoughts, failed to attack again, he smiled strangely.

After several battles, he knew that he was a big step behind Ling Xue in light skills, but at the moment, he couldn't help his opponent, but he really hoped that she could get out of this prison.

As long as she dares to take a step out of the dungeon and shouts loudly, this charge of colluding with Yan Zong and attempting to escape from prison will be completely confirmed.

Vile! Ling Xue angrily threw her eyes at Ning Buhui, who failed to attack. It wasn't until this moment that she had some belief that this person was the righteous son taught by Master Ning Jun. It's just that the righteous son is the righteous son after all, and he didn't learn the righteous and upright mind of Ning Junshi, but he learned this ability to figure out people's hearts, and he learned ten out of ten.

Everyone has a three-point temper, let alone Ling Xue, who never refuses to be aggrieved?

In the face of Ning Buhui's provocation, her eyes were cold, the move in her hand turned defense into an attack, and the silver needle that had already been prepared under her long sleeves stabbed Ning Buhui like a raindrop with the movement of her light arm.

Ning Buhui, who didn't expect Ling Xue to move his killing intent, flashed very embarrassed, just when he stabilized his body and secretly said that the poisonous needle that passed by to wipe his face was in danger, Ling Xue's long whip suddenly came, and the pitch-black whip body was like a hungry black snake, leaving a blood mark seven or eight inches long on his unprepared back.

The sudden sore spot and scarlet blood fiercely stimulated Ning Buhui, who looked up to himself very highly, his cold gaze was like a bony steel knife, and he couldn't wait for Ling Xue's heart to be slashed a few times. "Yan Beifei, you dare to hurt me!"

What about hurting you!? The long eyebrows in the sideburns were raised, Ling Xue didn't give the other party a chance to breathe at all, and the long whip in his hand followed the will of the master, flexibly and ruthlessly leaving an exclusive mark on his face that deceived everyone.

Compared with the skill value, Ling Xue, who is almost a step behind, is not Ning Buhui's opponent at all, and the reason why Ning Buhui is so embarrassed at the moment is mainly because of the weapon he chose. As a member of the Divine General's Mansion, the weapon he has been exposed to since he was a child is the world-famous spear of the Divine General's Mansion, and the spear that he has practiced for nearly 20 years has naturally become his weapon. But at this moment, in order to so-called cover people's eyes, he abandoned the weapon he had in hand and chose the most unfavorable dagger.

looked coldly at the short dagger in Ning Buhui's hand, which had not even exerted half of his strength. Ling Xue had to sigh, this Ning Buhui is really cautious and cautious, and he is also ...... Caution.

"Mansion Master, why are you here?"

Just when Ling Xue saw that Ning Buhui, who had already become a "bloody man", was almost taught a lesson by himself, and was about to send him back to the embrace of the system with a whip and become a new person, the dungeon guard deliberately raised his voice to stop Ling Xue from swinging half of the action in a timely manner.

The long whip that was still boiling with murderous intent a moment ago, as the words fell, immediately obediently returned to Ling Xue's waist, and quickly merged with the dark brocade ribbon around her waist.

"How is this...... Hui'er? Han Wenying, who appeared with a silent footstep, looked at the wide open prison door, the mess in the room and the "bloody man" who collapsed in the corner of the cell, and it took a long time to dare to confirm that person was his handsome nephew.

"Lord Han." Ling Xue, who was sitting on the stone bed, got up and gave a salute.

"Aunt Han." Ning Buhui, who was about to stand up, hurriedly put away the hideousness on his face, endured the hot pain in his back, and bowed down.

"What are you two doing here?" A sharp and suspicious gaze swept over the faces of the two of them pretending to be nothing, and Han Wenyingying's eyebrows were furrowed.

Facing Han Wenying's fierce questioning, Ning Buhui, who was accustomed to fear, couldn't help but shudder, and he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation for a while, so he chose to remain silent.

"I also hope that the lord of the Han Mansion will not blame him too much for the sake of Ning Gongzi saving people's hearts."

Seeing with his own eyes that the evil tiger who was still trying to devour his life a moment ago and was beaten by himself, instantly turned into a timid cat in front of Han Wenying, Ling Xue sighed at the rigor of Han Wenying's royal majesty, and at the same time learned someone's indifferent attitude and talked nonsense.

Saving people's hearts!? Don't blame him!? Ning Buhui, who felt that there was no bone in his body that was not in severe pain, only felt a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, and the urge to spurt out at any time.

"Does Yan Shinephew think that his old body has become old and dizzy to this point?" Watching the child who grew up being tortured like this, Han Wenying, who was protecting her short, didn't care about the facts, and her sharp gaze was as sharp as a knife towards Ling Xue.

With this sentence, how could Ling Xue not know this person's plan. She sneered and retorted without fear. "If the Lord of the Han Mansion wasn't dizzy, how could he not see who provoked today's incident?" Speaking of this, she glanced at Han Wenying, who was black-faced, with a sarcastic gaze, and continued. "Or in the eyes of the lord of the Han Mansion who represents the justice of the rivers and lakes, right and wrong are not so important, and the defects of inferior skills can also be made up for by bullying others?"

The embarrassment of being provoked flashed on his still heroic face, and Han Wenying, who had not been refuted so rudely for more than ten years, took a deep breath and laughed angrily. "It's such a powerful mouth, the old body just said one sentence, but Yan Shi's nephew has more than a dozen sentences waiting for the old body."

"No way." Ling Xue shrugged, "I just didn't defend too little, so I was thrown into this dungeon for no reason, and I didn't get justice." If you continue to be stupid at this time, you may be in the Corpse Wilderness. ”

"It's a matter of life, but all the people in the rivers and lakes who are a little bloody have to fight hard. Lord Han, you said yes, right? After that, she raised her head to look at the angry Han Wenying, and there was no trace of resentment and dissatisfaction in her clear and thorough eyes, as if she was not talking about the grievances pressed on her body at this time, but discussing the weather tomorrow morning.

Han Wenying, who was shocked by such a clear gaze, and thought that she was a little unkind to use the young man in front of her as a shield, her heart was slightly extinguished, she sighed, raised her hand, and motioned to the guards who followed behind to take the "bloody man" Ning Buhui to leave first.

"Aunt Han!" Seeing that Yan Beifei's clever words and sophistry actually made Han Wenying's murderous intent in anger soften and waver, Ning Buhui panicked, shook off the support of the guards, and stepped forward to try to make a final struggle.