I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

Fang Ling'er twisted Nu Xi's arm and pressed him against the wall.

"You...who are you?" Nuying finally realized.

Fang Ling'er was originally wearing the clothes of a dead soldier in black, and she was wearing a mask, so the slaves naturally didn't know her true identity.

"Let them stop." Fang Ling'er ordered.

He knew who the voice was as soon as he heard it. After all, he deliberately let Fang Ling'er go last time.

"It is you……"

Before the slave could say anything more, his arm was twisted again, causing him to scream out instinctively in pain.

"Let them stop." Fang Ling'er emphasized again and again. "Because you let us go last time, and you have a relationship with my father, I don't want to hurt you."

"Haha..." Nuying sneered. "Do you think that just because you held me hostage, you can take them away safely from here?"

"What do you mean?" Fang Ling'er asked.

"Have you seen those dead soldiers? They will not only obey my orders. They are now red in the face. You should know what the hallucination you just had in the miasma feels like."

Those dead soldiers are just like you. Once they become jealous, they will regard you as their enemies. Only by killing you will they be freed. "

Fang Ling'er didn't believe what he said and said angrily: "If you lie to people, your tactics should be better. Don't force me, I will really kill you."

"Don't believe it? That's good." The slave walked out from the corner of the wall and said loudly to the dead soldiers: "Stop all of them, don't fight anymore."

He spoke loudly, despite the chaos of the fighting. Some of the dead men in black couldn't hear his words, but those who were very close to him could certainly hear them clearly.

However, none of the dead warriors had any intention of stopping and kept indulging in the fighting. Even if their bodies were injured and there were bloody holes, they didn't seem to know what pain was.

"Why is this happening?" Fang Ling'er was anxious and at a loss.

"This is Wufo Temple, where the old master has lived for many years. Do you really think it's that easy to come here to rescue people with great fanfare? The poison of miasma is just the first step. I thought you would all be immersed in your own illusions and not wake up. Come.

I didn't expect that your fate is really big. Even if you are lucky enough to get out, you will die here.

The reason why these dead soldiers can be called dead soldiers is that they not only obey people's orders. It will also produce the ability to be self-driven because of the special stimulating drugs in the brain.

Their eyes have been locked on your faces, and they have no choice but to kill you. Only then will the stimulant drugs in their brains gradually become stable. "

Nu Xi looked at the current situation, and he was not afraid to let Fang Ling'er know about the crazy killings of these dead soldiers.

"No, you must have a way to make them stop." Fang Ling'er took out the dagger from her waist and pressed it against the slave's neck.

"Are you...really going to kill me?" Nu Xi took off the mask on his face and looked back at Fang Ling'er.

"You think I don't dare?" The dagger she held had already cut a blood mark on the slave's neck.

She would not be soft-hearted and spare his life just because Nu Xi had let her and Luo Zixuan go before.

If she could use Nu Ze's life in exchange for the tranquility and safety of their entire Shi family and the Sheng family, she would definitely not be merciful.

"Besides you, I am his only relative in Fangwen." Nu Xi said in a low voice.

Fang Ling'er repeatedly tightened her grip on the dagger in her hand. She looked at Nu Xi's face, and a sense of familiarity filled her heart.

"You...you..." Her voice trembled when she suddenly spoke.

"I am Fang Wenzhong's biological brother, Ling'er, you should call me uncle."

"Don't talk about family ties with me at this time. Fang Wenzhong is not my biological father. And you are not worthy of being my uncle!

I am not Fang Ling'er either. My name is Ren Mengyuan, and I am Ren Tiannan's daughter. If it weren't for you, my parents, my sister, and I would never be separated. "

Fang Linger shouted angrily.

At this juncture, she must not be swayed by so-called 'family affection'.

The real family relationship is not between Fang Wenzhong and this man, but between the people of the Shi family and the Sheng family.

"Fang Wenzhong did not hesitate to lose his life in order to save you from the old master. You don't know how he took care of you and raised you carefully in those years, right? If you say this now, you are not afraid of him Are you sad under Jiuquan?" Nu Xi asked her immediately following Fang Ling'er's words.

"Stop talking, shut up..." Fang Ling'er was very excited, and the dagger on the slave's neck was obviously relaxed.

Nu Xi took the opportunity to snatch the dagger from Fang Ling'er's hand, but instead the dagger hit Fang Ling'er's neck.

"Ah..." Fang Ling'er didn't react at all. When she came to her senses, she was already being held hostage in Nu Zha's arms.

"Most of Fang Wenzhong's martial arts were taught by me. And you are the daughter he raised. You are still too immature in front of me with this kind of grappling technique."

In front of the old master, the slave heard him describe the people of the Shi family, and the most common words he said were, "Stupidity, kindness and emotion are their biggest weaknesses."

"Let me go..." Fang Ling'er struggled hard.

"Don't move. If you move again, I will cut off your neck."

Nuying threatened her coldly.

He looked at Sheng Xinchen and the others who were still fighting in the chaos, and said loudly: "Sheng Xinchen, put down the weapons in your hands, otherwise this woman will go ahead and open a road to the underworld for you."

Sheng Xichen saw Fang Linger being held hostage, but he had no intention of stopping.

"It seems that you don't care about her life or death anymore. After all, she is not Shi Xiyue, right?" Nu Xi raised the dagger in his hand and slashed Fang Ling'er's arm.

"Ah..." Fang Ling'er was in pain and used her other hand to grab her injured arm.

"What do you want to do?" Sheng Xichen jumped up and kicked down four dead men in black.

Without the obstruction of the four dead men in black, Sheng Xichen could clearly see the situation in which Fang Ling'er was being held hostage.

"Let them all stop, hurry up." The dagger in Nu Xi's hand hit Fang Ling'er's neck again.

"Brother-in-law, leave me alone. Kill them. If everyone suffers because of me, I would rather die..." Fang Ling'er shouted with tears in her eyes.

She was worried that Sheng Xichen would really listen to the slave and make everyone fall into a passive situation. She closed her eyes and pressed her neck against the edge of the dagger.

Then he grabbed the slave's arm and wiped the edge of the knife from his neck.