unscrupulous male concubine

Zhi Leng's voice was cold and piercing, cold-blooded and heartless.

Chan'er stared at him warily, angry and terrified.Her hand holding the knife trembled slightly, but she didn't know how severe it was.He ignored Chan'er's gaze, walked up to Chunjing, held a long sword in his hand and threw a stick in front of Chunjing's eyes. A fat roast chicken was hanging on the blade. On the way, he smiled softly, "Pure natural without additives, freshly baked, try it."

Chun Jing looked at him and twitched the corners of his mouth. He knew that Zhi Leng was a noble person, and he never took people seriously, but in this situation... One more point of Chan'er's dagger would cut his throat , the blood will spurt out, splashing Zhi Leng on the opposite side.Chun Jing squinted at the knife on his neck, Gu Long spit out a word in his throat, he stared at Zhi Leng, his teeth itching with hatred, "You..." Can't see the situation clearly!

Zhi Leng frowned slightly, looked at Chun Jing, "Don't you like my craftsmanship?"

He withdrew his hand and put the grilled chicken to the tip of his nose to sniff, a silver light flashed, he had already held a knife in his hand, and skillfully cut open the skin, revealing the white and tender meat inside, he cut a piece and sent it to Chun Jing mouth, "Try it for your face."

Chun Jing looked at the dagger in Zhi Leng's hand, then at Chan'er who was dazed, and opened her mouth to bite off the piece of meat.

Somehow, the dagger in Chan'er's hand fell into Zhi Leng's hand, that technique, that speed is really dazzling.

"How does it taste?" He threw the dagger back, brushed Song'er's face, cut off her black hair hanging from her temples, and nailed it to the tree trunk behind her.

Chun Jing nodded blankly, a bit unrepentant.

Zhi sneered and handed the sword to Chunjing, and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Eat slowly." Turning around and looking at Chan'er who was still standing there, "Do you want to stay for dinner too?"

Chaner didn't move.

"I'm a hospitable person, but it's a pity that only he was prepared this time." Zhi Leng was a little embarrassed.

Chan'er still didn't move.

Zhi Leng held his chin and thought for a while, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he had an idea, "Well, as a guest, you should bring something with you so that I can entertain you!"

Chan'er felt cold hands and feet.

Zhi Leng looked Chan'er up and down, took her hand, and smiled slightly, "This one is not bad, neither fat nor thin, with bones and muscles."

Before Chan'er could react, Zhi Leng's hand had already fallen, and his aura turned into a sword blade and cut off Chan'er's hand in unison. At that moment, the nerves in the hand were not completely dead, and the fingers trembled slightly.

After a brief silence, Song'er's eyes widened suddenly, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees on the ground, screaming hysterically in pain.She never thought that this man who came suddenly would be so ruthless. In the blink of an eye, she lost a hand!

Zhi Leng frowned and picked his ears, and said lightly, "This tongue seems to be pretty good too."

Chan'er closed her mouth in an instant, she bit her lips tightly, tears of grievance rolled out of her eyes, she tightly grasped the remaining half of her arm, not daring to move any more.

Chun Jing frowned and looked at the arm in Zhi Leng's hand, then at the small chicken wings on the roast chicken stuck on the sword, and suddenly felt nauseous.

Zhi Leng looked at that arm for a while, frowned, looked at Chan'er again with some embarrassment, and said slowly, "This arm doesn't seem to be as good as yours."

Chan'er's pupils dilated suddenly, she stared at Zhi Leng in disbelief, her gaze kept on the hand holding that half of her arm, she hurriedly put her hands behind her back, bang bang He kowtowed, "My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!"

"Where did you say that?" Zhi looked at Song'er in a puzzled manner, "I didn't want your life, and I even planned to invite you to have a meal."

Chan'er turned her head to look at Chunjing, she knelt and leaned next to Chunjing, looked up at him, "My lord, help me, my lord, help me!"

Chun Jing looked at Chun Jing whose face was full of tears, a little soft-hearted, turned to look at Zhi Leng, hoping that he would take Chang Er for his own sake, lost a hand, she had already learned the lesson she deserved."I've forgiven her," he said.

"Forgive?" Zhi Leng sneered, "If I came a little later, you are now a corpse lying on the ground. How can a corpse forgive the person who killed him?"

Chunjing pursed her lips, and muttered, "I'm fine, aren't I?"

Zhi Leng bent down and grabbed Song'er's chin, his eyes were cold, "Anyone who hurts him will die! There is no exception."

Chun Jing broke Zhi Leng's hand, frowned and glared at him, "I still have something to ask her."

"A person's mouth is dishonest. At this time, she is talking sweetly and cleverly to deceive your trust and sympathy. She will give you a knife and kill you as soon as she turns her head. If you are like this, wait for her If she died, she would burn her soul, and then she would know everything." Zhi Leng raised his chin slightly, looked at Chun Jing with lowered eyelids, and said coldly.

"Burn her soul, and she will die!" Chun Jing said.

