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Shen Guan's hand on the door frame was clenched suddenly, and it took a long time for a trembling sound to emerge from his throat: "Master..."

Behind him, the porcelain bowl in Xiao Ning's hand shook, and the next moment he stepped forward to protect Shen Guan behind him, flipping his fingertips, the three-inch willow-leaf knife drew a cold light.Shen Guan pressed Xiao Ning's wrist with his backhand, and said anxiously: "No!"

Jiang Lingxin just stood quietly outside the door.

Shen Guan's face was pale, he closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, and said in a steady voice: "Master, please come in."

Xiao Ning was dragged out of the way by Shen Guan, Jiang Lingxin walked in, found a chair and sat down.

With the red clothes flowing down his sleeves, Shen Guan shook Xiao Ning's hand vigorously as a way of comforting him, and then walked to Jiang Lingxin's side, poured wine for him, raised the wine bowl and knelt down to respect him.

Jiang Ling didn't accept it, he just glanced at Xiao Ning lightly, and after a long time he lowered his eyes and said to Shen Guan: "So your heart is considered complete?"

Shen Guan's fingertips trembled, the wine fell on the back of his hand, and he held the bowl firmly, raised his eyes to meet Jiang Lingxin's gaze, and said in a deep voice: "I have failed Master in this life, but I hope Master will forgive me , give me a way out.”

Jiang Ling sighed inaudibly: "Which one is not a way of life that my teacher gave you? Have you ever understood my painstaking efforts?"

Shen Guan said nothing, but there was no wavering in his eyes.Today, at this point, he has never thought about turning back.

Jiang Lingxin stretched out his hand, pinched the edge of the bowl with his fingertips, and said: "You should know that no one can leave Tianyi Mansion alive, this is the rule. If you insist on leaving, you will have to sacrifice your own strength and self-destruct the Lingtai Shen Si, spend the rest of your life foolish."

As soon as Jiang Lingxin's words fell, a murderous intent flashed along with the cold light, the shadow of the knife moved quickly, and then went out in an instant, and the slight crisp sound of the bones could be heard clearly in the night.At this very moment, Shen Guan's face turned pale, he didn't want to split his palm into a knife, and took Jiang Ling's heart and neck, but he couldn't help but pause.

There was a dead silence in the room, Xiao Ning's lancet had already been stuck in the crack of the table, the wine poured down, and the porcelain bowl was cracked into several pieces, one of which was pinched between Jiang Lingxin's thin fingers, stained with blood.At the same time, a line of blood snaked down Xiao Ning's wrist.

If the piece of porcelain penetrated another inch, it would be able to break the tendons in Xiao Ning's hands. The most precious thing in Xiao Clan's Ghost Hands is nothing but these hands.

Jiang Lingxin's usually indifferent face changed slightly, he glanced at Shen Guan, and said: "You actually shot at my teacher?"

Shen Guan's heart was cold and painful, his face was bloodless, the knife in his hand was standing on the side of Jiang Ling's heart, trembling slightly, but he refused to back down, he just said: "Don't hurt him."

Jiang Lingxin let out a low laugh, the stupefaction just now disappeared, and he returned to calm and indifferent: "Even if you join hands, you are still not my opponent."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of mocking laughter coming from outside the door, the night wind howled, the wooden door opened wide, and a wine jar flew towards him, carrying his inner strength straight towards Jiangling's heart.With a flick of Jiang Lingxin's fingertips, the tile hit the wine jar, only to hear a crash, the jar cracked and the wine came out, releasing a mellow wine mist.

As the fog cleared and the wine fell, there was a person leaning by the door, his clothes disheveled and unkempt, but his eyes fell on Jiang Lingxin like a knife.

Lao Zhou said, "How about another me?"