blue wind

Cocklebur woke up really early, and with his slight movement, he woke up Lang Ling too.

Lang Ling was sleepy, glanced at the sky, and said vaguely: "The rooster hasn't crowed yet, why did you wake up so early?"

Xanthium shook his head, seeing that Langling was very sleepy, he didn't bother him, just nestled in his arms safely, staring at his face quietly.

Lang Ling didn't open her eyes, but stretched out her hand to cover the eyes of Xan'er accurately, and said helplessly: "Don't stare at me, how can you let me sleep peacefully?"

Xanthium gave a soft "um" and didn't say anything, and didn't look at him again.

Lang Ling was able to sleep for an extra hour and a half, but he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he woke up soon after, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Looking at the dim light of the sky, he rubbed the center of his brows with a bit of a headache, and simply called the cocklebur: "I asked the servants to prepare hot water, you can go take a medicinal bath."

Cocklebur nodded.

"You can see this time, so I won't accompany you." Lang Ling said, "I will let someone stand guard outside the door. If there is anything, just give orders."

Xanth continued to nod.

"Then let's go." Langling called a servant, gave some instructions, and said to Xan'er: "Be careful yourself, come back after soaking, I have something to tell you."

Cocklebur complied, and followed the servant downstairs.

Langling rubbed her temples, and said to the dark place, "Go and watch it alone, don't have any accidents. Also, where was that person locked up last night, did you find anything?"

Someone left in the dark, and another person quietly appeared in the room, knelt down on one knee, and said sternly, "I'm locked in the water prison downstairs. I just said that I want to steal a few things for wine money. I can’t ask any more.”

"There are so many rich and noble families in this village, why did you choose my small courtyard to steal?" Langling sneered, "You only asked about this stuff after most of the night? What a waste!"

The man lowered his head: "This subordinate is incompetent."

"Forget it, I'll go and see for myself." Lang Ling took two steps outside, then as if remembering something, she turned her head and said, "When he finishes taking the medicinal bath, someone will let me know."

The man complied, retreated into the shadows, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Langling went downstairs, opened a secret door on the rockery beside the hot spring pool, took a torch from the door, and walked down step by step on the stone steps.

The more you go down, the heavier the cold and damp smell. When you reach the bottom, the biting chill penetrates into the cracks in your bones. The air is filled with a smell of blood and rust. It has been fermented in a closed space for a long time. It makes you want to vomit.

Lang Ling didn't show the slightest discomfort.He walked in the dungeon at a leisurely pace, completely ignoring the high or low howls behind the surrounding iron bars.

Finally he stopped in front of a cage and held up a torch to shine into it.

The fire illuminated the cold iron fence, and also illuminated the blood that spread all over the place.The man in the prison was dying, startled by the light, and cast a look of hatred and hatred.

Langling stuck the torch on the wall, looked down at the man, and chuckled softly: "It's really strange, I haven't had a thief in my yard for a long time."

The man puffed up and spat viciously: "Bah! Fuguigou, you just took a few things that are not suitable for you, and you asked people to torture me like this! Disregarding human life, don't be afraid of ruining your blessings!"

"Blessings?" Lang Ling thought it was funny, "Not to mention whether I believe it or not, when you were a thief, why didn't you think about breaking the blessings?"

"I'm called stealing from the rich and giving to the poor, and I'm helping the poor!" the man yelled, "It's my bad luck to fall into your hands. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, it's up to you!"

"He's still a chivalrous man." Lang Ling spoke slowly, then turned her head and asked, "In that case, what did this chivalrous man take away?"

"Never." Someone in the dark replied, "He was caught by us before he entered the hospital."

"Oh." Langling showed a regretful expression, as if sincerely regretting, "This is your fault, no matter what, let him take one or two pieces, so that people can get everything."

The voice in the dark answered sternly: "Yes, the subordinates are taught."

The man's face turned dry, and he cursed: "If you want to kill, kill, why are you so humiliating! It's your parents who died short, that's why you, a young brat, got such a big family fortune, and it's just a good birth. What a pride!"

Lang Ling's expression faded, and she said coldly: "Ten Whip, tell this knight-errant to remember—forget about my father, what are you, dare to say that my mother is short-lived?"

Immediately, someone took a whip dipped in salt water, and whipped the man ten times without hesitation, until he was whipped until he screamed again and again, and all kinds of abuse were thrown out as if they didn't want money.

"How dare you! Ah! You beast in human skin!"

"You will be punished! You will be punished! Ah!"

"Your mother is short-lived, I curse you to be a short-lived ghost if you ask for a wife in the future!"

Lang Ling turned a deaf ear to the other swear words, but when she heard the last sentence, her face turned cold again.

"I don't need to bother you." He said coldly, "Come here, use every torture device once."

He glanced at the man's pale face, and said coldly, "Until death."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave. A hidden guard quickly took down the torch and hurriedly illuminated it for him.

