Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

In a small courtyard, blue clothes fluttered in front of the carved door.

The Clan Mansion is the place where princes and grandsons who violated the law are imprisoned. Because of Nan Jinglong's special status and the emperor's personal decree, the Clan Mansion specially vacated a small courtyard for Prince Nan to live in. There were people stationed there, and even the gate was locked with brass locks. If it wasn't for his great efforts, he would not be able to enter here at this moment.

"Nan Jinglong."

In the dark room, where the light cannot penetrate, a pure black figure struggled by the door, and accidentally raised his face, and he could see the distorted and strangely pale cheek, which had disappeared from the past. All that was left in the haze was exhaustion and powerlessness. After a wave of unbearable pain passed, he lowered his head and trembled, breathing, as if he was about to lose his breath in the next moment.

"Jiang...Luoyu." Hearing the footsteps outside the door and the sudden voice, the person leaning against the door struggled feebly, stood up staggeringly while holding the door frame, with a smile on his lips. With a stiff smile, he muttered, "I knew it, you would still come..."

Jiang Luoyu stopped outside the door, glanced at the locked door, and carefully studied the key in his hand: "You know?"

"I know..." The people inside the door straightened their backs and leaned against the door, remembering that in the early morning of this morning, his few dead soldiers outside came to report. According to the news from the side, the expression on his face was so dark that he couldn't see clearly, and there seemed to be a trace of grievance mixed in his tone.

"Although I don't know why you and Jiang Ying joined forces to harm me, but...but you and I have no grievances..."

"No injustice, no enmity?" Jiang Luoyu was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and stared straight at the shadow cast by the sun, as if he could see the person inside the door through the door, smiling slowly Emerging from his face, "Your statement is very similar to Jiang Hui."

"Just now I went to Lenggong and met Jiang Hui." After that, he didn't wait for Nan Jinglong in the room to say anything again, and continued on his own, "She is in a similar situation to yours, but I thought you were at least a little bit smarter than Jiang Hui, who knows that you don't look much different now."

Nan Jinglong leaned against the door, sneered lowly, his eyes were a little loose, as if he was looking at the people outside the door, but not him:

"You... didn't come here just to see my jokes today."

"Of course not." Jiang Luoyu lowered her brows slightly, and opened the ivory bone fan in her hand little by little, a faint red appeared in the bottom of her black jade-like eyes, her voice was soft and sweet, but her words were vicious and sharp.

"Jiang Hui has entered the cold palace. At least the emperor is watching. It's not good to let her die now. It's just you... Looking at your current appearance, life is worse than death, which is a compliment to you. Why don't I give you a good time now, and let her die?" How about you suffer less?"

"You wanted to force me to death from the very beginning..." Nan Jinglong didn't care that he would say such a thing - he had been forced into the mansion by Jiang Luoyu and Shuntian Mansion, and found Jiang Ying's body That night, he instantly saw all the schemes of the prince in Tsing Yi in front of him. Although the smile on his lips was bleak, it did not completely disappear after all.

"How could I... let you get what you want?"

"Don't let me get what I want, that would be great." Jiang Luoyu walked down the steps, raised her head and closed her eyes, letting the warm sunlight shine on her cheeks, dyeing her black eyelashes golden.

"Prince Nan has a high status, and the place where he is imprisoned cannot be reached by ordinary people. People outside cannot get in, and people inside cannot get out. It is exactly what I want."

Hearing this sentence, because of Jiang Luoyu's sudden visit today, the clan mansion did not respond at all. Nan Jinglong, who felt very abnormal, suddenly became vigilant, and the weak person who was originally weak and unable to catch anything subconsciously headed into the house Move, want to get the pendant hanging on the wall

sword.

"What do you mean?"

"Come here." No matter what preparations the people in the room were making, Jiang Luoyu just let the sun shine on his cheeks without moving, but under such a bright sun, his voice was a little cold, as if a piece of flame was warm Not hot ice, "Bring me in the cage"

Just when he said the word "beast cage", Nan Jinglong had already grasped the saber with great difficulty. Hearing these words, something flashed in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it anyway. An ominous premonition surfaced, and even the words became a little weaker: "——what are you going to do?"

Jiang Luoyu lowered her head with a smile, and looked at the big men with big arms and round waists outside the door, and several big iron cages of different shapes were pulled over, in which were all kinds of open bloody mouths, screaming and struggling at her, and kept The sounds of lions, tigers and other ferocious beasts hitting the iron cage were so soft that they could hardly be heard clearly.

"What I want to do, Prince Nan will know soon."

Before the words were finished, several erratic men in black quickly landed around Jiang Luoyu, and the leader of them stepped forward slowly, holding a sword and bowing to the man in green.

"Blast open the door, and do it as realistically as possible." Seeing the dead men in the Hanjiang Pavilion who had been arranged for a long time, Jiang Luoyu's eyes seemed to be covered with mist, "It's like—— entering the clan's mansion. Like a ferocious bandit."

While talking, he turned around and threw the things in his hand.

"As for the medicine... I gave it to him."

