The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

"Ahem! Jiang Yunluo! What did you feed me!!"

Mrs. Ling kept retching, as if she wanted to spit out the pills she had taken.

But the pill was not big and almost melted in her mouth. She had already swallowed it.

There was even a cool feeling in the mouth and head.

Then Jiang Yunluo laughed and said: "The pills I developed myself have the effect of refreshing the brain. Aren't you dizzy? Are you better now?" Yes.

No matter how sarcastic the tone sounded, Mrs. Ling suddenly felt a breath in her chest again.

But thanks to the effect of the pill just now, she couldn't faint even if she wanted to.

"That's the situation right now."

Jiang Yunluo had seen enough of this farce, the smile on her face faded, and her tone became much lower: "If you are obedient and obedient, everything will be fine. If you insist on seeking life and death, I can give you a break, anyway, Ling Fengshuo Not here either. I might as well tell the truth. At your age, you won't live for more than a few years. Now you are nothing but a drag. It would be easier for me to die. I wish I had less drag bottle with me."

"Huh... you..."

Mrs. Ling was so angry at these words that she kept breathing heavily, and she could only murmur: "Fox... How could Shuo'er fall in love with an uneducated person like you..."

"Crying, making trouble, and hanging herself. I don't think the old lady's upbringing is much better."

Jiang Yunluo whispered softly, her tone full of ridicule.

He Weier, who had not spoken until now, suddenly accused her: "My cousin lost his great future because of you! How dare you be so angry with his mother now!"

Jiang Yunluo's eyes dimmed, and she glanced at He Weier sideways from the corner of her eye.

"It's true that he is for me, but do you think that without me, Ling Fengshuo and your Ling family can rest easy for the rest of their lives? The more military exploits he makes, the more Ling will be a thorn in the eyes of suspicious people like Jiang Rongyuan! Old lady, you don’t understand this, right?”

Mrs. Ling's eyes flickered for a moment, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Although she is messy and arrogant, she also understands the principle of great power that shakes the master.

It was just that he was carried away by the praise and flattery from all walks of life for a long time, and he gradually felt that Beiming could not survive without his son.

Even though he was a powerful master, Jiang Rongyuan didn't dare to do anything to Ling Fengshuo.

Until now, I had to accept the reality.

Jiang Yunluo took half a step forward, bent down and picked up the dagger from the ground.

Thinking that she was going to hand it to her, Mrs. Ling subconsciously wanted to hide back.

But she just took it back.

Then he said disdainfully——

"You just blame me for all this because you don't like me. I do the same to you."

Mrs. Ling's expression condensed.

Jiang Yunluo had already turned around.

"If you cooperate obediently, when this matter passes, you can still live a prosperous life like before. If you don't cooperate..."

She paused for a moment and slightly lengthened her voice.

"Then you also know what I'm capable of. In fact, if I want to kill you, I don't need to use real swords or guns. As long as I don't know what to do and I don't think of poison, and I won't leave any evidence, what should I do? Old lady, you yourself consider."

"Oh, by the way, one more thing."

Jiang Yunluo was about to leave, but suddenly stopped.

"Except for Black Eagle and Mo Ying, the rest of the people here are my people. If you want to escape, it's better to give up this idea as soon as possible. My men don't have a good temper. If they really make them anxious, it won't just be It was so easy just to tie it up like that."