Chapter 321: Questioning in person

"All....... Are they all dead........"

A flash of sadness flashed in the corners of Qin Wulin's eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Speaking of which, they are also uncles who usually take care of me, and I remember that before the conference, they even greeted me and asked me not to attend in person...... It's really ......." Qin Wulin bit his lower lip tightly, the expression on his face was tense, one arm was slightly raised, and he covered his eyes with his palm.

"Miss, don't be more sad, the three of them are not only for Miss, but also for Xuanji City, for the name of Xuanji King, although they can no longer witness the scene of Miss winning from the conference, but dying in the battle with the walking corpse, that is the competent duty of a soldier, it can be said that he died a well-deserved death. ā€

Looking at Qin Wulin, whose waist was trembling slightly, Fang Tianming still had a faint smile on his face, and whispered to the city lord lady who served him.

"Hmm...... I'm fine, it's just that I'm a little panicked in my heart, but what you said makes me feel better, let's go to the lounge prepared by Luo Pingchuan for a while, I also want to know what happened to a few of you in the Xuanmu Forest. Qin Wulin covered his face and let out a long breath before he finally recovered from the gradually subsident tremor and hung on his face with a calm expression again.

It's just that the unnatural twitching at the edge of the corner of her mouth still exposes the pain in Qin Wulin's heart.

"To be able to accompany the young lady, the subordinates are naturally happy. ā€

Leaning over and saluting, Fang Tianming bowed his head to Qin Wulin, expressing complete respect.

"Haha, isn't Miss Qin very happy, it feels really good to be able to meet her old acquaintances, isn't it?

With a long laugh, Luo Pingchuan stretched out his arms, stepped on the steel ladder first, and motioned to Xie Ning and the other participants who had followed Qin Wulin for a while, and walked into the "slaughterhouse" together.

Seeing that Qin Wulin also nodded towards him, Xie Ning didn't have any other thoughts, grabbed his hair, and prepared to follow Qin Wulin into the stairs.

Even Fia, who had a gray and dead face, pressed the little top hat she was wearing to hide her expression, and led Wei, Kazakh and Rice to walk forward without saying a word.

Then just as he wanted to take a step, Xie Ning noticed that his arm was tight, as if some small animal was struggling to drag him.

"Well, it's exactly what I thought. But it's okay, I'm curious again. Glancing out of the corner of his eye, in Xie Ning's divergent line of sight towards the side, it was Tang Kechao, who was wearing an eye patch, holding his breath and dragging his arm hard.

Of course, compared to Xie Ning, who had the soul power of a heart-level corpse and had multiple evolutions and replacements in her limbs, although Tang Kechao's little face had already turned red with bated breath, according to her strength, she could not shake Xie Ning at all.

If it weren't for Shainin's intention, he was afraid that the girl with the blindfold would be pulled out directly by his waving arm.

"Lord Shain...... Lord Shainin, please wait a minute, I'll ....... I have something to say, I have to ask it!"

"Ah, that's fine, I actually noticed it just now, but in the end, it's better to have to deal with things related to yourself yourself. ā€

With a slight bow, Xie Ning let go of his arms, signaling that his face was already flushed, and Tang Kechao, who looked nervous, made his own choice.

"Hmm...... Yes, Lord Shainin!"

Shaking his head vigorously to express his gratitude, Tang Ke took a big step forward, and with all his strength, shouted forward: "Luo Pingchuan! Stop......! Do you still want to play stupid?!"

ā€œ......ā€

In his ears, Tang Kechao shouted with all his strength, and everyone who was originally moving their steps forward suddenly stopped their advancing figures.

Including Qin Wulin and others, many of the participants who walked in front and had not yet entered the "slaughterhouse" couldn't help but be interested when they heard this shout, and looked back at the ground.

"Presumptuous! Where did you have the guts, not only to call your full name, but also to dare to be rude to the young master!"

The moment everyone's attention shifted, one of the subordinates who followed Luo Pingchuan, Luo Zhengliang, a man in blue, spewed out a large amount of steam with a flick of his wrist, and with a sharp turn, he came to Tang Kechao.

In the confused mist rippling in the wind, on the side of Luo Zhengliang's clenched wrist, the spiraling blue horns were wrapped around it, as if forming a blue fist with a hard cuticle.

And the raised spiky horns in his hand exuded a cold glow comparable to a sharp blade, and he was only the slightest distance away from kissing Tang Kechao's white neck.

"You...... What do you want to do because of my movements?!" Luo Zhengliang's face suddenly darkened.

His horned arms that thrust forward did not stop consciously and spontaneously, they were still a fraction of a distance from the neck of the girl in front of him, all because something was holding him back.

Xie Ning's blue arm, which had been replaced with a corpse limb, was tightly gripping Luo Zhengliang's wrist, completely ignoring the large number of horn spikes attached to the surface, and forcibly restraining its forward trend.

"A little woman in the family is still talking, isn't it okay for you to interrupt him so impulsively?" Grabbing Luo Zhengliang's horn wrist, Xie Ning smiled slightly, "And I'm also thinking about your Young Master Luo, don't let the other participants feel that if they say something unkind, they will be directly killed by his subordinates." ā€

"You guy, you seem to be the one who made me and my brother lose face at the gate of the arena...... An Oriental called Xie Ning, let me go!" Luo Zhengliang's face was dark, and while he was spitting out heavy words, the strength of his wrist was gradually deepening moment by moment, trying his best to get out of Xie Ning's control.

"It's okay, Luo Zhengliang, and this ...... Oh yes, it's called Shainin, please let it go first. After the two staggered like lightning, Luo Pingchuan slowly turned around and asked with a smile.

"Of course, I didn't care, I just saw that he was about to kill people when he suddenly broke out, and it was a little frightening, so I made a reaction. Xie Ning sighed, didn't make much movement, and immediately let go of his palm.

As soon as the "bastard ......." arm was released, Luo Zhengliang immediately took several steps back as if he was electrocuted, leaned over and gathered momentum, and was about to rush out again.

"Masaara, step aside!"

"Uh...... Yes, young master. ā€

Luo Pingchuan's loud shout instantly penetrated in his ears, and Luo Zhengliang finally nodded unwillingly, and stood up straight behind his young master.

Glancing at the subordinates standing beside him, Luo Pingchuan sighed lightly and said slowly: "That's it for the time being...... So, this young lady, I didn't hear it clearly, may I ask you, what were you talking about just now?"