After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 96 His head, I want to order

The sound of her unlocking awakened Wu Yacheng. He sat up on the grass and looked at her vigilantly.

Without much explanation, she pulled him up, "Go."

"Who are you?" Wu Yacheng's voice was extremely hoarse, and a pair of scarlet dull eyes just looked at Yin Jiuqing like this.

She paused, but didn't take off her veil, because even if she took it off, he wouldn't know her.

Her lips moved, and she said two words with difficulty, "Old friend."

"Hahahahaha!" Wu Yacheng laughed suddenly, and the sarcasm in that laughter was almost overflowing, "Why, I can't know the whereabouts of the rest of the people even after torturing me, so I started to use my brain."

His words made Yin Jiuqing's heart ache, and his eyes gradually became moist.

She said, "Uncle Wu, I am... Xixi."

"..." Hearing these two words suddenly, Wu Yacheng was obviously taken aback. The next moment, he laughed again, "Go back and tell your master, it's a little better to deceive people."

He knew about Xixi's death.

Thinking of Bai Xixi's misery, there was a moment of pity in his eyes.

"Uncle Wu, I'm not dead, I'm back." She choked out a sentence, "Now is not the time to talk, let's go first."

Wu Yacheng was obviously wary of her, and refused her touch, let alone go with her.

In desperation, she had no choice but to say a few things that only she and him knew before.

Wu Yacheng was startled, and his eyes fell on her in disbelief.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, took off her veil, and looked at this completely unfamiliar face, but with familiar eyes.

The iron-blooded man who always bleeds but not tears, at this moment, is crying like a child.

"Uncle Wu, I'll save you out."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside, "Young Master, you are inside."

Yin Jiuqing frowned, quickly covered his face with a scarf, and the next moment, Luo Xuan appeared at the door.

"Hehe." Looking at Yin Jiuqing, he sneered, "Father is right, you are Bai Zhan's old man, right?"

"Xi Xi, you go, leave me alone." Wu Yacheng said in a low voice.

Yin Jiuqing didn't move at all, but tightly held the whip in his hand.

"I heard that the eldest son of the Luo family has extraordinary martial arts skills, but I don't know if it's just a waste of fame, so dare to compete with me."

"Don't do it!" Wu Yacheng's worried voice rang in her ears, and this feeling made her heart warm again and again.

This is the taste of family affection.

Luo Xuan smiled arrogantly, "A mere bereaved dog dares to compete with me!"

As he said that, he had already accepted the sword handed over by his hand, "Let the horse come here."

Yin Jiuqing hooked his red lips wantonly under the scarf, and the next moment, the whip swept towards him gracefully like a swimming dragon, flying sand and rocks wherever it went, stirring up countless dust.

A cold light flashed in the dark and gloomy dungeon, and there was a sudden sound of metal strikes, and then they separated instantly.

The two stood at opposite ends, looking at each other like this.

Luo Xuan sneered, with arrogance in his eyes, "No one is allowed to interfere, I will decide his head."

"Yes." The soldier answered emphatically in his ear.

Yin Jiuqing's lips curled up slightly under the scarf, and the soft whip in her hand suddenly swept towards Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan dodged, and with a loud noise, the wooden table not far away was shattered into pieces, and the teapot on the table was also shattered, sharp fragments shot out in all directions, and there were several screams, and the surrounding soldiers All down.

(End of this chapter)