Chapter: 72

Li Jinglong: "..."

Hearing this, Zhu Di frowned, stared at Jiang Xinghuo, and stared straight at him, as if he wanted to penetrate his skin, see clearly inside, and see if this person is really a banished immortal, and if he is really not afraid of death .

Jiang Xinghuo didn't feel the familiar revolving door feeling for a long time. Jiang Xinghuo touched his neck. The knife hadn't been cut off, and he wasn't dead yet, so he asked suspiciously.

"Why didn't you cut it? Is my arm numb?"

A surge of blood rushed to his head, Zhu Di finally couldn't bear it anymore, he slashed on the clothes hanger next to him with a knife, and with a sound of "boom", the wood was split into several sections.

This Jiang Xinghuo, why didn't I find out that he still has the attribute of being cheap?

Looking at Jiang Xinghuo who was lying on the couch and scratching his back, Zhu Di suddenly wanted to hack him to death.

No, hold back, hold back.

For the answer that Daming got out of the periodic law of the dynasty, he cannot be hacked to death for the time being.

Li Jinglong pulled the wood of the clothes hanger that fell to his side twice, and suddenly had an idea.

Zhu Di, a murderous King of Hades, when did he want to kill someone like this?

I understand!

Playing hard to get, right? I'm familiar with it.

Looking at Jiang Xinghuo who was lying flat on the couch and still dying, Li Jinglong immediately jumped forward on his knees and hugged Zhu Di's thigh and skirt armor.

"Lieutenant Yan, calm down! Calm down!"

Li Jinglong rubbed Zhu Di's thigh and said loudly: "Jiang Lang is not exhausted, and he can leave a deadly poem when he dies."

Zhu Di looked down at Li Jinglong unexpectedly, but at least there was a step, and after hearing that, Zhu Di just put his knife back into its sheath.

"Is there any last words or posthumous works? If you have any, tell them quickly. The order from above is to shoot and kill. You will not be able to get out of here alive today."

"really?"

"Really, leave your last words, and you can die."

Jiang Xinghuo was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and turned sideways to look at the two of them.

Li Jinglong's heart beat wildly when he saw this, don't look at me, don't look at me, I'm not here to save you!

To be honest, since Li Jinglong knew Zhu Di when he was young, even with his father Li Wenzhong, he has never seen Zhu Di be so "serious".

Therefore, Li Jinglong seriously suspected that this person must have a secret with Zhu Di!

And it's a big secret!

He just wanted to show his loyalty, but he didn't want to get directly involved!

Unfortunately, Jiang Xinghuo didn't fulfill Li Jinglong's wish, he thought about it carefully, and sighed.

"When I was in poverty, Mr. Cao spent a lot of money to buy my poems, so that I could live until the end of Jingnan. Today I fell into the water for no reason, and Mr. Cao rescued me again... Although I didn’t say it , but I feel a little grateful to Mr. Cao in my heart."

Glancing sideways at Zhu Di's unkind eyes, Li Jinglong cried out crazily in his heart.

Don't thank me, we don't know each other well!