"What does it matter, those who intend to hurt have no reason to live in this world!"

"You don't have to worry about my business!" Chun Jing roared with her eyes wide open, suddenly she didn't want to talk nonsense to Zhi Leng, no matter what he said, Zhi Leng was stubborn and refused to let go, obviously the person Song Er wanted to kill was He, it's not that he knows the cold, what is he doing so excitedly, besides, isn't he doing well now!

Zhi Leng frowned, and finally said nothing.

Chunjing came back to his senses, a little regretful, he knew that knowing the cold was for his own good.He licked his lips, turned to look at Song'er, "Why do you say we are murderers?"

"You still want to quibble!" Chan'er cried out suddenly, he looked up at Chunjing, and said sharply, "Master, she told me before she died that you were the ones who killed her! When a person is about to die, his words are also kind." , How could she lie to me! You killed Master and fled, I swear that even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will kill you to avenge Master!"

"Why do you keep such a person!" Zhi Leng stared, pointing at Chan'er.

"Jiu Die Yun is not that kind of person, there must be some misunderstanding somewhere!" Chun Jing ignored Zhi Leng and continued with a frown.

"Master will not lie to me! Master said that men are liars, and all their rhetoric will make you less likely to fall into their elaborate trap! You are just trying to deceive me! Murderer, murderer!"

Chun Jing licked her lips, a little embarrassed.

Zhi Leng looked at Chun Jing for a while, then patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Let Black and White Impermanence arrest that ghost's soul to confront you in the underworld, if you don't believe her, she won't tell the truth!"

"My spiritual power is sealed, so I can't recruit them." Chun Jing nodded, then shook her head again.

"Simple!" Zhi Leng said.

He walked up to Song'er, waved his hand in front of her eyes, and pulled out one of her hairs. A gust of wind passed by, and Wuchang ghost came from a distance with a female ghost with disheveled hair on his back.

"Why did Shengjun Yushuo invite this ghost?" Bai Wuchang cupped his hands towards Zhileng, and said slowly.

Zhi Leng took a look at the blood-stained female ghost with her tongue sticking out, "Tongue pulling hell?"

"This ghost told a lot of lies during his lifetime, causing many murders, and was punished in the Tongue Pulling Hell for 160 days. Every day at sunset, his tongue was pulled out, and it grew out again at sunrise, as a punishment." Bai Wuchang said.

"Since when is Hades reciting Buddha's name?" Zhi Leng frowned slightly, "Such a crime like this should be beyond redemption and never be reborn!"

"There are 360 ​​people who died because of her. The light punishment this time is also because Hades was in a surprisingly good mood on the day of the trial."

"In that case, then I will help you, King of Hades, to settle the case!" Zhi Leng narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned to look at Chun Jing opposite, "You heard it all, he deserved what he deserved, it's not that I refused to help!"

"Even the girl's family was killed by her." Bai Wuchang said.

Chunjing glanced at Song'er sideways, and frowned slightly, never expecting that Song'er had such a background.

Chan'er can't see the impermanence of black and white, and can't see the judge's pen that has turned into a ghost.He just looked at Zhi Leng, his body trembling tremblingly. She didn't quite understand what the words of these two people meant, but she knew that it was definitely not for her good, especially at this time, the two people looked at each other one after the other. Looking at her, is it possible that he really wants to take her under the knife.

"She has the right to know the truth." Zhi Leng said, raising his hand and snapping his fingers.

Chun Jing held Zhi Leng's hand and shook her head slightly, "Let's leave her a perfect impression of Master, if she knows that her former Master has now turned into a ghost, she will be heartbroken!"

"But she should no longer exist in this world." Zhi Leng said.

"I'll do it." Chun Jing pursed her lips and took a deep breath.

"Don't let your hands be stained with blood." Zhi Leng held his fingers, which were a little cold.

Chun Jing shook her head, "It's okay."

He squeezed his hand lightly, and after snapping his fingers, a faint blue flame jumped at his fingertips. He bit his lip, and threw the fire on the judge pen. The firefly-like light flies towards Song'er, perhaps for Judge Pen, Song'er is her only family member, the one he really likes!He also wanted to hug Song'er at the last moment, so that she could walk safely on the road without her in the future.

"Song'er, you have to be good and don't take revenge anymore." Song'er stared blankly at the fireflies in the sky, tears poured out of her eyes, she heard the voice of the master, she was still so gentle, and still so lovable My heart is warm.But she had a premonition that from now on, she would never be able to meet Master again, no matter in heaven or on earth.

Chan'er lowered her head, with hatred and firmness in her eyes, she must take revenge, otherwise how could she be worthy of Master's upbringing and teaching her!

Her hands were hidden in her cuffs, the sleeves gleamed with silver light, and the throwing knife was icy cold, it could kill someone in an instant!

Chunjing looked at the dimming fireflies, sighed softly, looked at Chan'er, who was kneeling on the ground without any anger, and felt a little distressed. This child will never know what her master is like for the rest of her life. people.

But sometimes, not knowing is happier than knowing.