Yan Lingji lowered her head, not daring to look at Jing Salamander.
Her fear of the Salamander had been established since the night she tried to escape from Zhang Ji, and the fear was deeply rooted in her bones.
The huge gap in strength, the cold and arrogant temperament and the almost substantial chill all made Yan Lingji feel intimidated.
The most important thing is that she feels guilty!
It's not that he didn't pay attention to Zhang Ji's matter, Jing Salad could definitely understand how easy it is for a first-rate master who is good at Qinggong to quietly leave the hands of a second-rate master.
But...Jing Salamander still doesn't know that Yan Lingji took advantage of the fact that she, the wife of the wife who was regarded as a favorite by outsiders, was not around to sneak away and eat.
Although the last layer of window paper has not been pierced yet, Yan Lingji has used all available methods and postures on Zhang Ji.
Jing salamander didn't think much about it. She thought that this little goblin who was deeply afraid of her didn't dare to do anything to regret her. She only thought that Yan Lingji felt guilty and afraid because she didn't take a good look at Zhang Ji.
Taking a deep breath, Frightened Salamander adjusted the blood that was surging in his body due to the killing and anger. He held the pink Frightened Salamander sword tightly in his bare hands and walked slowly towards his room.
Although she was very angry that Baicai, whom she had taken care of for several years, was actually fucked by another woman, she was so angry that she didn't even mind another bloodshed.
Moreover, a method that suited her identity as a killer suddenly came to her mind.
For example, knock a guy named Zhang Ji unconscious, put him in a cellar and tie him up, then gag his mouth to prevent his shouting from attracting others, and then beat him every day to make him remember everything. This allowed her to have Zhang Ji all to herself.
Frightened Salamander was almost moved. Such a simple and crude method simply did not fit her character anymore!
But after calming down, Jingyu, who is both a cold-blooded killer and a good wife and mother, still did not choose to do this.
She had subconsciously assumed the position of Zhang Ji's wife. As a wife, even if she was angry that her husband went to find other women for pleasure, she should not make a fuss about it. Too big.
The family scandal must not be made public. No matter how she wants to deal with Zhang Ji in private, she must not show any anger in front of this group of outsiders, so as not to embarrass Zhang Ji in front of outsiders.
Looking at Jing Salamander who returned to the room, Yan Lingji finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As Jing Salamander left, the guards of the General's Mansion on the courtyard wall also put away their crossbows and returned to the General's Mansion under the command of the guard commander.
The Mohist God Swordsman also left in a group of four and began patrolling the mansion to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.
The killers of Luowang glanced fearfully at their old enemies who had drawn swords with them a few days ago, and scattered away. The two murderous Luowang killers wearing red devil masks jumped onto the roof and left.
This time Luo Wang mobilized the leaders of Luo Wang's Chu Kingdom branch and Luo Wang's Qi Kingdom branch. Otherwise, how could the small South Korean capital gather two murderous Luo Wang killers at the same time.
The remaining thirty prefecture-level killers are all from the Korean branch, but they cannot rest. They are responsible for cleaning up the crossbow bolts stuck on the ground and the broken limbs, blood and corpses all over the ground.
To put it simply, it is responsible for washing the floor.
As a ground-level killer in Luowang, being able to kill people is nothing.
To be a qualified land-level killer, you must be good at cleaning the floor, because this way you can better hide your whereabouts.
I saw this group of ground-level killers skillfully taking out a small knife, gently falling on the corpses with uninjured faces, and gouging out the thin layer of skin.
This would be a good human skin mask, one that could hide their true face and do more.
After obtaining enough human skin masks, these earth-level killers took out a black vial from their arms.
Pulling out the cork, you can see the green poisonous water inside the machine, and a pungent smell emanates from the mouth of the bottle.
This is the corpse-transforming water provided by Luo Sheng. It can melt all the bones and flesh of the corpse without leaving any traces, not even blood. It is the standard prop for Luo Sheng to destroy corpses and eliminate traces.
After all this was done, the mansion returned to peace.
Yan Lingji walked in the moonlit backyard, looking at the land that was covered with blood just a moment ago, recalling the broken limbs and corpses just now, but now there are no traces left, even the crossbow bolts inserted into the ground. The dented ground was also filled up again, and everything tonight was as if nothing had ever happened.
A breeze came, and the cool night wind passed through the flowers and trees in the backyard, carrying the fragrance of grass and flowers and brushing against Yan Lingji's three thousand green hair, lifting the temples next to her ears.
A smile flashed in Yan Lingji's bright eyes, and there was a trace of imperceptible cunning. She raised her plain white hands and gently pressed her temples.
A pair of hands grasped her slender waist at some point.
Gradually climbing up to the blushing cheek, a handsome young face was pressed against Yan Lingji's hot cheek, leaning against the smooth fragrant shoulder, gently sniffing the fragrance mixed with the scent of flowers and plants.
"Man, you are playing with fire." Yan Lingji raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and her words contained a threat.
Zhang Ji ignored Yan Lingji's threat. Instead, he bravely climbed to the top and had a strong tendency to put Yan Lingji on the spot.
The horizontal hard skills inherited from Ji Wuye's family are indeed extraordinary. Although they are not as good as the extremely hard skills of the Pi Jia Sect, they are also good at strengthening the physical body.
After practicing hard skills at ten levels, he only reached the third level and his body was significantly strengthened.
His arm strength and speed have increased to a certain extent. Now, after breaking through to the first-class realm from the initial level of sixty steps in an instant, his lightning walking step has reached a level of seventy steps in an instant, relying on the blessing of the powerful internal force in his body. realm.
Although it is only an improvement of ten steps, it is already a great improvement for the Lightning God Walk.
After successfully breaking through to the third level of Henglian Hard Kung Fu, his Lightning God Walk reached seventy-four steps in an instant. The record of the fastest Lightning God Walk after Mozi was only ten steps away. It is hard to imagine what would happen if he After cultivating Heng Lian Hard Kung Fu to the highest tenth level, will he be able to break the limit of one hundred steps in an instant by Mo Zi, the founder of the Mohist family?
However, apart from the enhanced qualities such as arm strength, running speed, and reaction speed, what makes Zhang Ji most satisfied is the blessing of strength recovery from practicing hard skills.
Although he was almost drained by Mrs. Hu before, he has now recovered more than half.
Zhang Ji paid a heavy price for dealing with Mrs. Hu, who was ruthless and seldom spoken. However, against Yan Lingji, a showman who did not live up to her name, Zhang Ji was still confident that she could win with 60% of her physical strength recovered.
However, just as Zhang Ji moved his hands up and down towards Yan Lingji, a feeling of chill rushed up Zhang Ji's back.
He instantly lost interest and looked around.
Immediately, he saw the figure that made him think about it day and night.
"Sister Frightened Salamander!"
Zhang Ji couldn't help but exclaimed.
Yan Lingji on the side quietly blocked Zhang Ji's retreat route, the teasing look in her eyes no longer hidden.
Zhang Ji glared at Yan Lingji hatefully, and then after making sure that he couldn't run away, he expertly knocked his cheap knees heavily on the ground and hugged those slender and smooth jade legs.
He believed that Jing Salamander would not kill him. Not to mention anything else, just the friendship between the hero and heroine of being the hero and heroine of 60 or 70 fan stories together was enough!
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