Night, quietly coming.

In Ling Yao's small courtyard, Lu Fan and Han Feng quietly looked at the man in front of them and slowly asked some questions.

This man is the chief killer of the Red Clothed Gate.

Named, XIII.

When he first heard this name, Lu Fan thought that the other party was deliberately deceiving him.

But when Senior Brother Han Feng crushed one of his arms and he still couldn't say any other name, Lu Fan believed that he was called this name.

This person speaks very little, is unusually simple, and feels very jerky when he speaks, as if he is dumb and speaks.

His eyes are hollow, and he is described as emaciated, even if his whole body is full of arrows, his hands and feet are broken, and his bones are broken. He didn't say a word.

"Thirteen, I'll ask again. Who is your master, and who have you been instructed to come and kill me? ”

Thirteen slowly spat out two words.

"I don't know!"

After saying that, he stopped talking at all.

Senior Brother Han Feng couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up and said, "Senior Brother Lu Fan, let me kill him." You can't beat a fart with three sticks. It's useless to talk nonsense with him. You don't find that he doesn't speak more than three words. Trick us on purpose!"

Senior Brother Han Feng directly pulled out his sword, ready to finish him off with one sword.

Seeing Senior Brother Han Feng draw his sword, Thirteen suddenly showed a relieved expression.

His whole person seemed to relax, Lu Fan keenly saw this scene, raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute, Senior Brother Han Feng." Don't worry, let me ask again. ”

Senior Brother Han Feng looked left and right, and reluctantly put down his sword.

"Well, you ask. I'll go to bed first. After a day of fighting, I was tired to death. Senior Sister Lingyao, you don't have a problem with me sleeping in your bed. ”

Ling Yao bit her lip and said, "Don't touch my things." ”

Han Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, you won't move." Even if it breaks, I'll pay to buy you a new one. ”

Ling Yao's eyes lit up and said, "Then you can move casually." ”

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and went to sleep.

Lu Fan stared at the thirteen in front of him, crossed his hands and fingers, and said, "You don't seem to like talking." ”

Thirteen nodded slightly, silent.

Lu Fan said: "Okay, from now on." I ask, you answer. Not really, you just have to answer yes and no, and that's it. Don't try to lie to me, I'm so observant that I can even see your beating meridians through your skin. Got it?"

Lu Fan's words are not bluffing. With his current six senses, he was indeed extremely sensitive to the surrounding one, and he could really see even a little bit of unusual appearance clearly.

"First of all, who sent you. Do you know this person? ”

Lu Fan asked the first question.

"The master of the door. ”

"Who is your master?"

"I don't know. ”

"You haven't seen him?"

"Yes. ”

"So how did he give you the task. ”

Speaking of this, Thirteen looked at his right arm and stopped talking.

Lu Fan stepped forward and ripped off the clothes on Thirteen's right arm, and immediately Lu Fan saw a small black snake writhing on his arm. Looking up, there is more than one of these little black snakes, as if his body has become a place for these little snakes to play and play, a group of small snakes swim happily in it, and then it even faintly forms a soul word. Makes Thirteen's arm look so weird.

Lu Fan simply ripped off all the clothes on the upper half of the thirteen bodies. What was revealed was a small snake flowing all over its body.

There are dozens or hundreds of small snakes that come from one foot to the field, and they look extremely disgusting.

Ling Yao stepped forward to take a look and said, "Soul Control Method, this is Demon Cultivation." Lu Fan, he was accused in this way. He's just a physical puppet. ”

Lu Fan furrowed his brows, he didn't expect this to be the case.

Inside the ring, the sign of the Dao Heart Demon Sect began to beat.

Obviously, the demonic energy on Thirteen's body is also very heavy, and it is not an ordinary means.

"Are you being accused of being sued, and you have to do it as a last resort?"

Lu Fan asked.

Thirteen replied, "Yes." ”

Lu Fan remembered the scene in the dungeon that day, when those warriors couldn't beat them, and they had to fight to the death. Even after being nailed to the ground by Han Feng, a martial artist who still struggled.

Lu Fan then asked, "The others are too?"

Thirteen replied, "Yes." ”

Lu Fan sighed in his heart and looked at Thirteen: "It turns out that you are just a poor person." A dead soldier who has been groomed, or a tool. ”

Thirteen didn't say a word, looking at Lu Fan with empty eyes.

There is no love in his eyes, and he does not seek to live or die.

Lu Fan looked at the little snake and various scars on his body, and thought quietly.

The best way is to kill him directly, and it's a hundred. But Lu Fan felt that he couldn't do this.

If he didn't know that the thirteen in front of him were just a poor man, he might have slapped him to death. But now, Lu Fan has no such thoughts.

Turning his head, Lu Fan said to Ling Yao: "Ling Yao, what do you think?"

Ling Yao bit her lip and said, "He looks quite pitiful." And, when he caught me, he didn't seem to do anything. Several other bastards, including that Song Zhong, all wanted to scare me. But he stood in the corner and didn't speak. ”

Lu Fan probably understood what Ling Yao meant.

After a long time, Lu Fan said: "Xiao Hei, lock him up with that old guy." Waste his hands and feet, and throw him into the wood-room. ”

After speaking, Lu Fan glanced at Thirteen and added, "Dead or alive." It's up to you. If there's anything else you'd like to tell me, please do your best. Your master, I'll find out whose it is. ”

Thirteen lowered his head, but still didn't speak.

Xiao Hei jumped off Lu Fan's shoulder, dragged Thirteen away, and threw it directly into the small firewood room.

Last night, Xiao Hei smiled flatteringly at Lu Fan and touched his round belly.

Lu Fan smiled: "If you're hungry, get your own food." ”

Xiao Hei looked left and right, and ran directly into the small kitchen of Ling Yao's house.

Speaking of eating, Ling Yao seemed to suddenly remember something, and dragged Lu Fan out and said, "Lu Fan, you come with me." ”

Lu Fan didn't understand what Ling Yao was going to do, but he still followed Ling Yao.

Out of the house, Ling Yao rushed into a dilapidated house next door.

If the place where Ling Yao lives is already considered a slum, then here, even if it is a few more logs than the streets of Liulang.

"Mother-in-law, I'm back. ”

Ling Yao shouted softly and came to the bedside.

Lu Fan glanced at it and saw an old woman lying on the bed and slowly opened her eyes.

"Lingyao, you're back. ”

There were tears falling from the corners of the old woman's eyes, and Lu Fan stood next to her and watched quietly.

Ling Yao hurriedly took out a few pills for the old woman to eat, and then turned her head and said, "Lu Fan, this is the mother-in-law who brought me up." My last loved one. ”

Lu Fan smiled and nodded, stepped forward and called, "Mother-in-law." ”

The old woman nodded with a smile, and at this time, Lu Fan suddenly saw the old woman's slightly blackened right hand.

When he landed, Lu Fan tightened his brows.

This kind of black made him suddenly sound his master's palm.