Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Seeing that Leng Jinye didn't move, Yun Zhixia was a little confused, so she slowly walked over.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Leng Jinye's body became stiff and his aura became colder and colder, keeping people at a distance.

"Well, I said..."

coming!

She will definitely say that she is cruel!

Leng Jinye pursed his lips tightly, extremely nervous. He didn't want Yun Zhixia to see him like this.

"Are you too kind?"

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

"..."

Everyone present looked at Yun Zhixia, and Bai Chen's mouth opened so wide that it was almost dislocated!

Did Zhizhi say it the other way around?

The man's skin was torn and his flesh was all roasted! Didn't she smell anything? !

Bai Chen moved his nose and smelled a meaty aroma. He couldn't help but dry-heave twice.

Zi Ling walked in, leaned against the wall, and nodded in agreement.

"It is rumored in the capital that the Ninth Prince is cruel and ruthless. I don't think your interrogation method is too low-level, right?"

"If it were you, I would just stab him dozens of times and give him a bath with salt water and chili peppers."

"If that doesn't work, I'll put some poison and insects in your body. If you still don't confess, I'll chop off your hands and feet, pull out your tongue, and make you into a human stick."

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped and felt a cold wind behind them, which made them shiver uncontrollably.

Bai Chen grinned, touched the goose bumps on his arms, and swallowed his saliva. He secretly swore in his heart that he would never provoke Zi Ling in the future.

Don't end up not getting the beauty you want and ending up as a pile of dry bones under her skirt.

But it’s better this way Ling’er… so exciting!

Bai Chen felt that he couldn't control his heartbeat again.

Yun Zhixia thought for a moment and shook her head, somewhat disagreeing.

"This is too bloody. I don't like it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the yard condensed again, like a biting cold wind in winter.

Yun Zhixia didn't notice the strange atmosphere. She walked around the tied man, thinking about something.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly shouted for help and struggled to get close to Yun Zhixia.

"Help, help!"

"Noisy!"

Yun Zhixia, who had been smiling, changed her expression, snatched the sword from Leng Feng's hand, and killed him with one strike.

The man only felt a flash of silver light before his eyes and a sharp pain in his neck. The next second, his eyes were filled with blood, and he lowered his head and died.

"Well, he's dead, how can we track him down?"

Leng Feng was stunned. This person was the traitor they had finally found out. How could he be gone after just a few sentences of interrogation?

Gone……

Leng Jinye was very happy. The frost on his face melted away and he smiled. He looked at Yun Zhixia and imprinted her deeply in his mind.

Zhizhi, she shouldn't dislike herself!

Thinking of this, Leng Jinye clenched his fists, walked up to Yun Zhixia, and held her hand.

"Zhizhi, step back a little, don't get your shoes dirty."

Leng Jinye has a cold body, and his hands are slightly cold, slightly lower than that of ordinary people.

This is not only related to his lack of a soul and a spirit, but also closely related to his childhood experiences.

In the autumn of that year, he jumped into the icy river to escape the pursuers and froze himself to death. In addition, he suffered a lot in the Dongqian Palace, which made him feel cold.

Thinking of this, Yun Zhixia felt even more distressed for him, and unconsciously held his hand to give him warmth.

"Xiao Yeye, your hands are too cold. It's autumn now, you should pay more attention to keeping warm."

Hearing this, Leng Jinye's eyes flickered, and his whole body looked like a dead tree that had sprouted new buds. His face was gentle and his expression was excited.

"You...you don't think I'm cruel?"

"cruel?"

"You're not sick?"

Yun Zhixia stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch Leng Jinye's forehead. He doesn't have a fever?

"Xiao Yeye, remember that being kind to your enemies is being cruel to yourself! When you encounter enemies, you should kill them resolutely like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!"

"After all, if they don't go to hell, who will?!"

"Miss Yun, we haven't gotten anything useful out of him yet, and you killed him!"

Leng Feng frowned and interjected unhappily.

"Cold wind, you're so talkative!"

Leng Jinye turned around and scolded him, giving him a warning look.

Leng Feng felt helpless and knelt on one knee to admit his mistake.

"Master, I know I was wrong!"

"Xiao Yeye, please let him get up. Isn't the "person" here?"

Yun Zhixia walked to Leng Jinyefeng's chair and sat down. She poured herself a glass of water and started drinking.

Zi Ling walked to the corpse, waved her right hand, and a ghost shadow appeared in front of everyone.

The ghost was still a little confused, and kept wandering around in the same place. It was not until Zi Ling sent a touch of ghost power over that he gradually regained consciousness.

"Ask anything you want to ask!"

Zi Ling nodded at Leng Feng and stood aside watching the fun.

So this is the method Zhizhi mentioned? It’s much easier to just kill the person and interrogate the ghost!

Zi Ling nodded secretly, and Leng Jinye also understood. He curled his lips slightly, feeling happy.

Zhizhi is so cute!

Under Zi Ling's pressure, the ghost had no choice but to reveal everything.

It turned out that he was a spy planted by Concubine Shu next to Leng Jinye, responsible for monitoring his every move every day.

It was he who tipped off Yun Jinye when he was assassinated in the mountains last time.

He had hidden himself very well, but he had walked by the river so often that his feet would get wet.

Yun Zhixia gifted Leng Jinye an iron mine. When he found out, he wanted to send a pigeon to send a letter to Concubine Shu. However, Leng Feng had already sent people to guard it. He shot down the pigeon with an arrow, and then he caught the man.

Hearing this, Leng Jinye's face darkened. He looked up at the ghost and questioned him.

"How many more of your people are here?"

"No more, just me!"

The ghost shook his head, secretly groaning in his heart. Leng Jinye was so cautious, and so were his men.

I had been lying dormant for many years before I was able to get in!

Thinking of this, a hint of frustration flashed in the ghost's eyes. He finally failed!

No! I didn't fail!

He suddenly looked at Leng Jinye, his eyes became greedy. As a ghost, he could naturally see that Leng Jinye was not in a complete state of mind!

If he could succeed in taking over Leng Jinye's body, he would be able to come back to life and get everything from Leng Jinye!

Thinking of this, he suddenly attacked and rushed towards Leng Jinye.

"Master, be careful!"

Leng Feng was shocked and stabbed the ghost with the sword in his hand, but the sword went through his body and fell to the ground.

The ghost was not affected at all and rushed straight towards Leng Jinye.

He was extremely fast, his hands turned into claws and grabbed Leng Jinye.

Leng Jinye did not move, the soul-nourishing stone on his wrist emitted a golden light and hit the ghost.

The ghost let out a scream, and its entire body exploded and dissipated into the air.

"This……"

Leng Feng's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked unconsciously at the soul-nourishing stone on Leng Jinye's wrist.

Isn’t this too awesome? !

Zi Ling snorted and walked to Yun Zhixia to act like a spoiled child. She hugged Yun Zhixia and began to feel wronged.

"Tiantian, I want it too..."