Legacy in the Castle (25)
Xia Lingge looked at him quietly: "Do you think I will tell you?" β
Luo Yan sneered when he heard this: "Of course I didn't expect you to be obedient so easily, it's just ......"
He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, the roar of the yellow-haired and brown-striped tiger became even more ferocious, the sharp beast pupils became bloodthirsty, and the speed at which it pounced on Si Cheng was amazingly faster.
"Uh......!"
Si Cheng dodged carelessly and was pounced on the ground by the tiger.
"If you don't want your friends to be the meat of a tiger, you'd better know what to say." Luo Yan raised his chin slightly, revealing arrogance.
Si Cheng was bullied by the tiger and couldn't hold on, Xia Lingge turned her eyes back and fell on Luo Yan, she lowered her eyes slightly and approached Luo Yan silently, silently without the slightest danger. Luo Yan also indulged her approach, and the girl at this time was like a stubborn and helpless young beast in his eyes.
Eventually, the distance between them was less than ten centimeters.
"What's the secret of getting so close?" Luo Yan looked at her with a deep expression, his posture arrogant and high, as if everything was under control.
"Your wedding."
Xia Lingge raised her head and met his eyes directly: "It's just a farce, Liu Shiyi already knows your purpose, even if she doesn't die, you won't get what you want." β
Luo Yan's smile froze instantly, "What did you say?" β
"And the matter between you and Bai Weiwei." Xia Lingge continued, "When you were in the back garden of the castle, Liu Shiyi and I were watching from the open-air balcony not far away, and she said, she doesn't really care what you do, she just wants to satisfy her competitiveness. β
Luo Yan's face became even more ugly.
"So you see."
Xia Lingge shrugged his shoulders: "You have never lost anything, because you have gained nothing." β
"Shut up!" The anger in Luo Yan's eyes seemed to be about to spew flames, "You fucking little slut, I'm going to make ......!" β
'Poof-'
The sharp blade didn't hurt much when it pierced into the skin, but as the bright blood slowly flowed out, Luo Yan's face became more and more painful and twisted, and his round eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at the bland girl.
"Didn't anyone tell you not to say so many frivolous things before killing someone?" The dagger held by Xia Lingge turned slightly, the blade sank into the flesh, and with the change of strength, more blood flowed out of Luo Yan's neck.
He knelt in front of her with his knees paralyzed, and couldn't help but spit out large pieces of red liquid in his mouth: "You...... Only...... Not afraid ......"
"Tiger, is it?"
Xia Lingge took his words, the dagger he was holding advanced half an inch again, Luo Yan coughed and spurted blood, his eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and finally his arms fell limply and fell to the ground like dead leaves.
And Si Cheng over there was desperately resisting the tiger that was about to bite his head, the fishy smell sprayed on his face with a burst of dampness and nausea, his two hands clenched the two sharp teeth, desperately turned his head sideways to prevent it from approaching, but the tiger's huge mouth was getting closer and closer, closer and closer......
"Whewββ!"
But suddenly it disappeared.
Looking at the tiger that suddenly disappeared from his body, Si Cheng didn't relax for a while, he sat up suddenly, and looked at the girl standing not far away: "Senior sister! β
Xia Lingge tilted his head slightly, and the right hand holding the dagger suddenly closed, blood splattered, and the already empty corpse suddenly collapsed to the ground.
"Are you alright?" She asked.
"It's fine." Si Cheng shook his head, carefully pulled Xia Lingge's right arm stained with red liquid, took out a white handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped it for her, "Senior sister, are you okay?" β
Xia Lingge also shook his head: "After the user dies, the [prop] will be invalid, it seems that my guess is correct." β
Si Cheng replied softly, but he still lowered his eyes and carefully wiped the blood off her skin carefully. Xia Lingge turned his head and turned his gaze to Shen Yu, who had been looking at the excitement: "You should have known it a long time ago." β
Not a question, but an affirmation.
Shen Yu spread out his hand and looked innocent and helpless: "But I don't have the ability, so I still have to trouble Miss Lingge to help." β
Seeing Xia Lingge quietly turning the dagger in his hand again, he hurriedly took two steps back and kicked the old butler lying on the ground: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, it's not like I didn't do anything, you see the old man on the ground, I will protect you properly." β
He didn't know what mechanism to trigger with this kick, and the old butler, who had been unconscious, suddenly took a long breath and opened his eyes tremblingly, his cloudy pupils were confused, and his eyes fell on Shen Yu who was standing next to him, and suddenly there were tears: "Young master......"
"it!"
Shen Yu was taken aback: "The corpse is cheated." β
"Young master......" The old butler turned around and grabbed Shen Yu's trouser legs, "I finally see you." β
The corners of Shen Yu's mouth twitched: "Old man, if you have something to do, don't say such things that are easy to misunderstand." β
Xia Lingge's expression was Yiling, "Old housekeeper." She interrupted him next, "Are you alright?" β
"Miss Lingge?"
The old housekeeper didn't seem to expect that the 'Third Miss' was also a little stunned here, but Xia Lingge obviously heard that this 'Miss Lingge' was much more indifferent and unfamiliar than the 'Young Master'.
"Well, I found you and rescued you." Xia Lingge approached him and recounted the incident, but did not say a word about the property treaty.
The old butler listened, and the previous eagerness had dissipated a lot, and he got up slowly, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and bowed slightly to them very skillfully: "It is really my dereliction of duty, Miss Lingge, little master, nothing is more important than the safety of the two of you, but because I am in danger, please forgive me for my incompetence, may God be with you." β
If this familiar style has nothing to do with the game, they don't believe it, Xia Lingge said to the old housekeeper: "You don't have to blame yourself too much when you arrive, your people take care of us a lot." β
"Men under you?"
The old butler's face was a little puzzled: "I don't quite understand what Miss Lingge means, everything in this castle belongs to the prince of Kloster, and no one will secretly raise his dependents against the will of the prince, including me." β
Xia Lingge looked at him quietly: "Yes, there is a young butler in the ancient castle, we always thought that he was left by you to take care of us." β
"Your jokes send chills down my body, Miss Lingge." The old butler said, "I have been serving Lord Klouster since the beginning of the construction of this castle, and no one can shake my position in the castle, and the young butler you are talking about, with all due respect, must be a liar." β
Xia Lingge saw that he was so determined, and he glanced at Si Cheng, and then raised an elegant and gentle smile in an instant, and said: "You're right, maybe we are really bewitched, after all, we haven't returned to the castle for a long time, and we are still a little rusty." β