After walking a certain distance, when the screams from behind could no longer be heard, Lang Ling's footsteps slowed down, and the anger was no longer on his face, but instead he looked pensive.After a while, he suddenly said: "An Xiao, what do you think of that man?"

The dark owl is the leader of his dark guards, and he is also the one who is holding the torch for him.When he was suddenly asked, he was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said: "This subordinate... this subordinate is dull, but according to my subordinates, this person probably wants to seek death."

"You're interesting. No one judges others by saying that they want to die first." Lang Ling shook her head thoughtfully.After a while, he said softly: "Someone is watching our Tingfeng Pavilion."

Dark Owl was startled.

"He must have accomplices." Lang Ling said lightly, "It's because I'm afraid that I won't be able to bear the punishment and reveal the secret, and they want to provoke me to seek death."

"But... But how can we judge that the mysterious force is going to attack His Excellency Tingfeng?" An Xiao asked in surprise.

"There are too many loopholes in the words." Langling snorted coldly, "What kind of a huge family property is a yard? Unless he knows that I am in charge of Tingfeng Pavilion. Also, although he deliberately brought my father, but really When I can't hear him pointing at Sang and scolding Huai! And..."

He exhaled, and then said: "That guy seems to be jealous of my wealth, but in fact, he should have an enmity with me... Well, it's probably one-sided. Go check later, what sects are there? Knowing that Tingfengge sold their news before being wiped out, the chances are very high."

An Xiao was speechless, Na Na said yes.

When they went out from the rockery again, someone came to report that Xanthium had finished taking the medicinal bath and was waiting for him upstairs.Lang Ling's expression softened a bit, and she waved her hands with her back to An Xiao: "Go and investigate as I said."

An Xiao bowed in response, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Langling subconsciously sorted out her clothes, walked upstairs slowly, entered the bedroom, and saw Xanthium sitting quietly on the bed, with bat fangs across her knees, waiting for him.

For some reason, his heart suddenly softened, and the throbbing feeling even made him ignore the murder weapon that had slashed across his neck twice, and walked straight forward, leaning over and hugging the cocklebur into his arms.

Xanthium was a little surprised, but since it wasn't an attack, he didn't resist, but when he buried his head in Langling's arms, he sniffed quickly and secretly like a small animal.

Bloody smell.

He wisely kept silent, and just about to pretend that he didn't notice anything, Lang Ling's voice came faintly: "Did you smell it?"

Cocklebur froze slightly.

"That's right, it's strange that you can't smell the bloody smell." Langling murmured to herself, "I was so dazed that I thought I could hide it from you."

Cocklebur opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Langling didn't expect to hear anything, she just hugged the cocklebur for a while, and then relaxed.He stared at Xanthium for a while, raised his hand and rubbed the top of his hair, and changed the subject: "I'm looking for you this time, but I actually want you to do me a favor."

Xanthium's expression moved slightly, and he looked up at Langling.

Sure enough...?

He saw sincerity on Lang Ling's face.After a while, he lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Kill who?"

Lang Ling was stunned: "What kills whom?"

He suddenly understood the bewildered eyes of Cocklebur, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't want you to assassinate anyone, why do you always want to go to this kind of place?"

He slowed down his voice, and said again: "Just twelve days later, I was invited to a dinner party, and I needed someone to accompany me to go."

"..." Cocklebur hesitated, "Why?"

"It's inevitable that someone sent someone to me. I need...an excuse." Lang Ling looked at him with deep eyes.

Xanthium bowed his head and thought for a while, calculated the time in his head, and finally nodded in agreement.

Seeing that he agreed, Lang Ling couldn't help feeling better, and said with a smile: "The dinner will be held in Linglong City, if you arrive early, you can wait for me at Lingshuang Inn."

Lingshuang Inn is an industry under the name of Tingfeng Pavilion. This is well-known on the surface, and almost everyone in the world knows it. Therefore, Xanthium nods without any hesitation, but its expression is indifferent, and it can't be seen what it is thinking .

Langling knew that Cocklebur probably ignored his words, it was one thing to listen to it, but another thing to affirm it.He even suspected that this guy would never appear in front of him until the last moment.

He had no choice but to emphasize: "I will arrive in Linglong City two days in advance, if you arrive, come to me, so that I can tell you what you should pay attention to during the dinner."

This time the cocklebur was silent for a while, and then nodded gently.

Lang Ling knew about his precautions, and felt a little blocked, but she had no position to criticize such precautions.

In the end, it's just a way of self-preservation.He himself has not fully entrusted his trust to Xanthium, how can he ask such a vigilant person to trust him?

It's just a daydream, a fantasy.

So he didn't say anything in the end.Seeing that he seemed to have nothing to say, and seeing that he had nothing to say, Xanth took the initiative to resign, so he reluctantly responded with a few words of concern such as "be careful on the road".

Xanthium still didn't go the right way - he walked through the window again, his robes were fierce, like a goshawk.

Langling stared at his back for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is from the perspective of cocklebur, and the Huayan living in other people's mouth is about to appear!

Langling won't come out anymore, close the little black room, close the little black room! (Bushi