"How old is his son...?"

"It's twenty... right? It seems to be a little older than you..."

twenty?!

Ling Luoyu was shocked!

Why is this bigger than her?!

But she doesn't remember when she had an older brother?!

"What's going on with his son?"

Manager Jiao wrinkled his face in pain: "How do I know this?"

He didn't know what Ling Luoyu's question meant!

Besides, why does he care about the son of an Immortal Knight?!

If it were someone else, he could find an opportunity to start.

But if the son of the Immortal Knight dares to move, it will be no different from seeking death.

Qing Teng pulled out and opened another bloody mouth on Manager Jiao.

Manager Jiao was killed by the death of his heart: "Little brother, I have said everything I should say, why did you hit me?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes turned grim: "I'm happy to hit you, can I do it?"

Manager Jiao: "..."

OK!

If you are in your hands, whether you are alive or dead is all your decision!

Of course, it's OK to say anything!

"I ask you! Where is the soul talisman that your valley master controls the Immortal Knight?!"

Manager Jiao's pupils shrank, "You want the soul-stealing talisman!"

The previous questions have nothing to do with life and death, so I will just say it.

But if the Valley Master knew that it was leaked by him, it would be impossible to survive or die!

He shook his head suddenly: "I don't know this..."

A hideous sneer appeared in Ling Luoyu's eyes: "Since you don't know, then you're useless!"

As soon as his wrist sinks, the ball of hair breaks out of the air.

"Haoqiu, are you happy to appreciate your piece of meat?!"

Her fingertips rubbed Maoqian's head, and her eyes slanted, making Manager Jiao gasp in shock.

"What are you going to do?!"

"What are you doing? Use the waste! Anyway, you are useless, and keeping you is a waste. It's better to fill my stomach with the hairballs!"

With a slightly tilted head, her eyes were full of cruelty.

"Since you have provided some useful information, I can give you a choice... Do you want the Maoqiu to swallow your head first and let you die happily, or start eating with your feet first, so that you can leave this world later, and feel the pain of living more?!"

The Maoqiu was excited and turned around in the spot, barking and making a sound, making a sound, as if he couldn't wait to pounce on him and bite him.

Manager Jiao's face turned green in an instant, and he shook his head in horror: "No...you can't..."

What he wants to express is "You can't break the bridge across the river." It's pitiful because of your nervousness, you can't even get out of your words afterwards.

So much so that the smell changed in Ling Luoyu's ears.

"cannot?!"

The eyes suddenly turned cold, like ice.

"Then let's see if it can be! Hairball!!!"

With a command, the wool ball rushed up like a fire ball. Before Manager Jiao could react, it had already bitten his thigh.

"Ao..."

Manager Jiao screamed like a pig.

Before the howling could be heard, a ball of rag had already blocked his mouth.

“Um…”

The screams behind turned into whimpers and circled between his throat.

"hiss!"

The flesh and blood were torn off, and blood splashed up.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Ling Luoyu shook his head and sighed softly.

Looking at his wound, my eyes were filled with sadness.

"Oh, look at the blood... If you let it flow without asking, you will probably die in less than half an hour..."

She raised her head slightly and looked into his eyes sympathetically.

"Do you need my help?"

Manager Jiao nodded quickly and whimpered.

His wound needs bandage and stop bleeding, and of course he needs help.

Who knows—

"Okay, just say whatever words you have. I can be a perfect listener..."
Chapter completed!