Chapter 189 Jiang Si is heartbroken
Chapter 189 Jiang Si is heartbroken
After hearing Jiang Si's words, the others lowered their guns and nodded in agreement.
Even Zhang Xiaoxi, who was grinning foolishly while holding a grenade, agreed with this statement.
Although what she was more concerned about was that there were too few people coming and she hadn’t had enough fun.
"Where is Ming Jingshuo?" Ming Jinghuan suddenly stepped forward, looked at the person sitting opposite him and asked, "I guess the actual controller behind the Valley of Withered Souls is him, not you, right, Jinghuan?"
Seeing Ming Jinghuan approaching, the young man in white suddenly shrank down on the dragon throne. He buried his head in his knees, holding his head and crying, "No, I'm not Jinghuan, I'm Ming Jingshuo, I'm Ming Jingshuo."
As he spoke, the guy who called himself Ming Jingshuo hugged his legs and banged his head hard against the back of the chair.
"I am Ming Jingshuo. I am Ming Jingshuo."
He kept repeating this sentence while bumping his head, and soon his forehead started bleeding. The hot, bright red blood flowed down his forehead, soaking half of his face.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Si was heartbroken.
She took a few big steps forward and kicked the man who was still complaining and going crazy off the chair.
Jiang Si looked at the bright red stains on the back of the chair with distressed look, and quickly took out a towel from the space to wipe it.
The person who was kicked down and fell to the ground had forgotten about crying and going crazy. He stared blankly at the person who was wiping the chair with a towel.
Jiang Si wiped off the blood stains and pressed her whole body against it, stroking and feeling it carefully, fearing that it would be scratched.
After stroking it back and forth several times and making sure there was no damage, Jiang Si finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She took out an off-white cushion and pillow from the space, then spread it out, sat on it, and leaned back to test its comfort. Although it was a bit hard, it was made of gold. What were you complaining about?
Jiang Si sat on the pure gold dragon throne and suddenly felt that the whole world had become beautiful. This feeling was so wonderful.
This trip is really worth it.
Looking at Jiang Si's enjoyment, the expressions on the faces of the people watching around were also very interesting, to the extent that the camera couldn't capture it.
"Hey you, that valley master, let me ask you, do you have any valuable things here?"
Jiang Si sat cross-legged on the dragon chair, crawled on the ground and looked at the person who was staring at her and asked.
Hearing Jiang Si's question, the man on the ground was obviously startled. He just stood there in a daze, his mouth slightly open, but he had no intention of speaking.
Seeing that there was no response for a long time, Jiang Si was also very worried, "Oh, another sick person, I should have brought Xiaoyuan with me."
"Where is Ming Jingshuo?"
Seeing Jiang Si scratching his head and stopping talking, Ming Jinghuan squatted down, grabbed his collar and questioned him harshly.
Looking directly at Ming Jinghuan from a close distance, his eyes gradually became clear. Seeing the anger on Ming Jinghuan's face, he shuddered with fear.
Jiang Si couldn't bear it any longer, so she took out a dagger from the space, rolled over from the chair, pushed Ming Jinghuan away, and put the dagger directly against his neck.
"This thing is useless, just kill it!"
Sure enough, people can only remain sober when facing death. As soon as Jiang Si finished speaking, the man who pretended to be mute spoke immediately.
"He's out of the valley! He's out of the valley!"
Hearing the sound, Jiang Si pulled the knife away and gently patted his face, "Isn't that a good answer? Then why were you pretending just now?"
"I...I..." Thinking of his past experiences and that scary guy who looked exactly like him and was called his brother, he couldn't stop shaking all over.
"Where did the real Lord of the Withered Soul Valley go?"
Fan Tong also stood up at this time. If such a devil ran out, who knows what kind of harm to society he would do.
According to Ming Jingting, a big part of the reason why Nanjiang was destroyed was because of Lao Fan.
If the master of the Valley of Withered Souls is from the royal family of Nanjiang, then it can explain why he has attacked him repeatedly.
Could it be that this big devil is coming out this time to target Old Fan?
Thinking of his father who always had a silly smile on his face and whose every word was his, he couldn't help but worry.
"I... I don't know!" Ming Jinghuan answered quickly after he was no longer in a daze.
"do not know?"
The sharp dagger was wielding beautiful knife flowers in Jiang Si's hand. The dagger in her hand was the same dagger with the handle inlaid with gems that she had taken from the black-robed man who was only handsome for three seconds in Niutou Village.
As for girls, most of them still like this kind of shiny things, even if they are specially used to kill people.
Ming Jinghuan could clearly sense a strong murderous intent from this woman, and he quickly added another sentence.
"I don't know, I really don't know. I only heard that they were heading north, and he took a lot of his confidants with him."
"He went north?" After Ming Jinghuan finished speaking, Ye Zhiming suddenly stood up. He clenched his fists and asked through gritted teeth, "He went to Beiliang?"
"I really don't know. He just treats me as his substitute and doesn't trust me at all. I really don't know anything." Ming Jinghuan became anxious when asked. His voice became louder and he was no longer as timid as before.
"Heh, since you don't know anything, why do we keep you?"
After Jiang Si finished speaking, she stopped turning the dagger, held the handle firmly, and stabbed Ming Jinghuan with the knife.
However, just as the tip of her knife was about to pierce Ming Jinghuan's body, it suddenly stopped.
I don't know what she was thinking of. She first looked up at Fan Tong, then looked at Ming Jinghuan, then stood up and asked, "After all, he is your brother. You have the final say on whether to kill him or not."
After hearing what Jiang Si said, everyone looked at her with wide eyes, and their expressions were like seeing the sun rising from the west.
Upon hearing that his life was now in Ming Jinghuan's hands, Ming Jinghuan immediately rushed forward and hugged Ming Jinghuan's thighs.
"Brother, save me. I have been with him for so many years, and I really have never done anything bad. I just pretend to be him occasionally. On weekdays, he locks me in the house and does not allow me to go out. Brother, I really..."
"Bullshit! Didn't you just say that between you and Lao Ming, it's a life-and-death battle between him and you?" Zhang Xiaoxi interrupted Ming Jinghuan directly and spat on the ground after he finished speaking. Her expression was really full of disgust.
"This guy was just shouting at us to fight and kill, but now he's begging for mercy like a coward. Is he pretending?"
As Zhang Xiaoxi spoke, he turned his head to the side, and his eyes fell on Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan slowly turned his head and looked at her, saying expressionlessly: "This kind of brainwork is not suitable for you, leave it to that fox Ye Zhiming. Don't think about such complicated things with your brain, I'm afraid it will freeze!"
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