The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

The moon and stars are thin, the black magpies fly south, and the stars fall, as if in another year.

The lights were flickering and flickering, the young man half closed his eyes, lying on his back on the soft fur recliner, propping his chin with one hand, his head seemed to be pointless like a chicken pecking at rice.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind, 【Alarm!alarm!An unknown person is approaching, an unknown person is approaching! 】

"brush--"

The long eyelashes were opened, and a flash of sharpness flashed in the dark pupils. The young man raised half of his body, sat upright on the soft couch, and stared at the door without blinking.

The ears trembled slightly, and the two breaths, one deep and one shallow, gradually approached.

The young man touched his waist with his right hand. There was a black machete hanging there. He put his palm on the handle and slowly drew it out.

A touch of snow is extremely dazzling.

"Da da da!"

The heavy footsteps stopped at the door of the room, and the young man inside had sharp eyes and slightly arched legs, like a jackal ready to go, ready to harvest the head of its prey at any time.

But suddenly, there was a crisp knock on the door.

The young man in the room was breathless, his eyes flickered, his cool lips swayed slightly, and he uttered a syllable, "Who?"

The hand of the person knocking on the door paused, and then he raised his voice and shouted, "His Royal Highness, the master sent a subordinate to give a gift to His Royal Highness, I hope His Royal Highness will like it."

The voice was a little strange, but also a little familiar. Jin Ling searched through his memory and found the owner of the voice from the corner of Kaka.

"It's An Er, what gift should be delivered late at night, it arrived too late today, so I didn't bother His Majesty, and at dawn tomorrow, I will go to ask His Majesty for forgiveness..."

……

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The unfinished words came to an abrupt end the moment Jin Ling opened the door. He looked at the man on An Er's shoulder in disbelief. They had only met an hour ago.

But at this moment, it seemed as if he had suffered endless torture, his arms drooped casually as if he had no bones, only his neck could be lifted a little.

An Yi struggled to raise his head, revealing a face covered in blood, he moved his lips vigorously, and finally uttered a few words, but they were barely audible, about the size of a mosquito, "Your Highness..."

An Er met Shang Jin Ling's eyes that were caught off guard, and his eyes flickered secretly, and there was a hint of joy in his heart like watching a joke.

Ignoring Jin Ling who was stunned in place as if petrified, An Er carried An Yi and jumped over him into the room, and then placed An Yi on the only soft couch.

Only then did Jin Ling regain consciousness, and he hurried in, looking at An Er with displeasure in his eyes, "What do you mean?"

An Er raised his eyes and stared at Jin Ling without blinking, showing no respect for a prince at all, "Didn't you hear clearly, Your Highness? Your subordinates have already explained that this is a gift for Your Highness, I hope His Highness will like it." .”

An Er's voice was not in a hurry, and he also carried a title of respect, but it just had a special taste in Jin Ling's ears.

Jin Ling's eyes dimmed, and his mind turned rapidly. An Yi was the emperor's most trusted person, but now he became like this. It was still sent by An Er, who said it was a gift from the emperor...

Suddenly, a thought that terrified Jin Ling climbed into his mind.

Is it...

Jin Ling only felt that one day a poisonous snake locked him firmly behind his back, and there was a possibility of rushing up to give him a bite at any time, and his breathing became rapid.

Jin Ling raised his eyes to meet Shang An'er's eyes, but he didn't find anything useful from them. He tried his best to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, but the expression on his face didn't change at all.

But the slightly hasty tone revealed the horror in his heart, "What did you do to An Yi? Or..." As he spoke, Jin Ling's eyes became sharp again, "Could it be that An Yi was assassinated?"

The more he said, Jin Ling's tone became more brisk, "Who is it? Who has the courage and the ability to hurt An Yi like this?"

An Er looked at Jin Ling with teasing eyes, "His Royal Highness King Jin really can't figure it out?"

The nonsense was interrupted, and Jin Ling was caught in a dilemma for a moment. He became a little annoyed, and turned around without looking at An Er, "I don't know what you're talking about."

An Er smiled, "Since His Royal Highness King Jin doesn't know, then it's fine, but... the master asked his subordinate to give An Yi a word, and I hope His Highness will allow it."

Jin Ling said casually, "As you like."

An Er walked slowly in front of An Yi, looking down at the person who was lying on the soft couch and could not move.

The man's originally firm face was now pale and distorted, and his whole body was like a rotten rag that could be rubbed and flattened at will.

After a pause, An Er spoke to An Er in a voice that was not too big or too small, but could be heard by Jin Ling, "The master said, since you will betray the master at all costs, then in the future, you must not Rebel against the new master again."

As soon as the words fell, Jin Ling's eyes were in a daze, and he suddenly fell into panic. An Er's words could not be more clear. Before, he was complacent, thinking that he was playing with everyone.

Jin Ling walked forward to block An Er's path in two or three steps, grabbed the scimitar at his waist without any explanation, and slashed at it.

