After smashing the tea utensils on the floor, Zheng Ming, who still felt the anger in his heart, swept all the books on the table to the ground. From time to time, servants outside the courtyard stopped and looked into the courtyard. He just felt that they were all here. Those who saw his joke scolded him away loudly.
"Damn it!"
Zheng Ming reluctantly punched the table, and the pain in his hand made his face grow ferocious little by little.
Just now, Zheng Ming almost gave up his face and ran to plead with Ding Mu, hoping that he would come forward to explain this martial arts matter to him and Senior Caiwei, but the other party rejected him without thinking. , and let yourself take care of yourself and not have unrealistic fantasies? Bah!
"Old guy, just because my surname is not Ding...!"
Zheng Ming howled unwillingly. Although he was not in the martial arts world, he had heard a lot of rumors. Demonic people have always been ruthless. Now that he had deceived the witch, it was inevitable that she would take revenge.
Fear and anger tortured his heart together, so much so that he seemed to have hallucinations in front of his eyes. Ding Mu, who had just humiliated him, actually appeared in front of him again.
After being stunned for a moment, Zheng Ming screamed and fell backwards to the ground: "This, this..."
This was not an illusion. Ding Mu appeared in front of him, but he was just thrown over like a dog.
With a splash, Ding Mu stared at a pair of frightened and angry eyes, lying on the ground unable to move. A wisp of fragrance bloomed in the air. Zheng Ming turned his head dullly, and the fairy-like girl sat with her legs crossed. On the bookcase, the condescending gaze falling on myself was full of teasing.
"Young Master just scolded you so loudly behind your back. Now that this person is in front of you, how come you are speechless?"
"You, you are... of the devil..."
Zheng Ming's tongue seemed to be knotted. Seeing Linglong's true face, he couldn't even speak a word.
Scanning his disdainful ugliness with disdainful eyes, Linglong casually took a brush from the table and threw it out. The penholder was like a nail, instantly nailing Zheng Ming's palm to the ground.
The pain seemed to be delayed. Zheng Ming lowered his head mechanically, and when he saw his bleeding palms, he couldn't help but scream out——
“Ahhhh——!
"
"Shut up."
The unpleasant scream made Linglong's ears hurt. She jumped down from the table and pointed at Zheng Ming's dumb hole with one finger, and then made him unable to move. This time, the other person could only open his mouth wide, but could not utter any words. No sound at all.
The shameful look with tears streaming down his face was really uninteresting to take another look at. If Linglong hadn't made an appointment with Lu Hanjiang in advance, Linglong would have chopped off his head and left.
"You obviously have the courage to play tricks on me, but now you look like this coward. It's unlucky."
Linglong picked up another writing brush from the ground, put it against Zheng Ming's throat, and whispered softly: "Mr. Zheng, stop howling. There is no one in the entire Ding family who can save you. Now this girl Unlock your acupuncture points, remember to be quiet, and blink when you understand."
Zheng Ming's eyes were full of pleading. He blinked hard, and Linglong unblocked his acupuncture points. He immediately lay on the ground like a dehydrated sea fish, gasping for air, but still covered his mouth tightly. Don't dare to make the slightest sound.
"That's right, be good."
Linglong looked at Zheng Ming with satisfaction. She played with the brush in her hand and looked at the furnishings in the room while pacing: "Young master Zheng is so capable today. He dared to join that bitch to plot against me. I should let me
How can I take care of you, girl? It would be too cheap to kill you directly, so why not light a lantern in the sky with you?"
"Please, please! No, don't kill me, I'm willing to do anything! No, don't kill me..."
Zheng Ming held his hand that was bleeding profusely. After several attempts, he could not pull out the pen holder inserted in his hand. He had to kowtow to the empty table and beg tremblingly. He had experienced the edge of life and death.
All those dignity and reservations have been thrown aside, and now he just wants to live.
"Are you willing to do anything? Really?" Linglong turned around and looked at him with interest and asked.
"Really, really! Please do whatever you want, girl!" Zheng Ming grabbed the last straw with all his strength, and kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic. He was extremely humble.
"Well."
Linglong stepped forward, kicked off the pen holder inserted into the ground, and freed Zheng Ming's hand. The pain caused the latter's face to become horribly distorted, and he almost screamed out again.
No longer wanting to see Zheng Ming's ugly appearance, Linglong took a sword from Ding Mu's waist on the ground and threw it to him: "Kill him."
"kill him?"
Zheng Ming, who was holding the sword in his arms, was slightly startled. There was no third person here. The only person Linglong wanted him to kill was Ding Mu on the ground.
Although the other party had humiliated him severely not long ago, Ding Mu was his relative whose blood was thicker than water. How could he do this...
"Girl, he, he is mine..."
Zheng Ming, who seemed to be still struggling, heard Linglong whisper softly: "Last time you said you wanted to learn martial arts. Oh, if you are willing to kill him, I will teach you the best martial arts."
Zheng Ming's hands suddenly stopped shaking, and it seemed that even the pain had gone away. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment. Linglong only saw the young master who couldn't even hold the sword steady after a moment.
, piercing the sword into Ding Mu's body again and again.
It's a pity that Ding Mu, who was considered a big figure, died in such a miserable way.
"I, I've already killed him!" Zheng Ming's changed tone of voice was even more unbearable than the pain and wailing. Faced with the look in his eyes that looked like he was asking for credit, Linglong just felt bored.
Although she is a demon, she still looks down upon such beasts who can kill even their blood relatives for the sake of survival and martial arts.
"Did he even expect that..."
All of this was Lu Hanjiang's arrangement. Linglong was just acting according to the other party's intentions. Faced with this result...she had the intention of quitting for the first time.
She even began to think about whether she should continue to cooperate with the other party. No matter how high the martial arts master is, he is just a dead man if his skills are inferior to others. But facing this guy who enjoys playing with other people's love and life, she feels cold all over.
There is no second feeling.
However, this kind of escape was a sign of cowardice. He was thrown away by Linglong in just a moment. Zheng Ming had no way out after killing Ding Mu. He could now be used by her. Such a good opportunity should not be missed. This time, Caiwei must come.
No reply!
"Young Master has done a good job. I will teach you the martial arts formula now, but before that..."
...
The next day, the entire Yunxi City was shocked by the news. More than a hundred members of the Ding family were killed by demons. Only Miss Ding Yao escaped because she was not at home.
The Ding family was dressed in white and plain, and the mourning hall was quickly set up under Zheng Ming's running. When Lu Hanjiang and others came to the door, it had only been half a day, and Ding Yao's appearance was visibly haggard.
Ding Yao is just sitting there like a wooden figure now. Thanks to Cai Wei and Zheng Ming's help, she won't make a mess.
Therefore, the bad news came so suddenly. Not many people came to the door on the first day. A few people were busy until late at night. Finally, they had a moment of leisure. Zheng Ming brought the cooked porridge and distributed it to everyone one by one.
When he brought the porridge to him, the two looked at each other, but Zheng Ming quickly averted his eyes. At this moment, Lu Hanjiang seemed to understand something.
"Eh? Xiao Lu, don't you want to eat?" Shangluo had just helped a lot, and she was hungry at this time. The white porridge she got went into her stomach in just a few seconds. At this moment, she looked at Lu Hanjiang and the porridge in his hand was all
Eyes shining.
"If you like it, you can take my bowl and eat it too."
Lu Hanjiang smiled and handed the porridge to Shangluo. The girl thanked her and started to eat happily. A bowl of porridge made everyone feel happy at a banquet.