97. Chapter 97 Peeling the Cocoon to Find Information 7
"I listen to you." Arnold lowered his voice and comforted him, "You follow me into the house first. You can easily be discovered standing here."
The other party did not relax his vigilance at all, and the dagger in his hand was pressed tightly against Arnold's skin. The two stepped back into the house, and Arnold closed the door gently.
"Don't play tricks on me." The other party's voice was cold, with a hint of hoarseness, and he seemed to lack confidence when he spoke.
Arnold swallowed and adjusted his mentality, "Don't worry, I can't play any tricks." After that, she continued, "Can I turn around and look at you? If I see your appearance,
, I will definitely not be able to run away. In this way, you will also believe that I will not play any tricks."
The other party relaxed the dagger a little and said, "You can turn around now."
Arnold turned around slowly. Although this man held her hostage, he didn't kill her immediately to prove that he wanted to stay alive. She opened her eyes and stared at the other person's face.
It was a bookish face, giving people the feeling that this person had grown up in poetry and songs since childhood. His face was very fair, his eyebrows were long but not arrogant, his nose was high but not hard, and his lips were not stiff.
It is thick but does not make people feel cold. Maybe it is because of injury, so the color is pinkish white.
Arnold secretly sighed for a long time, what a handsome scholar, what a face that looks better than Pan An. But it is this face that has a pair of cold eyes, those eyes are as black as ink but contain a murderous aura, these eyes she
I have seen it, it is the eyes that the assassin who assassinated Na Muhan today said he had.
The other party saw that she was staring at him, and the dagger in her hand got a little closer. "Be honest."
Arnold was secretly wary of him jumping over the wall in a hurry, but his face didn't show anything, "Are you injured?"
The man was shocked. He had such powerful eyes. Just by looking at his appearance, he guessed that he was seriously injured. He gritted his teeth and said, "So what if he was injured?"
Arnold grabbed the dagger he held close to him with his hand, then raised his eyes and looked at him intently, "I saw you assassinate Namuhan."
The other party's hand shook, and the sharp blade cut her palm. Arnold frowned slightly, "But, I won't tell anyone."
The man looked at her, looking at those eyes that were like the stars in the dark night sky, clear and translucent, with a sense of determination. Although he could not easily believe a stranger's words, he wanted to believe her. So, he took back the dagger,
"Let's believe you for now and tell me your conditions!"
Arnold likes to talk to smart people, and the blood on her hands falls to the ground to form a blood-red splash of ink, but at this time she has no intention to appreciate it, "I can help you hide, and even help you heal, but I
There is also a condition, when you leave here, take me with you."
"Why don't you leave by yourself?" The man's face showed caution, "If you want to leave, I don't think they will stop you."
Arnold smiled and said, "Because you are from the Southern Song Dynasty. I want to go to the Southern Song Dynasty, but I can't go there myself." The purpose of assassinating Na Muhan at this time was to instigate a struggle between the Yuan Dynasty's royal family and to stop Khan Kubi.
Lie moved the capital to Yanjing, and the biggest beneficiary was the Southern Song Dynasty. So, when he spoke his first sentence, she knew from his accent that he was from the Southern Song Dynasty, and maybe he even knew his parents.