She has enough trouble for herself. It is better to avoid the competition for treasures like Fengdan, and not participate.

Mo Xuanchen was so sour and shocked: "What a pity..."

"What a pity? What a pity?"

"It's a pity that Zhao Lai has such a good skin... To be honest, he is also pretty, right?!"

“…”

Ling Luoyu rolled her eyes: "It's a pity... Actually, speaking of this, you and Xin Qier are a pair made of heaven. No wonder you want to get involved in her marriage..."

Mo Xuanchen's expression suddenly froze: "Yu'er, I was wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"I will never meddle in other people's business in the future!"

"snort!"

Ling Luoyu snorted proudly and turned to enter the hall.

Mo Xuanchen - It's really, why are you jealous when you are so mean!!

With Ling Luoyu's temperament, how could he look at a man like Zhao Lai?!

People like the demon gods Tu Su and Gu Lan cannot catch her eyes.

What kind of jealousy does he eat when he digs his own pit here?!

but--

Things like jealousy come from the heart, but not from others!!

"Oh... I'm really old. No matter who, I'm starting to be jealous..."

——

The dim room was filled with the smell of blood.

Ding Ziling covered his nose with a handkerchief, avoiding the blood on the ground, and jumped to the curled Zhao Lai.

He closed his eyes, just gasped, breathing heavily.

"How is it? Have you been asked?" Ding Ziling's voice was cold and there was no temperature.

"Go back to the young master, no..." The prison guard on one side was ashamed and stammered.

"No?"

Ding Ziling kicked Zhao Lai and sneered disdainfully.

"I didn't see that this kid's bones are quite hard!"

"Young Master, we have used all the punishments we can use, but this kid is so nervous that he doesn't even speak until he dies..."

"I've used it once, won't I do it again again?"

Ding Ziling raised his head coldly, his eyes cold.

"Do you still have to teach me the Master of this simple truth yourself? Then do you need to try it on you if you want to? Otherwise, you won't..."

"Young Master is lucky, but my subordinates are incompetent... Don't worry, my subordinates must take out something from his mouth..."

"Um……"

Ding Ziling waved his hand and drank indifferently.

"You all retreat!"

"yes……"

After all the other prisoners retreated, Ding Ziling kicked Zhao Lai.

"I know you're not dead...Don't pretend to be with me!!"

Zhao Lai groaned in pain, but he didn't say anything, and he was still lying there.

Ding Ziling frowned and stepped on the wound on his thigh indifferently.

"ah……"

Zhao Lai screamed and whimpered in his throat.

"What? Is there a reaction now?!"

Ding Ziling sneered and withdrew his feet, squatted beside him, looked around alertly, and then lowered his voice.

"Zhao Lai, you are very capable... After stealing my things, you dare to tell me about the conditions... where is the things?"

Zhao Lai's eyes opened several times before he broke free from the blood clots on his eyelids and looked at Ding Ziling.

"Young Master... it was you... breaking your promise... first..."

Ding Ziling's pupils shrank, and he suddenly poked into the wound on Zhao Lai's chest with one hand, stirring hard.

"What did you say?"

"ah……"

Zhao Lai curled up in pain, trembling all over.

Ding Ziling withdrew his fingers and looked at the blood on his hands with a grim smile: "Zhao Lai, I know you are a filial son...so don't forget that your mother is in my hands now!!"
Chapter completed!