However, although An Er's martial arts is not as good as An Yi's, it is much better than Jin Ling, who basically only relies on the system mall.

In just a moment, Jin Ling was pierced into the shoulder by An Er's sword, and his face began to distort due to the severe pain.

Jin Ling, who has always been doing tasks smoothly, has never been hurt like this before, and suddenly remembered his identity, Jin Ling gritted his teeth to make his expression more serious.

"Presumptuous! An Er, what is the identity of this hall, what is your identity, who gave you the courage to take action against this hall, do you not want to live?"

Regarding Jin Ling's stern look, An'er felt nothing in his heart, he drew the sword out casually, and reminded him in a loud voice, "This subordinate has done something wrong, and it is up to the master to judge, and it is not your turn, His Royal Highness Jin Wang Said, Your Highness should take good care of your new gift, by the way, the wound is quite deep, but if you want to find a doctor with good medical skills, don't die early, that would be boring."

After finishing speaking, before Jin Ling could respond, An Er tapped his toes and disappeared into the night.

"I'm angry with you! It's really angry with me!"

Jin Ling slammed the scimitar on the ground, and the tip of the knife penetrated deeply into the ground, sinking half an inch deep, which shows how much strength Jin Ling used.

But immediately, he gritted his teeth in pain again due to the force, and let out a heavy breath. He shouted towards the door, "Come on! They're all dead, aren't they?"

……

However, except for the rustling of the wind, there was no response to Jin Ling.

He stepped out of the door and saw that the guard guarding the door had already fallen to the ground after being drugged with tobacco, and fell into a deep sleep.

Jin Ling's face was distorted, and there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes. He raised his foot and kicked the guard closest to him, cursing inwardly, "Trash!"

After kicking, he was still not relieved, and kicked a few times in a row, until the wound was involved, and he gasped and stopped.

Jin Ling walked towards An Yi slowly, looking at him innocently and cruelly, "An Yi, An Yi, what do you think this palace should do with you?"

An Yi struggled to open his eyes, a wry smile appeared on his face, and his voice was hoarse and ugly like self-mockery, "Master...he knows everything."

As early as when he made that choice, An Yi knew that he was doomed to die badly in his life.

He knew in his heart how kind his master was to him. He was different from other hidden guards. Although they were called masters and servants, they were more like brothers. They grew up together and were very close. talk to him.

It's him...it's him!

It was he who betrayed their affection, and it was he who gave the master bloodthirsty with his own hands.

Recalling his master looking at his eyes that were so cold that there was no emotion, An Yi felt as if blood was dripping from his heart, like stabbing flesh with a blunt knife, it was painful.

But...but he can't help it...

Qing Ge... Qing Ge is so weak and beautiful.

As long as it is for her, even if it is to sell his own soul, he will not hesitate.

But... But why is it so uncomfortable in my heart, and I am so panicked.

Why did something appear from the bottom of my heart, something called regret...

The heart in the chest was beating suddenly, pumping blood every time, it was so lively and enthusiastic.

However, at this moment, An Yi felt as if he was in a world of ice and snow, and his soul was trembling from the cold.

He tried his best to suppress the throbbing in his heart, looked up at Jin Ling, with a sad face, "Your Highness... I beg you, I want to see you, please..."

Jin Ling didn't move, just looked at him calmly, neither sad nor happy in his eyes, as if he turned a deaf ear to An Yi who was dying and struggling.

He secretly gritted his teeth, exhausted all his strength, and moved an inch in the direction of Jin Ling, Qi Xie's eyes hid fiery emotions, so heroic, yet so bitter, "Your Highness... Please!"

Jin Ling raised his eyelids, looking at An Yi who was dying and struggling, he felt relieved all over his body. Although the plan was exposed in front of Yun Lihan, he also lost the best running dog, which was not a loss.

However, Jin Ling was very upset when he was stabbed by An Er for nothing. Since he was upset, others should not feel better about it.

So, he bent down slowly, his cheeks drooped, the tip of his nose was about to touch An Yi's nose, he suddenly grinned, showing his white teeth, but what he said almost made An Yi despair.

"Anyi, Anyi, do you think this temple should call you stupid, or stupid?"

Jin Ling showed sarcasm, and asked word by word, "Do you think it is too difficult for you to take care of yourself with your current appearance? You are a complete waste! What qualifications do you have to ask for it?" ? Ask me, do you deserve it?"

An Yi froze in place with his lips parted slightly, he tried his best to stare at Jin Ling with his eyes wide open, as if seeing Jin Ling for the first time, he never expected that His Royal Highness King Jin, who usually guides him with good manners, would say such words.

However, the words that made him even more desperate were yet to come.

Jin Ling lowered his head abruptly again, and pressed his cold lips to An Yi's ear, "I'll tell you another piece of good news, the person who pulled you out of the dead with bare hands three years ago was not Ye Qingge~"