This Master Zhao didn't rush to do anything to Ling Jiantong, but turned around and opened the lid of the teapot on the table, took out something from his arms, and hurriedly spilled it inside.

Ling Jiantong snorted coldly, this little trick can also deceive the ignorant little girls of this era, can she fool Ling Jiantong?

This Master Zhao also looks like a handful of old people, but he didn't expect it to be this disrespectful look for the old, looking at how she tossed him later.

Ling Jiantong saw that Master Zhao had turned around, and hurriedly pretended to be crying, and saw Master Zhao handing over a cup of tea, staring at him with big eyes, pitiful: "Master, you are ......"

When Master Zhao saw Ling Jiantong's delicate appearance, I really felt pity, the corners of his mouth were grinning to the roots of his ears, and he coaxed: "Cuilian, I have wronged you, my lady is not sensible, in fact, I just see that you are usually busy, I feel sorry for you, and I have no other meaning." ”

Ling Jiantong learned from the heroine in Qiong Yao's drama, frowned slightly, and showed a look of being greatly wronged: "Don't mean anything else?" Master, what do you mean by tying me up like this? ”

Master Zhao was stunned, immediately put the tea on the side, and then hurriedly untied the rope on Ling Jiantong's body, and untied it after three strokes and five divisions.

Ling Jiantong's numb hand was finally freed, but Master Zhao reached out with bad intentions, took the opportunity to hold Ling Jiantong's wrist that was a little blue, and said distressedly: "Those subordinates are really, Master Ben obviously said that he was invited to come over, how did he make Cuilian's hand look like this, does it hurt?" It won't hurt if you blow it, master. ”

said that it was blowing, and in the end, even his lips were attached to Ling Jiantong's wrist.

Ling Jiantong raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, this wrist is printed with Master Zhao's saliva, I go, it's really disgusting.

Seeing that Ling Jiantong was a little unhappy, Master Zhao laughed awkwardly twice, and then remembered the tea on the table, he brought it over, and said in a good voice: "Cuilian, you are tired after making such a long journey, let's drink some water to quench your thirst." ”

Ling Jiantong lowered his eyes and looked at the tea that was not the right color, God knows, how much medicine he put in it......

"Oops" Ling Jiantong covered his head with his hand, and lay on Master Zhao's shoulder, it doesn't matter if he lies down, half of Master Zhao's body is completely crispy.

"Cuilian, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Jiantong couldn't help but smile when she heard Master Zhao's voice change, and then said coquettishly: "Master, I'm dizzy, can you help me rub it?" ”

As soon as he heard the word "rubbing", Master Zhao suddenly became overjoyed, Cuilian's body had been thinking about him for a long time, but Cuilian had always refused indirectly, and he didn't know what was wrong today, obviously he hadn't drunk this medicine yet, why did he let him touch it?

Master Zhao straightened up, his hands trembled and he didn't know where to put it, who knew that Ling Jian Tong took the initiative, and took Master Zhao's hand and put it on his shoulder with a flattering smile: "Master, Cuilian has admired Master Zhao for a long time, I don't know if Cuilian has the honor to ...... today"

"Yes, yes."

Before Ling Jiantong finished speaking, Master Zhao suddenly became furious, and before he had time to take off his clothes, he pressed Ling Jiantong on the bed.

This monkey is acute, and I really can't tell that he is an old man who is about to be fifty years old.

Ling Jiantong rolled her eyes, this play is almost over, and the numbness of his hands and feet has passed, it's time to clean up this old pervert!

"Ouch!" Master Zhao screamed in pain, and was directly kicked to the ground by the people under him!

Ling Jiantong's kick was aimed at the man's life, looking at Old Man Zhao's painful face and rolling on the ground, it was really funny and ridiculous.

"You, you!" Master Zhao stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at the condescending Ling Jiantong, unable to say a word for a long time.

Ling Jiantong snorted coldly, pressed one foot on Master Zhao's chest, and tore off the skin on his face that belonged to Cuilian with one hand, revealing his true face.

Only then did Master Zhao know that he had been fooled: "It turns out that you are not Cuilian!" ”

Ling Jiantong played with the human skin mask in her hand, and almost fell on Master Zhao's face, she was trapped in the palace by Situ Qianchen for half a year, Ling Zhishuang's death, Mu Jinghong's departure, she was really fed up, and today with this old pervert, she simply vented all this aggrieved anger.

"It's not that I'm talking about you, you said that you're old, and you're embarrassed to tease your granddaughter's little girl, you're not ashamed, I'm sorry for you."

Master Zhao was a little relieved, he thought that he was a man, couldn't he get a woman?

But in fact, Ling Jiantong's strength was indeed much greater than his.

Master Zhao is also a person who knows the times, in order to save his life, he can only lower his posture and begin to beg for mercy: "That woman, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never dare in the future, the woman raised her noble hand, just let me go." ”

"Do you think that if you say a few kind words, I will really be soft-hearted?"