A few dead men responded with a loud bang, and when the man in Tsing Yi took two steps back, the locked door of the small courtyard of the clan mansion was blasted open with swords, Nan Jinglong who was leaning against the door suddenly turned pale with fright, grabbed After taking two steps back with the sword in hand, he subconsciously wanted to say something, but was caught by the two-word dead man who broke through the door first.

Before Nan Jinglong had time to swing his sword, he was captured by someone. When he was pressed to kneel down, his face turned a strange flush because of over-excitement, and he shouted at the person who walked slowly through the door: "Jiang Luoyu!...This prince is the prince of Dajin, and you, Dataki, have no right to dispose of it! If you dare to touch me, aren't you afraid that Emperor Dataki will blame you?!"

"Prince Nan, are you so concerned about this?" Jiang Luoyu unfolded the ivory bone fan in his hand, her long and slender hair fluttered in the air, her voice was light and murderous, "It's a pity, since this prince dares to do this, I will There must be a way for Prince Nan to die—and please don’t worry about Prince Nan.”

After all, he watched Nan Jinglong being tapped, drank the medicine with a horrified expression, and a gentle and gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, as if he was happy because the weather was fine today, and pointed his finger at those Just around the corner and constantly struggling in the iron cage, their eyes were red like some excited beasts.

"This is something that I managed to get people to develop. These beasts were also fed the same medicine as the Southern Prince. I think that although the Southern Prince may feel very painful at the beginning, he may not be able to do so later. It’s much better, maybe I’ll like this feeling in the end.”

Less than a moment after feeding the medicine, Nan Jinglong could be seen trembling all over his body, and his eyes were red like those beasts. The two dead soldiers did not let go of the hands that restrained him, but reminded Jiang Luoyu in a low voice. Said: "My son."

Jiang Luoyu glanced outside, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, the ferocious beasts who were about to rush out of the iron cage had a faint smile on their lips, and even a slight dimple on their cheeks: "Open the cage."

After half a cup of tea, the gates gradually closed behind Jiang Luoyu, and the black jade-like pupils looked at the layers of windows, the fierce beasts and the black figure were constantly fighting, and then the black figure He was thrown to the ground by several ferocious beasts and began to bite the flesh on his body. The black figure was not to be outdone and bit one of the tigers.

Intense shock.

After the tiger and the man bit each other, the black figure ran into the house dragging his stumped legs, pulled out the long sword that had fallen on the ground and hadn't been taken away by the dead man, turned around and killed the tiger, but was not spared. The leopard grabbed its neck, blood spattered and dragged into the inner room, and then Nan Jinglong's hoarse and terrifying screams came.

The sound was very loud at first, and then another tiger jumped into the house, and the screaming gradually died down, until finally there was only a faint creaking sound, and then it was creaking and creaking again Chew.

After about two sticks of incense, a person who looked like a maid walked in tremblingly, and saw standing on the edge of the attic, drinking tea and looking down at the people in the courtyard with a smile, his calf was so weak that he almost missed the door frame Kneeling down, it took a lot of effort to make a sound.

"Shi... Shizi, inside... there is no sound inside."

Jiang Luoyu raised his eyebrows, and put down the teacup with a heavy click, his voice was cold in the darkness: "If there's no sound, there's no sound, why are you shaking?"

Hearing the words, the little palace maid seemed to think of the current scene in the courtyard again, subconsciously wanted to vomit, but because the master was right in front of her eyes, she finally endured and endured it, but it became more and more difficult to speak.

Jiang Luoyu didn't hear her reply for a long time, turned his head and glanced at her, as if he didn't mind her current reaction, but his tone became more and more cold.

"Take back the animal cage, and there are the bones and fur of the beast. Nan Jinglong should be dead, but he must send someone to check to make sure he is dead. Kill the undead beast and drag it away. The rest of the blood What, just let it sprinkle like that—when the officials from Dali Temple and the Zongren Mansion come to see it tomorrow, let them take a closer look."

After receiving the order, the little maid immediately stood up staggeringly, and replied: "Yes... yes..."

Watching the figure of the little palace lady gradually walk away, and finally disappeared completely in the darkness, within a moment, the person standing by the window suddenly closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear the faint sunlight in front of him, and his fingertips kept clenched. The ivory bone fan suddenly fell, and landed at his feet with a clatter.

Hearing the sound of the bone fan falling to the ground, he was a little stunned, and after a long time, he slowly lowered his head and reached out to pick it up.

Less than half of the movement, but stopped again.

"Pavilion Master, Nan Jinglong is dead, and his body has been disposed of."

The voice of the dead man's report was calm and unwavering, and the man with his head bowed gave a low laugh, but the sound he made didn't seem like he was laughing.

"Go back."

In the small attic, there was a soundless silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the man in green turned around, put the bone fan in his hand into his sleeve, and walked step by step towards the dark stairs in the attic. His steps were slow and steady, his face was hidden in the darkness, He couldn't see the expression covered by the black hair clearly, but his whole body seemed to be relaxed, and there was no smile on his thin red lips.

Past life karma, present life karma.

The oath is fulfilled, and the sea of ​​blood is full of hatred.

Nan Jinglong, Jiang Hui.

What you owe me, in this life, we settle it.