Ling Jiantong increased the force under his feet, how could Master Zhao bear this: "The heroine spares her life, she really spares her life, I can give you as much money as you want, as long as you are willing to let me go, I can give you anything." ”

Ling Jiantong leaned down, put one hand on his lap, looked at him, and said word by word: "If I say, I don't want anything, I want your life, do you give it or not?" ”

"This ......" Master Zhao was so frightened that there was no blood on his face, and he couldn't even finish his words, so he could only shout for mercy.

Ling Jiantong didn't want to kill anyone, but keeping this Master Zhao, I'm afraid that Cuilian and Aunt Wang would not have a good time in the future, so it was better to get rid of this scourge for Tianxingdao today.

Ling Jiantong picked up Master Zhao, tied Master Zhao to the pillar with the rope on the ground, took out the dagger on his waist, and gestured up and down with Master Zhao, thinking about where to start the knife?

"Woman, I have no grudge against you, just let me go, I really won't do it again."

Ling Jiantong ignored him at all, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the teacup on the table, and he suddenly took it into account.

Hmph, I want to use this medicine to do this kind of indiscriminate thing, and now let him taste it himself, which can be regarded as a report and a report.

No, the teacups seem to be a little missing.

Ling Jiantong picked up the teapot, grabbed Master Zhao's mouth, and poured all the tea in the teapot into Master Zhao.

The teapot fell to the ground, and Master Zhao's face was slightly red, as if he was drunk.

The medicine in this teapot is enough for Master Zhao to be uncomfortable for a while.

Ling Jiantong wiped the tea on his hands, and then looked at Master Zhao with satisfaction like an earthworm, always rubbing the pillar behind him, like a sex worker in the red light district who was dancing pole dancing and scratching his head.

Old Master Zhao's body was as if he had been burned by fire, and Ling Jiantong stared at him with satisfaction: "This time, I will let you remember, if there is a next time...... No, if you drink this pot of medicine, will you still live until next time? ”

Ling Jiantong showed a very regretful expression, thinking that the hour was not too early, and he had to leave Hongcheng quickly.

Ling Jiantong made another human skin mask, and after putting it on, he looked at Master Zhao again, only to see that her eyes were round, her face was red, and she was paralyzed motionless on the pillar.

Ling Jiantong waved his hand in front of him, motionless.

I probed the pulse, but there was no movement.

Ling Jiantong pursed his lips, how fierce this medicine is, but he can't blame others, it's completely this old man, who is self-inflicted.

Ling Jiantong sighed, pushed the door and walked out.

The sun is just right today, but I don't know why, when Ling Jiantong looked up at the sun, he seemed to see a touch of blood floating in the sky, Ling Jiantong blinked his eyes hard, and when he looked again, it was blue and white again, and it was just because he didn't sleep well last night and had hallucinations.

If you want to leave Hongcheng, you have to say goodbye to Aunt Wang and Cuilian.

Ling Jiantong thought about it, and walked back from a remote place all the way, but on the way back, Ling Jiantong inevitably saw a crowd of people who hurriedly left with their burdens.

Ling Jiantong began to think that there was something urgent to get out of the city, but the more she walked to the lively place, the more Ling Jiantong realized that something was wrong, the morning market was good a few hours ago, how could it be a mess now?

Officers and soldiers in armor are arresting people everywhere in the city, no, it doesn't seem to be arresting people, but killing people!

Not only the morning market, but also the village.

Ling Jiantong's heart sank, and she hurriedly ran to Aunt Wang's residence, and just when she arrived, she saw Aunt Wang and Cuilian being escorted forward by a group of unknown officers and soldiers and the remaining women and children in the village.

This...... What's going on?

Before Ling Jiantong could react to what was going on, he was targeted by the officers and soldiers, and was escorted by the officers and soldiers without waiting for the soles of his feet to be oiled.

Ling Jiantong struggled, and inadvertently saw the clothes worn by the officers and soldiers, the emblems on the cuffs, etc., isn't that ...... Is it the pattern that Situ Jun should have?

Could it be that they are not the officers and soldiers of the Dixuan Kingdom at all, but the subordinates of Situ Qianchen......

That......

Ling Jiantong's heart sank, this Hongcheng is the city of the Dixuan Kingdom, Situ Qianchen dared to bring the Situ Army of the Tianyuan Kingdom here to carry out a large-scale massacre, is he trying to provoke disputes between the two countries?

The smell of blood was strong, and the cries, screams, and begs for mercy were incessant.

This battle lasted from morning to evening, and Hongcheng seemed to have become a dead city.

Ling Jiantong sat with the remaining women and children in Hongcheng, surrounded by soldiers, and for a day, Ling Jiantong had not seen Situ Qianchen's face.

is blocked here, and if you want to escape, you can't escape.

The city gate of Hongcheng was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside Situ Army, Ling Jiantong knew that Situ Qianchen was angry, once he was angry, he liked to kill people, as if killing people could solve everything.

Ling Jiantong buried her head between her arms, she suddenly felt that she was wrong, maybe she shouldn't have fled to Dixuan Kingdom, she thought that Situ Qianchen would not act recklessly, but in the end, she underestimated him.